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.

refocused, and she exclaimed

was astonished. “Well… you truly are

about it,

Lilly wore a smile.

again and stood in front of

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

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

that Lilly had stepped out of the car again as if nothing

inside and reassured them, saying, “Sir, Ma’am, you haven’t done anything wrong. Don’t worry about what

focus on honoring Tracy! That’s

each other with complex emotions and walked slowly as

a table with incense and talismans for burning, to send Tracy off. They bid their farewells, and there was no regret or tears

they began to feel a

smiled mischievously. “Mom and Dad, I’m leaving! I heard I can

and nodded. “Yes,

much! You’re still young, you can have a second child! I’ll come back

Tracy’s parents stammered, “Huh?”

your health! Live well, because, after all, I’ll be reincarnated into a very, very rich and influential family, and it’ll

mix of terror, surprise, apprehension,

be able to

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

black mark

parents nodded repeatedly.

don’t

few steps forward, wiping her tears and saying, “Remember

disappeared completely, and the vibrant yellow flames in front of their eyes

up, clapped her hands, and said, “Alright, you two

“Live well.”

even after parting, there will always be reunions, so stay

and waved goodbye to them, got into the car,

regained their