Chapter 1: Memories
The heavy fist smashed the glass, and the boy stared at the broken mirror, the fragments embedded in his skin, the mirror reflecting his deep eyes, and he stared at the mirror, and the mirror stared at him......
It was a snowy night, and 8-year-old Lu Yi looked out the door, holding his 100-point report card in his hand, expecting his parents to come back and see the candy he had been rewarded with for his excellent results. The sound of cars in front of the door made the basement where they lived instantly surrounded by noise, and before the car could stop, Lu Yi rushed out, and the marks of bare feet were carved on the snow, and the familiar scene made all this a little abrupt.
Seeing his parents, Lu Yi ran to his mother excitedly, and before he could unfold the test paper, he was kicked away by his adoptive father.
"Fuck off, annoying thing"
Snowflakes dripped on Lu Yi's face, which was already covered with asphalt, and melted into his blood, and the strength of 5 days of sleepless sleep made him completely dissipate even to get up. In a trance, he heard a conversation, a conversation made of greed
"Pack your things, we're going to America!"
"Are you sure their method works?"
"How many people have made a fortune, how can it be unreliable"
"What about the kid?"
"Leave it to the old thing, I took all her money"
The December snowflakes lasted overnight. The next day, Lu Yi opened his eyes, and a white-bearded old man with a red hat on his head smiled softly in front of him
"Sweet child, what do you want?"
Lu Yi couldn't spit out a sound, he anxiously searched around, it seemed that it was no longer a cold basement, a warm fireplace, fresh water, everything was like never before, and of course, blueberry pie
"Do you want to ask me how I know you like blueberry pie and of course you like candy because I'm Santa Claus"
, Lu Yi's eyes showed a hint of brilliance, that was the story he heard when he was 4 years old, Santa Claus would drive a sleigh composed of four elk, giving the children the most desired gift, Lu Yi looked at the kind old man, he opened his mouth, and his hoarse voice slowly appeared
"Santa, can I have money?"
"Child, money can't buy everything"
"But my family needs money, and as long as we have it, we can move into a big house and not have to run around anymore."
The child's sincere wishes touched the old man, but she could not do anything about it, and his father was probably already in the United States at this time, throwing his name for the sake of profit. There was a knock at the door, the old man limped against the wall, slowly opened the door, and the wind and snow blew away her Santa hat,
"Are you Lu Yi's grandmother?"