This is a very ordinary day, so ordinary that no one will remember it carefully. People in the city go to work and study as always, the cherry blossoms are still in bloom, time passes by, spring is slowly leaving, and the summer wind and rain are lurking quietly like giant beasts.
In an unknown place, I am waiting for the day to come and set off a torrential wind and rain, sweeping the entire city.
In the hotel, the blond girl sat quietly on a soft sofa chair, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling window. There was a glass of orange juice and a beautifully packaged book on the coffee table next to her.
Title of the book - "One Hundred Years of Solitude".
There was a bookmark in the book and it was placed safely within the girl's reach.
The girl sat quietly, looking out the large floor-to-ceiling window. Countless high-rise buildings were rising outside, huddled together in a mess, scattered in an irregular manner, until even taller buildings blocked the view.
, blocking all the excitement outside.
The girl has not been out for a day. All three meals were ordered by Angers from next door. The girl has been sitting there since the morning until nightfall. Angers, on the other hand, ran off to someone who knows where and has been there since noon.
There was no sound, maybe they went out to drink.
The girl saw the sun rising from between the tall buildings, spreading its golden rays to all the places it could shine. Then the city became lively, with vehicles and people on the road constantly flowing. They were noisy and looked at the scenery around them, but they didn't know they were there.
It is also viewed as a scenery by others.
She saw parents with doting smiles on their faces watching their lively children jumping away into the distance. She saw some shy boys buying a stick of ice cream and hiding it behind their backs and then taking it out inadvertently, surprising the girl.
With a joyful smile, looking at that smile, the boy couldn't help but smile too, with a bright and gentle smile. She saw the gray-haired grandfather supporting the thin old grandmother who was walking slowly towards the end of the road. She saw the young
The mother was pushing the baby stroller, her face full of tenderness and love as a mother. She saw the father, who was not tall, carrying his still young child on his back, telling the child the principles of life. She saw the newlyweds' motorcade lining up.
They walked through the streets in a group and finally arrived at the church. She saw someone leaving the world, and her relatives and friends shed tears. They wore black clothes and carried the ashes of their loved ones to the cemetery step by step. That was the last mark he left on the world.
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Everything is seen in the eyes of the girl. The girl is like a god in mythology, living in an infinitely high place, casting a calm gaze on the world, knowing everything that happens in the world, but not understanding the kind of love that flows through everyone.
Emotions in the heart.
Maybe God is also imperfect.
The girl saw the clouds in the sky slowly gathering and then dispersing. They seemed to have a brief gathering, and then parted again, drifting towards their destined directions.
The girl thought, maybe life is like this, born alone, then constantly meeting new people, and then constantly being separated, and finally embarking on the end of life alone.
The girl did not understand the emotions flowing in everyone's heart. The girl with a soul as clear as a mirror had been used as a tool of a certain family since she was a child, used for various cruel experiments and as a mother body for blood extraction. At that time, she
Like a domesticated white mouse, she is fragile and weak, but the difference is that she is more durable and luckier than the white mouse.
But she was luckier than the guinea pig after all. She escaped from that family alive, escaped capture, met her sister, her teacher, and her best senior brother.
She still remembered the time when the boy whispered to her on the Eiffel Tower in Paris - "From now on, you will no longer be a tool, but a person who lives up to your name."
At that moment, the girl's heart trembled slightly.
It turns out...senior brother, you have always known...
Then the girl shed tears for the first time, crystal clear, like crystal.
From then on, the girl regarded the senior brother who made her cry as the only person worth relying on. Unlike the respect that her sister and teacher had, the girl relied more on her senior brother, like a master-slave relationship.
The girl slowly lowered her eyes. The city outside the window was completely shrouded in night. Countless lights lit up from all directions, and finally converged, illuminating the city as bright as day again. The car drew a golden ribbon on the road, spreading along the road to
In the distance, the lights on the roadside also converge into a golden line, passing through high-rise buildings, crossing rivers and bays, and spreading to distant places.
The tall tower in the distance was shining with colorful lights, changing from top to bottom. Seeing this, the girl suddenly thought of the Eiffel Tower in Paris again.
The room was dark, with only a little light leaking in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a dreamy color on the girl's body.
The black and gold lance leaned quietly against the wall, shining with a cold light under the light.
It was getting late, and Teacher Angre hadn't come back yet, so the girl wondered if the teacher had gone to the bar to flirt with girls and drink as her senior brother said.
The girl looked out the window with somewhat empty eyes. There was a faint golden light flowing in her eyes, giving the girl a sense of majesty.
She gently raised her right hand, looked at the white skin carefully, and slowly made a fist. There was a thrilling power flowing in it, rushing, converging into a point, waiting to explode.
The girl was a little confused. Her strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and it stopped growing until it reached a critical point. The reason for this phenomenon seemed to be after coming into contact with her senior brother.
The girl who finally gave up thinking was about to get up and turn on the light to read a book when her cell phone rang, which was a text message notification.
The girl's eyes lit up. Only now did she remember that she could use her mobile phone to contact her senior brother.
I quickly took out my cell phone, but the text message was not from the senior brother I was hoping for, but from an unknown contact.
The text message was not long, only a few sentences:
"Girl, do you want to find your senior brother? Come to XXXX and find me, and I will tell you."
The girl was a little confused when she looked at the text message. According to what her senior brother told her, only her senior brother would know the contact information of this phone, but now a stranger has sent a text message and said that she knows his location.
Could it be that...senior brother is in danger?
The girl's heart suddenly tightened as she thought of a bad possibility.
As Ye Xuan thought, a girl with simple thinking will always become smarter when she encounters things related to her senior brother. Just like this time, she directly guessed that her senior brother was in danger and wanted to help him.
But it is a pity that not only did Ye Hyun not have any accident, but she also had a lot of fun with another girl.
The girl wrote down the address above and left a note for Teacher Angers. After some hesitation, she picked up the lance named "Knight's Glory", then opened the door and left the room.
Late at night, a girl in a long skirt walked out of the hotel carrying a rifle, looking for her senior brother...