When Boss Luo was about to reveal himself, Nero suddenly jumped down from the tree with a shopping bag... Luo Qiu stopped in his tracks.
Nero began walking in the direction the child had left, seemingly intending to follow him.
Only after Nero had left the little park did he come to the tree and look around... Then he closed his eyes, and his vision reconstructed everything in his mind in three dimensions.
Boss Luo discovered something. He opened his eyes, moved slightly, and in the next instant, he was already standing atop a relatively tall building in the town.
On a sign jutting out from the eaves of the top floor, a balloon caught on it swayed in the wind... It was clearly much smaller than its original size, seemingly having been snagged there for some time.
Perhaps since yesterday, or perhaps the day before.
The thin string wrapped around the signpost began to unwind on its own. The now-free balloon finally fell into Boss Luo's hands—he detached the small note tied to the end of the string and unfolded it for a glance.
"I-don't-want-to-die."
A sea wind blew in, and suddenly, it swept the note from Luo Qiu's hand... farther and farther away.
Mr. Smith was the chef and owner of a restaurant in town. He had a beautiful wife and a five-year-old child named Joe.
The restaurant's business had always been good. Though work was busy, Mr. Smith's life was fulfilling and happy—because the family would welcome a new life this year.
His wife, Debra, was already eight months pregnant and would soon go into labor... Whether they were neighbors or regular customers at the restaurant, everyone sincerely rejoiced at the arrival of the new life.
After the New Year, to care for Debra during her