That day, he saw his mother jump off the balcony, and the last thing he was left with was that back.

A bleak and helpless back.

The height of the fifth floor is enough to shatter a vase, let alone this flesh and blood person...

It was raining heavily that day, and it didn't take long for a group of passers-by to gather downstairs. He stood alone, holding his crying sister in his arms. He only felt that his eyes were moist, his nose was sour, and tears flowed down his face to his round face, and that was the first time he knew: tears were salty and useless.

The cry of his sister and the sound of the rain were mixed in his ears, and the noisy human voice spread in his ears, but he seemed to be unable to hear it, the world suddenly became very quiet, and there was a voice in his heart calling him desperately!

Be strong-

Becoming stronger--

Since that day, he seems to have changed as a different person.

When the other children were studying hard, he put his limited years into society, he relied on various methods to make money, helping the owner in the small restaurant to serve dishes, and when he was about fourteen or fifteen years old, he relied on his still thin body to do manual work, and every time he came home, he had many blisters in his hands, and it was at that time that he discovered the strangeness of Yuanyuan.

Albinism.

He felt like his world was going to fall apart.

No one could save him from the darkness.

And so he sank all the way down, deeper and deeper...

The neighbors talked behind his back that he was a child who was not raised by his parents and was full of bad luck, and the older foremen in the place where he worked were angry with the leader, and they had to vent their anger on him every day.

He always endured it with patience at first, but there is a limit to everything, and finally one day...

He completely lost hope in this cold and unforgiving society, began to rebel against anyone who hurt him and his sister, and gradually became cold and crazy, he learned to fight, and learned to bury his true heart.

This made him who he is now.

But he still doesn't have any money...

He thinks about money and goes crazy, only money can save Yuanyuan's life, only money can sustain their life...

When he heard about MB's job, he hesitated for a long time, but he watched his sister's condition deteriorate day by day, so he accepted the job silently.

"Brother!"

Lu Yuanyuan stretched out his little hand and waved it in front of him.

Lu Xiaofeng came back to his senses at this time, looking at the little girl who was close at hand, he hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and took out the reward he earned today from his pocket of his clothes.

The guest was really generous, and he gave two thousand five at once, and he probably understood the situation there, a red card, one ye two thousand is already great.

Not to mention the fact that there are two thousand and a half for "pouring wine" alone.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know, if he let other MBs know, he would probably have to be jealous and jealous, and his eyes would be red!

He took a deep breath and spoke softly:

"Yuanyuan, will my brother take you to the hospital tomorrow? You can't delay any longer..."

Lu Yuanyuan looked at the money in his hand and didn't speak.

Although she is only 11 years old, she also knows how much her brother has done for herself and this family over the years. Money, it's easy to say, it's really hard to earn, "Brother, where did you get so much money?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng touched her face, "Don't worry about it so much, promise your brother to treat your illness with peace of mind, is it okay?" ”