Charles was surprised that Lily had been with him for so long, and this was the first time she had asked him for a salary.

"Didn't you just pull me to buy anything you needed to buy before?"

Lily lowered her ears to tell Charles that she had seen James's wife handing out stale bread to the poor Shadow Island refugees, and that she wanted to do the same.

"Mr. Charles, let's help them, they are so pitiful, I see that some people are so hungry that they go to the garbage heap to pick up what the rats don't eat to fill their stomachs, so pathetic. Lily pulled Charles's finger and shook it coquettishly.

"So many people, can you help me?"

"That'...... That's one that can help one.,It's really uncomfortable to be hungry.,And jumping out tells the sewers that there have been a lot of dead people lately.。 ”

Charles thought for a moment, wrote a check and handed it to Lily, "This is your money, don't take it all out, let that kid Dip open an account with you at the bank." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Charles, you're so nice!" Lily excitedly grabbed the check and quickly left with her mouse friends.

"Do we have enough money? Richard's voice rang in his head.

"That's the salary she deserves, whatever she does, the echo is of no use to us, and besides, we won't be here much longer," Charles said, pulling out his sketchpad and starting to paint.

Richard's voice faded from his mind, and Charles's prosthetic leg suddenly moved on its own, picked up another paintbrush and began to shoot left and right.

Two brushes kept filling in the drawing board, and gradually a happy and laughing family of four appeared on the drawing board.

But except for a young man inside, the faces of the other three were very hazy.

Charles thought that Lily's affair was over, but he didn't expect that night, his gunner came back crying very much.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked, putting down his paintbrush and turning to the white mouse wiping his tears.

"Woo, they ...... They robbed me of my bread... I asked them to take it one by one, and they wouldn't listen to me and rob me of my money......"

"Are you alright?" Charles grabbed Lily in the palm of his hand and checked it with his tail turned inside and out.

"It's all right, my friends bit them, Mr. Charles, why? I was helping them. Lily, who was doing a handstand, asked Charles.

Seeing that Lily was not injured, Charles put her on the ground, "There are not so many whys, don't go next time, keep those echo coins to buy snacks for yourself." ”

Hearing Charles's words, Lily frowned and sat on the carpet playing with her tail. She really didn't understand why this was happening, she was helping them, why they were robbing their bread.

Time passed, and the brown mice next to them were already lying on the carpet with their heads and tails closed, but Lily still couldn't figure it out.

Looking at Lily's tangled look, Charles shook his head, put down the paintbrush in his hand, grabbed her in the palm of his hand, walked to the window and pushed it open

"Do you think that these people should thank you for their pity and help them?"

"yes, they're hungry, and I give them something to eat, shouldn't they say thank you to me? ”

"Who told you that poor people are good people? Some people don't care about what is good and what is bad in order to survive, and some people they do their best to live. ”

Charles looked at a little beggar on the street, only seven or eight years old, scratching a sailor's clothes with a blade, and his big bright eyes were long devoid of innocence, full of greed for money.

The next second the beggar's actions were discovered by the sailor, who picked up the little beggar and threw it to the ground, not caring at all about the thief's young age, raised his right foot and kicked him directly in the chest.

Faced with this horrific scene, the crowd around them was very indifferent, only spreading out a little to avoid the blood spat out of the thief's mouth from splashing on themselves.

The thief who vomited blood trembled and crawled towards an old man who was smoking a cigarette butt, his bloody lips open as if begging for something.

The old man gave him an indifferent look, threw the butt of his cigarette into the sewage in front of the boy, stood up and turned away.

"In this world, we can only protect ourselves, at most we can protect the people around us, other people's affairs, we can't manage well, they look pitiful, but in this world, who is not pitiful? People living in the world themselves suffer sin. ”

Charles' hand ran its hand over the smooth hair on Lily's back.

The little paw of the white mouse standing in Charles's palm clenched tightly, and he stared at the thief on the ground who no one cared about.

Just when Charles thought he had convinced his gunner, Lily squeaked a few times, and the brown rats lying on the carpet quickly rushed out.

Soon, Charles saw the rats quickly drag the little boy from the ground into the corner of the street.

Lily removed Charles's hand and shook her head vigorously at Charles. "Mr. Charles, you are wrong, Dad told me that a person lives in this world not only for himself, people can help each other to make this world a better place!"

Lily jumped from Charles's palm to the ground, and said with some emotion: "Even if they don't say thank you to me, I will help them! Mr. Charles, don't stop me!"

Looking at the little mouse's fried appearance, Charles chuckled. "I won't stop you, since you want to do it, then you can go, just remember to buy some fish and mushrooms for those people, it will help everyone, bread is too expensive, and the cheapest black flour is grown in fresh water." ”

Lily was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously and turned around and rushed out the door.

Looking at the bustling street outside the window, Charles exhaled slowly, Lily's character is nobler than his.

The events of that day passed quickly in Charles's mind, and whatever Lily did in her refugee relief work, as long as she was happy.

But as time passed, a legend began to circulate in the port area.

A legend is about the Mouse Angels, who are the patron saints of homeless children and beggars, and they give food to the hungriest children.

"It's a good job. In the warm room, Charles said to the white mouse next to him holding an oyster.

Lily smiled. "I sent them one by one while they were sleeping, so that the food I sent was delivered to everyone, and no one was hungry. ”

Charles continued his painting to make Lily happy, and the money was well spent.

"Mr. Charles, what are you doing at the beach while you sleep?"

Lily's words made Charles's paintbrush pause, "Did you see me go to the beach?

"Hmm. Lily nodded her little head. "My friends have seen you several times and jumped off the roof. ”