Hugo looked at the little Jenny in front of him, he was speechless for a while, and his mind was full of thoughts that he couldn't say a word, he never knew that he would be asked by a child's words, even if he searched his whole mind, he couldn't find a suitable answer to respond to little Jenny.

Hugo avoided his gaze in a panic like an idiot, and twice tried to open his mouth to make a little sound, only to find that he did not know what to explain to the little girl in front of him, who was only five years old, "what is death". To be more precise, he himself could not accept death, the fragility and incompetence in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death always made Hugo weak, and even today, he still can't forget the pale face on the night of Zhang Xiaoye's death.

"Jenny, do you know what death is?" Hugo slowly straightened his back, plucked up the courage to look at the little girl's emerald green eyes, which were now as helpless and dazed as they easily broke Hugo's defenses.

Little Jenny nodded, her lips squirmed, and said, "It's that I'll never see my mother again, and I'll never be able to play with other friends." But I don't want to ...... like that," little Jenny lowered her head listlessly and muttered sadly, "I don't want to be separated from my mother, and I don't want to be separated from my friends......"

All the words were clogged in his throat, Hugo looked away in a panic, not wanting the wolf in his eye socket to be seen by little Jenny, he should be strong, he should encourage little Jenny, he should give little Jenny hope, but he found ...... Every word is so tough.

Hugo felt a person approaching beside him, then squatted down, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jessica Hansen's sad and haggard face, Jessica gently held little Jenny's curled up right hand, "Jenny, do you know, your mother and friends definitely don't want you to leave, they don't want to be separated from you, you are so beautiful, no one wants to give you up." So, you won't be separated from your mother, and if you don't have it, your mother will be miserable......"

Jessica's gentle but urgent words caused tears to fall from little Jenny's eyes one by one, onto the back of Hugo's hand, the hot heat almost burning his skin, but he could only stiffen in place.

"Is that really the case? But why did Hayes leave? Is Hayes dead? Is he dead? Little Jenny asked with tears streaming down her face, and the weak and immature words that left all the adults speechless.

Hugo wiped the tears that slipped from his cheeks, but the tears could not stop, one after another. Even if he knew that he and little Jenny were just strangers, he was just a passer-by in little Jenny's life, a volunteer with a name and code, after that, he would disappear into little Jenny's life, and little Jenny would have to struggle on the line of death.

But it was this fact that stung Hugo even more, and it turned out that his efforts and persistence were nothing more than sympathy from little Jenny's point of view. It was just a simple afternoon for him, but for little Jenny, it was one of the few moments worth remembering in her short life, and the two of them were strangers who had nothing to do with each other from then on. So indifferent, so cold, so cruel, that Hugo had no power to fight back.

The nurse standing next to the wheelchair was also a little overwhelmed, she opened her mouth to try to persuade little Jenny, but the words were also stuck in her throat, and her face was incomprehensibly obscure, but she finally turned her head.

Jessica looked at the little Jenny in front of her, she couldn't cry, but she still tried to show a bright smile, "Jenny, you know what? Hayes has gone to see God, and he will live happily ever after in heaven, where he will have many friends to play with. ”

Little Jenny froze in place, gradually quieted down, and then tried to touch the colored windmill with her left hand, but her hand did not have much strength, and finally slipped down, and landed weakly on the back of Hugo's hand, the fluttering bone almost like a feather.

Hugo frantically wiped the tears from his cheeks and smiled hard, but the mist in his eyes blurred his vision, and Hugo took the windmill and put it in little Jenny's hand. Gently holding little Jenny's left hand, I wanted to exert myself, but I was worried that I would accidentally break this glass-like little hand, so I could only do my best to warm little Jenny with the temperature of my palm.

"Hugo......" Little Jenny's weak voice sounded low, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her green eyes were covered with a thin mist, looking at Hugo's face full of hope, "You say, does God like good children the most?" Hayes was a good boy, he always took medicine obediently, he would talk to me when I was sad, and he would not cry even when he hung up the needle, but comforted his mother. Does God like a good boy like Hayes the most? ”

Oh, God. For the first time, Hugo truly felt the power of religion, which was not only a belief, but also a sustenance and a reliance, and if God could really give these fragile beings enough strength to persevere, Hugo would also be willing to believe in the existence of Jesus Christ.

