The man took him by the hand and walked into a room with a large window, filled with the strong smell of potions, and a large bed by the window, on which lay a man motionless.

"My brother is asleep and needs Xiao Mo's help to wake up, is Xiao Mo willing to help my brother?"

At that time, he just wanted to please his new father, live a good life, and then save more money to bring Ding Bao out of the orphanage.

So he nodded.

The next day, eight-year-old Lin Jinmo was sent to the operating table for the first exchange transfusion.

It was a very painful process, during which my mother would gently stroke his cheek and praise him for his bravery and kindness over and over again.

So the operation is a good memory except for the physical pain, after the operation, the housekeeper prepared a hearty dinner, and Zhu Dad and Zhu Mom sat on both sides, with little Lin Jinmo in the middle.

At that moment, he thought that he might really become one in ten million, even if the smart child vaguely guessed that the benefits he got had a price, but at that time he didn't know how heavy the price was.

What followed was another peaceful life, Zhu Dad was very busy, but Zhu Mom accompanied Lin Jinmo to eat almost every day, instructed the kitchen to cook a large table of dishes for him, and kept giving him dishes intimately.

This time is indeed rare for Lin Jinmo, who has been fatherless and motherless since he was a child, and he also had the idea that he might be able to integrate into this family, but the dishes on the table in front of him remind him that he is just a substitute.

It's good to be a substitute, as long as you can live a good life with Ding Bao, Lin Jinmo doesn't mind being a substitute.

At that time, he thought that the reason why he was adopted was just that the parents who loved their son needed an outlet, so Lin Jinmo obediently wore a small suit he didn't like, ate food he didn't like, listened to music he didn't understand, looked at books he couldn't understand, accompanied a mother who pretended to be his own son, and learned to be a substitute for Zhu Jinlu like a well-behaved doll every day.

Later, he learned to play the tunes that Zhu Jinlu was best at, learned the foreign language that Zhu Jinlu mastered, and got used to Zhu Jinlu's tastes and some small details of his daily life.

At that time, he took it seriously as a substitute, and secretly saved the pocket money they gave him, just waiting for enough to pick up Ding Bao to live a good life.

This life lasted for more than two years, during which he frequently went in and out of the hospital to draw blood, received injections, and then fell asleep, and when he woke up, there would be some inexplicable scars on his body, the process was very painful, sometimes the wound hurt so much that he couldn't sleep all night, but before the wound was fully recovered, he would be sent to the operating table again.

That's how he's been for three years.

The little child endured in silence, because after each operation, the Zhu family would give him a pocket money to dispose of by himself.

That amount of money seemed to be a huge amount at the time, not only was there money, but Zhu's mother would also cry and touch Lin Jinmo's face after the operation, saying sorry over and over again, and taking care of him patiently and gently until he fell asleep in pain.

Such sweetness made Lin Jinmo feel that he could continue to endure it.

It wasn't until later that Zhu Jinlu woke up.

At that time, he saw Zhu Jinlu's true appearance for the first time, usually he could only stand on the edge of the bed and look at the child lying on the bed from a distance, but that day he saw the back sitting by the window.

Mother Zhu was sitting beside him, gently holding him in her arms, crying and laughing.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Lin Jinmo's heart did not fluctuate much, on the contrary, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Zhu's mother said that as long as Zhu Jinlu wakes up, then he will no longer have to transfuse blood for surgery every day.

Now that Zhu Jinlu has woken up, does it mean that he will have a much better life in the future?

Just when Lin Jinmo was distracted, Zhu Jinlu, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to him at this time, suddenly turned around slowly.

More than a decade has passed, but he still remembers the situation.

When that face turned around, Lin Jinmo even thought he was dreaming.

The young man in front of him looks almost exactly the same as himself, but his silhouette is more mature and distinct, obviously Lin Jinmo's appearance when he grows up.

He was stunned, standing there stiff, and in an instant there were reasonable explanations for the countless things that had happened.

No wonder Zhu's mother will be so gentle with him, no wonder she will gently stroke him before going to bed, at that time he thought that he was just the same age as Zhu Jinlu to make Zhu's mother miss her child, and now it seems that she completely treated him as Zhu Jinlu at that time.

Is this a coincidence?

Why are there two faces that look exactly the same in the world, not only the facial features and contours, but also the mole on the tip of the nose and the light-colored birthmark on the forehead.

Two identical faces faced each other, and at that moment, the same surprise and shock appeared in Zhu Jinlu's eyes.

Obviously, he didn't know that his younger brother, who had just been adopted, looked exactly like him.

After that, Zhu's mother's attitude towards Lin Jinmo changed.

It's not the kind of change that turns the world upside down, but the little details that are reflected in daily life, such as the good night before going to bed, the dishes on the table and some touches on weekdays, are gone.

I wish my mother became indifferent, but I wish my father's attitude towards him is the same as always.

He would let him go in and out of his study as he did before, take the initiative to take him out to play, and even take him out at some external dinner parties.

Outsiders think that he is Zhu Jinlu, and when others praise him for his talent, Zhu Dad will always smile very happily.

It seems that the adopted substitute in front of him is the most perfect son in his imagination.

After that, Zhu's mother's attitude towards him completely changed.

The way she looked at him went from pampering, to indifference, and finally to disgust and jealousy.

Lin Jinmo was afraid of something, but he also knew that only by staying by Zhu's father's side could he really get rid of the status quo, slowly climb up, and give Ding Bao the best life.

So he worked harder to be a good son of his father, and worked harder to improve his strength.

Just when he thought what he had done would soon pay off, he was sent to the operating room again.

Because Zhu Jinlu fainted, his organs dried up and he needed a lung transplant.

The day before the operation, just when Lin Jinmo thought that he would pass as long as he endured it as before, Zhu Mother came to his room.