The helicopter's rotors began to turn once more, whipping up waves in the previously calm pool.
The helicopter took off from the ground, leaving the rooftop platform of the Galaxy Hotel.
Hou Tingfu's ear-length hair was swept across her face by the wind as she turned her head and saw Hou Muyan still staring in the direction the helicopter had flown.
He was still standing in the pool, drenched from head to toe after the splash, with his wet bangs plastered to his forehead, making him look like a 17- or 18-year-old boy.
When the helicopter had completely vanished into the night, only the neon lights continued to flicker in the sky. Hou Muyan came back to his senses, looked down, and murmured as he swept his hands over the surface of the water:
"Where's the moon?"
The moon he had plucked for Lu Xiaoyou was gone again.
Lu Xiaoyou lay upon Long Xiliang, as limp as mud in her drunken state.
While the helicopter flew through the air, she suddenly muttered:
