The owner of the hands was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She had a round, oval face with delicate, rosy skin that glowed from within. Under her slender eyebrows were bright eyes that sparkled like stars. Her black pupils were like precious jewels freshly retrieved from ice water, shining brilliantly.,Hang up the notice board, Le Yùn tidied her luggage and went downstairs to look for food. The cafeteria wouldn't be serving dinner until later that day, and the school convenience store had food, but it was more expensive. Buying snacks wouldn't fill her up either. She couldn't bear to spend extra money, so she always found cheap and affordable stores to solve her hunger problem.,Drawing her hand back, she used her left hand to pick up what she had touched before. It was a small stone, like a circle with a piece taken out of it, shaped like a semi-circle. It was mottled brown and white.。