"Of course," Hugo smiled brightly at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't stop the tears, he smiled stupidly like a fool, "God likes a cute and well-behaved child like Jeanne." ”

"But I'm not good, I'm not good at all." The tears in Little Jenny's eyes slid down like pearls with broken threads, "Hugo, I'm really a bad boy, I cried with an injection today, and my disobedience made my mother sad, and the nurse was also sad, I'm a very bad and terrible child, so, can God not take me away?" Can't he let me stay? ”

Jessica's words broke Jessica's heart, she buried her cheeks in her hands, tears falling to the ground through her fingers, mottled into a large water stain. The nurse, who had long been accustomed to life and death, stood aside, and couldn't bear to look away, breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down.

Hugo looked at the despair and sadness in little Jenny's eyes, and the fist of his left hand couldn't help but clench and clench again; The right hand holding Jenny's little hand patted the back of Jenny's hand lightly, and adjusted her breathing a few times before she could speak smoothly, "Jenny, do you know? I used to think that my life had come to an end, that all my opportunities were over, and that I was almost going to give up. But I didn't, I gritted my teeth and persevered. ”

"Will it be painful?" Little Jenny asked, sobbing with watery eyes.

"Yes, it hurts, so painful that I can't help but cry." Hugo's words made little Jenny chuckle, but the smile was so weak that Hugo couldn't bear to cry anymore, so he could only pull out an ugly smile, "But I still persevered, waited until the opportunity appeared again, and then went all the way to my dream." Jenny, do you have a dream? ”

Little Jenny looked down and thought about it, then gently touched the rainbow windmill in her hand, "I want to be a pilot." ”

"Pilot, this is a great dream." The smile on Hugo's lips completely bloomed, and although tears still slid down his cheeks, the hope in those eyes bloomed from the depths of his heart. "So, you should work hard towards your dreams, do your best to fight, get closer to your dreams, and get closer to your dreams......"

"But what if I fail?" Little Jenny asked seriously, although her eyes were still glistening with tears, but the tears never slipped down again.

"Then enjoy the process of getting closer." Hugo gently squeezed little Jenny's little hand, "But Jenny is really good, become a pilot?" That's a lot better than me. So, I'm sure Jenny will be able to do it, you say? ”

Little Jenny's tear-stained little face showed a shy smile, shallow, but with infinite warmth. But this smile made Hugo extremely sad.

Hugo knew, he always knew, that there were too many people in this world who needed help, not to mention standing in the perspective of a saint to shine on the world or something, there were countless people around him waiting for help. People who have endured natural disasters and are waiting for their families to rebuild, people who have suffered from famine and drought and have not been able to eat, and people who have suffered from diseases and are unable to do anything...... It's like this thin but strong soul in front of me.

The eldest of these children was only 14 years old, and the youngest was only 3 years old, and they could not be considered to have started their lives at all, but they stumbled at the starting line. No matter how magnificent the family background is, no matter how large the network background is, it is as helpless in the face of illness, not to mention that there are many poor families who are already struggling to maintain even the most basic life for their children.

For Hugo, it may be just a gesture, maybe it's just a check, but it can help ten or twenty families; It can also help advance the research and development of diseases and drugs, which can even help thousands of families. Hugo clearly knows that his current achievements and net worth certainly have his own hard work factors, but in the final analysis, they still come from these ordinary people, so he needs to reciprocate with practical actions.

Charity, even if it is for show, even for peace of mind, it needs the accumulation of every strength, because one after another seemingly small forces are gathered to change the world. And how much power there is, how much responsibility there is. It is only to this day that Hugo truly feels the weight of this burden.

Seeing the nurse pushing the back of little Jenny away, Hugo just stood still, motionless. Suddenly, the colorful windmill stretched out on the left side of the wheelchair, and with the nurse's pace of pushing the wheelchair forward, the windmill began to blow slowly, from slow to fast, and it was gently turning, and the colorful color turned into a blurry ribbon, bathed in sunlight and looked like a real rainbow.