She sat at the edge of the lake, watching the water on the surface of the lake ripple and the night light overflowing, and the crystal tears fell into the lake one by one, splashing beautiful small splashes.
Suddenly, a white butterfly flew up to her and fluttered over her, as if to say that it was willing to be her friend.
Pleasantly surprised, she reached out to greet the butterfly and let it rest on the back of her hand.
The butterfly did rest on the back of her hand.
She burst into tears and laughed, and was about to reach out and touch the butterfly, but the butterfly fell to her hand and died, and her hand and her laughter froze in the air.
Looking at the butterfly that died on the back of her hand, her heart fell to the bottom again.
She looked down at the child in her belly and thought to herself how similar the child was to the butterfly The child is as attached to her as the butterfly and trusts her.
But this trust and attachment will eventually be exchanged for death.
She buried the butterfly in a pit in the snow that she had dug by hand.
By the time she had buried the butterfly, her hands had already frozen into consciousness.
But she doesn't care anymore.
Because she wasn't going to use these hands, this body, at all.
From her birth to the present, her life has been a tragedy.
Since she was a child, her father didn't want her.
Mother died young.
Classmates laughed.
Friend amnesia.
Lover betrayal.
Even her only child had to be killed.
What is the meaning of living in this world like this?
Step by step, she walked towards the lake.
The icy water of the lake soaked her feet, passed through her waist, slowly extended to her chest, and was cold to her soul.
The soft murmur, the sigh, the red face is like a dream.
Three o'clock in the morning.
A silver Rolls-Royce docked in front of a high-class five-star hotel.
The man in the back seat of the car pushed the door down, his face as handsome as it was enough to tarnish the sun and the moon.
But before the stars could appreciate his beauty, he stepped into the hotel lobby with his assistant, leaving only the stars with a mysterious back.
Where did the boy go?
The stars in the sky blinked curiously, and then, as if they had made an appointment, they ran to the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the hotel in advance, wanting to peek at the boy's itinerary.
It turns out that this is the way it happened.
At eight o'clock tonight, Assistant Ford wanted to visit a friend at the auction house, but he didn't expect to see someone in the lobby of the auction house auctioning a rare treasure "Theas" transparent meteorite.
The "Theas" transparent meteorite comes from the large galaxy Theas, which is trillions of light-years away, and only falls to Earth once in an average of 4.5 billion years.
According to astronomical literature, this meteorite is hundreds of times more powerful than antimatter and gamma rays, and if this meteorite were to be made into a chemical weapon, it would easily destroy the entire planet with just one milligram.
So there has been a saying in the astronomical world for a long time, if anyone has a "Theas" meteorite in his hands, then he is the rightful ruler of this world.
Ford was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked up to the man and said that he was willing to buy the meteorite for 10 million pounds, and asked the man to wait for him at the hotel, while he ran to the hospital to inform Joseny.
Josemy was an excellent businessman, and his business acumen was very good, and it was impossible for him not to talk about this kind of business, which could change the fate of his life, so he immediately rushed to the hotel with Ford, intending to pocket the meteorite.
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