Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly gazed vacantly at the available options as if each one posed a fatal question and selecting any of them would be deemed wrong.

“Why must there be blame?” Lilly whispered. “Why are we compelled to divide ourselves into right and wrong?”

Considering this perspective, a clear stream of thought rushed into her mind instantly.

The clear stream flowed, jolting her racing mind awake in an instant.

Wait… Lilly was perplexed.

Was there a limit to what’s right and wrong?

Doesn’t that contradict cause and effect?

Cause and effect are cyclical and boundless.

So why must there be boundaries between right and wrong, and why must we label someone as wrong?

Lilly experienced a sudden enlightenment, and her eyes became crystal clear as the few options in front of her vanished without a trace.

She gazed ahead as if overlooking everything.

She saw life, each one was a shining star, converging into a vast sea of stars that now filled her vision.

Lilly smiled, and with a flick of her wrist, she put away the pen.

The pen of judgment merged with her mind, suspended before the sea of stars in her eyes.

The sea of stars and the pen of judgment moved and rotated slowly, following invisible rules.

“So, that’s how it is,” Lilly suddenly realized. “It’s so simple, just look at the sea of stars, look right in front…”

Hearing her muttering, Blake questioned, “What?”

No, it couldn’t be that simple.

she exclaimed cheerfully,

you

about it, praise her

Lilly wore a smile.

once again and stood in

had seen her suddenly freeze earlier, and in a panic, Blake had hurriedly carried her into

stopped crying, and awkwardly stood up, grabbing each other’s hands, their gazes fixed on the

had stepped out of the car

both inside and reassured them, saying, “Sir, Ma’am, you

on honoring Tracy! That’s what matters,

other with complex emotions and walked slowly as if

for burning, to send Tracy off. They bid their farewells, and there was no regret or tears as

feel a sense

and Dad, I’m leaving! I heard I can be reincarnated into a very wealthy family! How great is

and nodded.

too much! You’re still young,

Tracy’s parents stammered, “Huh?”

health! Live well, because, after all, I’ll

of terror,

we be able to meet

raised her arm and pointed to a birthmark. “Hey, remember this birthmark. I won’t recognize you when the time comes, but

a black

nodded

don’t worry,

once again, Tracy’s mother, unable to recognize her, took a few steps forward, wiping her tears

vibrant yellow flames

her hands, and said,

“Live well.”

there will always be reunions, so stay

them, got into the

parents regained