Lin Sanjiu had no idea why misfortunes always followed her. Every time she bought something, someone would come and try to steal it away from her. The man continued circling around the aircraft. He crouched down and caressed the aircraft as if he was petting a child. Then, he nodded and turned around.
From Lin Sanjiu's point of view, even though her vision was blocked by the swaying grass and only half of the young man's face was visible, she could still see that he was pretty good looking. He did not seem as young as she expected, and she could not tell his age from his appearance alone.
The man then spun his face away, leaving only the back of his head visible in Lin Sanjiu's sight.
He clapped his hands and then doubled back from where he came from. His figure got smaller and smaller as he retreated into the distance. Lin Sanjiu waited with bated breaths until he was no longer in sight. Then, turning around to look at the clearing one last time, she began following the man.
