One day in the early summer of 1996, Zhou Ju was born in the city's maternal and child health hospital. Other children were born out of the delivery room like stars holding the moon, surrounded by a bunch of relatives and elders, full of love, but when it was Zhou Ju's turn, she only had time to be simply cleaned by the nurse, and no one cared about her when she was placed in the crib.

All the attention of the parents was on the little bit of umbilical cord blood, on the sister who was lying in the ICU ward because the condition had worsened for more than half a year, and on the last faint hope of recovery, and did not pay attention to whether the little girl who had just been born was hungry, thirsty, and cold.

Hungry and crying, crying tired, tired of sleeping, Zhou Ju in infancy has no memory, but the doctors and nurses who take care of her have, they take turns feeding her some fresh milk, so that she can survive healthily.

It wasn't until my sister recovered and was discharged from the hospital a few months later, and the whole family was happy when they went home that they remembered the extra Zhou Ju, a by-product of umbilical cord blood.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Ju has only one identity in the eyes of her parents: a role that exists for her sister to live better.

"When Luo Qi was just born, she was only so big like a kitten, and her crying was very small, I was not in good health at that time, and she had not eaten a mouthful of breast milk since she was born, and she was weak and sick since she was a child. Ju, we are all old, and your sister will have to be taken care of in the future. We chose to give birth to you in the first place to save your sister's life and to give your sister a companion. This man must know how to be grateful. Zhou Ju's biological mother Luo Jinxiu said.

"Your sister doesn't live an easy life, she is not like you, she has a good body, she always makes people feel distressed all day long, we parents are inevitably partial, you are a sensible child, you can't fight with your sister." Father Zhou Hankun said.

"Ju, my sister can only eat her parents' old books in this life, there is no way, who makes me uncompetitive in this body, and I can't even do my normal work? You're my own sister, you can't see my sister go hungry and beg for food in the future, right? Sister Zhou Luoqi said.

After Zhou Ju was admitted to college, several people took turns to talk to Zhou Ju, speaking of which, there is only one meaning, that is, this family belongs to my sister, and it has nothing to do with her Zhou Ju, she Zhou Ju will have a bad time in the future, I'm sorry, that's because I don't have the ability, I'm good, it's what you should do to take care of your sister, if it weren't for my sister's need for treatment, who would have had more children? It's okay to find something to do for yourself. Zhou Ju understands.

In her freshman year, Zhou Ju went home once, and after her parents paid her tuition, she looked like she was sweeping away, how cheeky was she to go back and ask them for living expenses? So she traveled around Shishi, helping people as tutors, washing dishes, and earning enough living expenses.

If life goes on like this, Zhou Ju will treat herself as an orphan without father and mother, and she can still live her life, but unfortunately, the "relatives" who abandoned her like a shoemaker when she was useless were entangled again when they could use her.

Freshman summer vacation.

Zhou Ju took three jobs as a tutor, and went to the supermarket as a promoter at night, tired like a dog every day, and couldn't wait to go back to the bedroom and fall asleep. No way, if she doesn't work hard, her tuition and living expenses for the next academic year will not be settled, the most tragic thing is that she has a father and a mother, and the family income is not low, she is not even eligible to apply for a bursary, who else can she rely on except herself?

It was a Saturday, one of the hottest days in Shishi, there was no air conditioning in the dormitory, Zhou Ju reversed two buses before coming back, and when she threw herself on the bed, she felt that she was a little heatstroke, and after struggling to drink a few sips of water, she fell asleep.

The broken phone struggled to make a screeching sound, waking up Zhou Ju, who had already fallen asleep, reluctantly, and finally telling her that she needed a mobile phone and had no money to replace it, so that she would stop her urge to smash it.

Maybe someone responded to her recent post on the same city network and asked her to be a tutor. With such a good wish, Zhou Ju forced herself to wake up. But that number, familiar but unfamiliar, was my mother's number.

Does my mother miss her too? Although I know that my parents have always been indifferent to her, but I haven't seen her for so long, they will miss her, right? Otherwise, how could they call?

Zhou Ju couldn't help but smile and picked up the phone: "Hey, Mom." ”

"Ju, come to the hospital quickly, your sister was hit by a car, and now she is not in a good condition." On the other end of the phone, the mother's voice was full of tiredness and sadness that could not be concealed, urging Zhou Ju to come quickly.

Something happened to my sister? Zhou Ju couldn't help but feel nervous, when she was young, her sister was still good to her, there were delicious things at home, and her sister would secretly leave some for her behind her parents' back, although when she grew up, her sister was always a little jealous of her sister who was in good health because of her weaker identity than ordinary people, and the two were estranged, but the fact that blood connection could not be changed.

Zhou Ju still felt sorry for this frail and sick sister, and repeatedly promised that she would definitely go over immediately, put down the phone, and rushed out of the school gate, took a taxi that she was absolutely reluctant to take in normal times, and went to the hospital.

Twenty minutes later, Zhou Ju arrived at the hospital, thinking that what she had just given the driver was her half a week's food fee, she was a little distressed, but after seeing the anxious appearance of her mother pacing back and forth at the entrance of the hospital, this distress was nothing, and my sister must have been injured a lot.

Mother came up and grabbed Zhou Ju, her eyes flowed down: "Ju, you must save your sister, if something happens to her, how can I live!" Chrysanthemum! ”

The worries about my sister's rise were all poured cold by my mother's words.

"What the hell is wrong with my sister? What did you call me for? Zhou Ju's tone was cold, but the mother, who had already cared about the chaos, didn't hear the strangeness of her little daughter at all, or if she heard it, she didn't care at all.

"Your sister was hit by a car very badly, the liver bleeding can't be stopped, the doctor recommends transplanting a functional and healthy liver after removal, Ju, you must save your sister, Ju, you are your mother's only hope."

Do you want a piece of her liver? Last time it was umbilical cord blood, this time it was liver, what about next time? Kidney? Spleen? Heart? Mother, mother, is it true that in your eyes, I have always been an accessory because of my sister's needs? When will you find out? Your youngest daughter, when you neglected her, had already grown into an adult woman with an independent personality?

Zhou Ju's first thought was to refuse.