I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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It was almost evening.

The fishermen hummed on the water, half-hunted, and dragged their huge fishing nets to the beach. In the line of the sea and the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun covered the deep blue sea...

It was the first time Liu Yu saw such a scene and felt very strange.

Staring at the end of the fishing net, there is still a red head floating. When I look closely, I find that it is a thin child, about ten years old, with no flesh on his face and tanned streaks, pushing the fishing net hard. .

For adults, the waist-deep sea surface, to this child, there is only one head left.

"Does such a small child go fishing too?"

She asked.

The man on the rock did not answer him.

He also stared at the deep blue sea as if he wanted to sink in.

Liu Yu had to refocus her attention on the fishermen who were fishing, but when her eyes fell on the red head again, she suddenly stopped--

She saw the net again!

The net is looming, most of which is not on the surface of the sea, and a small part...wraps around the red head!

It's that kid!

Yes, that kid!

Liu Yu took a step forward, and the sea water flooded her shoes. The soles and the uppers of the shoes were suddenly wet, but she couldn't take care of them at all, and stared at the child pushing the fishing net. His net is much smaller than Mr. Dart's, and there are only five or six nodes, one at the age of three, one at the age of five...The last one is...

Fragmentary pictures emerged before my eyes.

The waves are surging...

Black water plants...

His hands are constantly slapped on the water...

Red hair floating in the sea...

The last node is ten years and eight months!

Right in front of you!

I don't know why, Liu Yuneng vaguely perceives the information corresponding to these nodes.

Miraca Moses.

Ten years old.

Born.

His father died in three years.

My mother left when she was five...

All year round, ten years and eight months.

A thin blue thread continued to stretch in front of her eyes, winding into one knot after another, and finally, birth and death were connected together to form a closed net.

Liu Yu couldn't help closing her eyes, and the sea breeze gently brushed her face, she fell into a strange and special situation.

The world split in half before her.

She stepped on nothingness with one foot, reality with the other. Her fingers were next to the blue web that represents fate, as if with a single click, the web could be disrupted and rearranged... ...

"Milaka!"

"Miraca!"

"Miraca is gone!"

...Sure enough, is it Miraca?

Riots broke out on the beach.

The fishermen who were dragging their nets screamed. The nets did not catch. Panic, most of the fish in the nets escaped, leaving only a few half dead. People took care of this end but couldn't take care of the other end, and the sea surface was suddenly messed up.