Chapter 1 — Butterfly Stealing Sunset

When I was eighteen years old, my asthma got worse. The doctor warned that if I inhaled a large amount of willow silk, my airways would constrict, and in just a few minutes I could suffocate and die. That afternoon, Quy Dien, his childhood friend, wanted to vent his anger on behalf of beauty queen Tham Van Kieu, so he dragged me to the abandoned tool room. "On Thi Tue, didn't Kieu Kieu just break one of your pens? Do you need to hug her breasts and pretend to be sick to scare her?" "Let me give you a little lesson. In there, seriously reflect on your stubborn, spoiled nature!" He pushed me inside and made a "bang" sound. Lock the large door tightly. Quy Dien did not know that the ventilation door of the abandoned tool room was broken, and the inside was filled with willow silk. I fell to the ground, my airways began to constrict violently. I hugged my chest, painfully asking for help through the glass window. Quy Dien frowned, his eyes filled with disgust. "Are you still acting? I'm tired of watching those things of yours for a long time." Tham Van Kieu smiled and took his arm, quietly stomping on the asthma inhaler I dropped outside the door. "Mr. Quy Dien, don't worry about her anymore. Let's go eat Japanese food, lock her up for half an hour and she'll be good." They left without looking back, my last hope was gone. I curled up in the corner, my face pale from suffocation, and finally stopped struggling in extreme despair. Half an hour later, Quy Dien carried the packed sushi bag and impatiently opened the door. "That's enough, On Thi Tue, stop pretending to be dead..." But what greeted him was my long-cold body. I lay on the cold ground, not moving at all. Quy Dien stood at the door, the light from behind him shone in, covering me in darkness. He used the toe of his shoe to kick my shoulder and coldly said: "On Thi Tue, stop pretending, wake up!" My body didn't react at all. He kicked me again, with more force than before. "Fake it again? This trick no longer works!" "To force me to compromise, are you now using the fake death trick?" I turned my back to him, not saying a word. Luc Thua An's face darkened. He threw the sushi bag in his hand on me, making a deep sound. "Very well, On Thi Tue, you have courage." Luc Thua An looked at me for a few seconds, his voice gradually cooled. "Tomorrow I will go abroad." "If you come to the airport to see me off, I will pretend this never happened." "If not, we will end here." Having finished speaking, Luc Thua An turned and left. "Bang" with a sound. The tool room door was locked again. anymore. The sound of footsteps gradually went away. I don't know how much time passed when there was a sound outside the door again. Tham Van Kieu returned. She wanted to see my pitiful appearance. She didn't have a key, so she could only lie face down by the window and look inside. It was very dark in the tool room, she couldn't see clearly. But from the crack in the door came a strange smell. Tham Van Kieu wrinkled her nose and called out: "On Thi Tue?" She called a few more times but still did not receive an answer, a bad premonition immediately rose in her heart. She turned on her phone's flashlight, the light passed through the glass door, shining on me lying on the ground. I still maintained the same position as before I died, my eyes were unwillingly opened, my pupils had disintegrated, and on the ground were blood streaks scratched by my fingers. Her body had been stiff for a long time, and her skin was even covered in an unusual blue-purple color. "Ah!" She screamed in panic, and the next second she quickly covered her mouth. She was so scared that she was shaking, not expecting that I would actually die. But very quickly, she forced herself to calm down. The body must be treated first. If anyone else finds out, she will go to jail! Her mind is running wild

