The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

After leaving the hospital, Wu Tu initially wanted to find work, but he couldn't speak the language, was in poor health, and was too young, so no one was willing to take him in.

The little guy has to sleep on the street.

However, winter in a foreign land is exceptionally cold.

Just when Ulva thought he was going to freeze to death, Cooper came to him.

Cooper took him home.

Because Cooper and he were not related, the little guy was unwilling to accept any more help from Cooper, only asking Cooper to take him in. At Cooper's house, he would try his best to help him with housework, cooking, and washing clothes.

When Cooper got home, he was stunned to see how well the house was organized.

He never expected a twelve-year-old child to be able to do this.

But no matter how much he tried to get closer, the little guy remained curled up, unwilling to take another step.

Cooper eventually forced Ulva to go to school.

He couldn't bear the thought of the little guy living illegally in this country, barely surviving like that.

So he came up with a plan and took the little guy to school.

Even so, Wutu's talent was not buried.

He was still noticed by Onsett and became his prized student, where he began to practice dancing.

Through Onsertin, Utah also reconnected with figure skating.

Once again, the little guy will make his mark as a figure skater.

But this time he became famous even faster, and there was no one by his side who had always protected him.

The adults who saw the value in the black tu were trying to persuade it to naturalize as a citizen, telling it in a tone that could entice a child that it would be offered a generous salary if it accepted their invitation.

"You can do whatever you want then..."

The black rabbit, however, did not react at all.

He maintained a cold and numb demeanor, having no friends, no one he trusted, and the only person he was somewhat close to was Cooper, who took care of him.

Even when Yu Jue first saw Wu Tu, he was startled by the little guy's appearance.

"He's too thin. Every jump he makes now must be like burning his life force."

"His household registration is a minor issue, but his psychological assessment is not up to par. I don't know whether I should let him play, or whether I should include him in the national team..."

As Yu Jue and Cooper chatted, the little guy was right next to them, wrapping his ankles with tape, one loop after another.

Ice skates are too expensive. These were a gift from someone else, and he couldn't bear to exchange them. Even though they didn't fit properly, he insisted on wearing them, even if his toes were blistered. Wutu could endure it.

Because he has nothing left but ice skating.

Because of Yu Jue's hesitation, Wu Tu simply took off her coat, revealing her slender figure, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and black pants, and went ice skating to show him.

At Wutu's age, other children are still playing pieces that are more cute or soft.

But only the black cat was as cold and tyrannical as a king.

The more solitary and indifferent he is, the more powerful his explosive force becomes on the ice.

The kind of performance that almost pulls the audience's heart from heaven to hell, so powerful that it almost tears everything apart, is like the scream of a dying person who is destroying himself.

Yu Jue stared blankly at Wu Tu. In the end, he, an adult, actually felt fear and dread in Wu Tu's eyes.

Later, Yu Jue realized that perhaps it was the fear he felt towards death as seen through the eyes of the crow.

Every time the performance ended, Wu Tu would go to the toilet to wait.

Only in a secluded place could he breathe heavily, feeling his body burning, the aching muscles stretched to their limit, and the pain of his entire skeleton being impacted...

His body was already weakened by that serious illness.

Even if he recovers, the little one doesn't have the means to recover slowly.

So Wu Tu was actually enduring all the aftereffects of curing the serious illness.

He also understood that every time he went ice skating, he was literally risking his life.

With each performance, he moved one step closer to exhausting his life and death.

But Wu Tu still exerted two hundred percent of its strength.

At least he could die on his favorite figure skating rink.

Thinking of this, Wu Tu endured the most intense pain, walked out of the cubicle, and splashed a bucket of cold water on her head.

When he returned, Wutu was back to being the same Wutu who kept his mouth shut, didn't speak to anyone, and acted as if he were invisible.

Cooper followed behind the black rabbit, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

Yu Jue looked at Wu Tu and thought the child was really too crazy and too cold.

All the money that Udo earned from the competition went to Cooper.

Cooper knew perfectly well that the little guy had a soft spot beneath his frozen heart, but he didn't know how to warm it up.

Cooper had no idea that the little guy also carried his will in his backpack at all times, so as not to cause trouble for others when he died.

At that time, Wutu felt that this was how her life would be without her father.

……

But upon hearing Wu Tu recount this dream, the doctor, who had paused there, asked him gently:

Do you believe that what happens in dreams is the only reality?

Wu Tu was silent for a while: "When my father first brought me home, I had this dream every day, so I thought that maybe what I thought was reality was actually an illusion, and the world in my dream was the real one."

The doctor hit the nail on the head:

"Then why didn't you dream about dying?"

"What are you waiting for? Who are you waiting for to find you?"

As Wu Tu looked at the doctor, her thoughts wandered, and she couldn't help but imagine herself in that state, wondering if she could also meet her father.

No... that's just a fantasy.

But another voice in Wutu's mind was saying:

"With that one in ten thousand chance, if it were that penniless crow, would he go looking for it?"

he……

Will do.

……

A crow that has nothing will subconsciously reject everyone around it.

But if his blood relatives really do appear, what will his attitude be?

In short, they definitely won't get along well...

After all, the current Wutu keeps people at arm's length.

In fact, all the students at the school were curious about the black rabbit, but because of its aura, no one dared to take the initiative to chat with it.

Ethan and Yuna, who could have gotten close to him, are now just nodding acquaintances to Ultus.

He devoted everything to skating, and that single-minded dedication made more people realize that Wu Tu was a genius.

But everyone also knows that Wu Tu is a problematic genius.

The little guy always automatically ignores the whispers of those people, as well as their pity and sympathy for him.

Only Onsett would say to him:

"You don't need to care what others say. Art is inherently painful; what normal person makes art?"

The little guy nodded, seemingly not understanding the joke in Onsett's words, and with a serious face, went back to practicing.

Onsett really felt that it was a pity that the little guy, who was so beautiful, didn't smile.

But there's nothing we can do about such a black rabbit.

He could only watch as Wu Tu turned and left.

With his hood pulled up and completely hidden, the black-faced man didn't notice that after he left, a tall and imposing figure entered Ansetin's room.

Ansetin stared at the person in front of him, looking into his blue eyes, and suddenly thought of the black rabbit.

"Tsk, Winston, I have a kid here who looks exactly like you when you were young."

"He's not as monstrous as you are, but it's almost time. He's about to... burn himself to death."

Winston looked at Oncetin expressionlessly:

"I'm not here to listen to your conversation."

Onsett could only helplessly shrug:

"Okay, I'll pass it on. But you're pretty bored anyway, right? How about we go see that kid's performance together?"

"It's the monologue of a madman."