Bulgarakov's silhouette on his back gradually faded in the brilliance of the sun; he vanished into the light.
Obsession no longer held sway, faith was lost, all beautiful visions turned into bubbles, and the glorious astronaut had completed his final mission and returned to the embrace of his motherland.
Wei Tianyang's cell phone vibrated at this moment. He glanced at the screen; it was a call from Helena Mina.
He had rejected Helena Mina's calls many times, but this time, he changed his mind.
He descended through the atmosphere, lingering at an altitude of 30,000 meters. At this moment, the continent below was welcoming the dawn. Clouds sped past him, the wind whipped around his body and fled into the distance; the rising sun, like a golden seed, slowly sprouted in the inky sky.
He answered the phone.
"I thought you'd never answer my call," Helena Mina said in a calm tone.
"Do I need to explain?" Wei Tianyang said.