act quickly. She remembered Mr. Ly, the school security guard who was deeply in debt due to gambling. She immediately called Mr. Ly, her voice trembling: "Uncle Ly, I... I need your help." "I'll give you one hundred thousand." The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds, then a hoarse voice rang out. "What's going on?" Late at night, Mr. Ly pushed a cart full of trash to the door of the tool room. He opened the door. Tham Van Kieu followed behind, not daring to look inside. Old Ly walked in, and not long after pulled me out into the black plastic tarpaulin, violently threw me onto the car. "This matter cannot be hidden from the school." Old Ly wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The head of the department is short of money, you can drag him into the water with me. Just this money..." Tham Van Kieu gritted his teeth, took out a card from his pocket again. "Money is not a problem, just handle everything cleanly." Old Ly smiled and agreed. Italy. He pushed the cart towards the most remote corner of the school, where there was an abandoned underground cold storage. The door opened, a cold air immediately hit my face. I was thrown hard to the ground by them. The cold storage door closed again, everything returned to dead silence. The next day, Quy Dien waited for a long time in the VIP room at the airport. The WeChat interface is completely empty. I didn't come either. Tham Van Kieu sat next to him, pretending to accidentally speak: "Mr. Quy Dien, are you still angry with Thi Tue?" "Her personality is like that, usually she likes to use this method to manipulate others. Don't pay attention to her, just leave it alone for a few days."2 "If she understands half as much as you do, how good would it be." "Just send me whatever you like. If she doesn't know how to appreciate it, someone else will naturally appreciate it." Quy Dien's mouth was stiff. said. Tham Van Kieu smiled and hugged his arm. "Then thank you, Quy Dien." At this moment, his phone vibrated. That was a notice posted from the school forum. The title is extremely eye-catching. 【The student Wen Thi Tue, grade twelve, first grade, for personal reasons, has completed the procedure to reserve his academic results and go abroad for fun.】 The official document was stamped in red, and even kindly reminded parents to pay attention to their children's mental health issues. Quy Dien stared at the notice, his fingers gradually tightening. Very good. He smiled coldly, opened my WeChat profile picture, chose to block and then delete, the action was seamless without any hesitation. … My parents are abroad expanding the family business. They're used to my occasional tantrums, but I've never been out of touch for more than five days. By Friday, my phone was still unanswered. A bad premonition gradually spread in my mother's heart. She immediately contacted my homeroom teacher. The homeroom teacher's explanation was identical to the school's announcement. "Mrs. On, don't worry. Classmate On Thi Tue just had a small conflict with her friends so she went out to relieve herself and will return soon." "The reservation application was filled out by her, we have verified it." On's mother hung up the phone, her face heavy. She understands me. No matter how angry I am, I will not worry my family. There's definitely a problem with this! "Book the nearest flight, let's go home immediately." On's father looked at her pale face, didn't ask any more questions, but immediately arranged the itinerary. Elsewhere, Quy Dien's anger has almost subsided. While passing by a luxury goods store, he stopped in front of a necklace as if possessed by a ghost. It is this year's newest "Star Tears" model, with an extremely unique design. He thought I would like it. He swiped the card and placed the necklace in the velvet box.

He thought that after returning home, as long as I bowed my head and apologized, he would reluctantly give me this necklace and forgive me for causing this unreasonable trouble. But for some reason, he always had a feeling of insecurity, even a little resentment. The day to return home is approaching, but my circle of friends still hasn't made any moves. He sent a WeChat message asking Tham Van Kieu: "Has On Thi Tue contacted you?" Tham Van Kieu quickly responded. 【Kieu Kieu: Yes, she is currently having fun in Europe.】 Tham Van Kieu sent a screenshot. It was a photo of the friend circle of an account with the same name and profile picture as mine. In the post there are nine photos of tourist destinations in Europe. The status line reads: 【I'm in a bad mood so go out to relax, don't bother.】 Posted three days ago. After watching, anger immediately flared up in Quy Dien's heart. He's so busy here that he's scratching his head, and I'm fine, having fun outside. What a heartless, heartless lady. I don't even know how to ask him if he's tired or not! He took the box containing the necklace and aggressively threw it into the hotel's trash can. Anger billowed in my chest. He tightened his grip on the phone, his knuckles turning white from the force. But he didn't know that he wouldn't be able to wait for me forever. …That evening. As soon as my parents got off the plane, they immediately sent someone to investigate my entire schedule in the past week. The results showed that since entering school a week ago, I seemed to have disappeared from the world. There are no records of accommodation, consumption or travel. Furthermore, they also found my ID and passport in the room. Even the asthma inhaler is sitting in a drawer. My father worriedly called the school and asked for my flight information. The head teacher on the other end of the line clearly paused, then his voice immediately rose. "The plane ticket was not booked by the school, how would we know!" 3 "The last place Tue Tue appeared was the school!" My father tried to suppress his anger, continuing to question with clear arguments: "We are parents but have not received any information about her wanting to go abroad, yet the school went one step ahead and announced Notice of retention of academic results!" "Don't you think this needs an explanation?" The head teacher on the other end of the line clicked his tongue and began to speak in a sarcastic tone. "Explanation? Children these days have a lot of opinions. What if he ran out to play with some wild boy and forgot to tell his family?" He laughed coldly, with a disdainful tone: "Besides, we are the school, not his parents, so why do we still have to take care of him?" Where have you been for twenty-four hours?" After saying that, without waiting for my parents to speak, the other party hung up the phone with a "click". Hearing the beeping sound in the receiver, my father was so angry that his whole body trembled. But On's mother smelled an unusual smell. In this city, the person who can make me disappear without a sound, and at the same time make the school appear to hide it, other than the Quy family, they can't think of a second person. The elder of the Quy family will not do anything to me. But Quy Dien… … On's father was able to check Quy Dien's flight back home. He helped On's mother, who was almost collapsed, and ran directly to the airport. At the exit of the VIP area. Quy Dien was surrounded by a group of bodyguards and walked out. He wore a well-tailored suit and a cold expression. On's mother pulled away from On's father's hand and rushed forward. Before everyone's surprised eyes, she knelt down in front of him with a thud.