In a low-rise low-rent housing area, in a room in a low-rise bungalow area on the periphery, a girl with red hair and freckles is muttering something.

Beside her, a boy who looked about as tall as her was eating with his head down.

"Hey, I managed to get you a job, and you have to report on time tomorrow, you know!"

"Also, don't sell what your mother left behind to buy lottery tickets! Those winning messages are all posted to deceive people, don't daydream all day long!"

"I see..."

The boy raised his head slightly, and through the girl's eyes he could see a very handsome young face, but it looked very weak, like a person who had been sick for a long time.

"You can't buy lottery tickets for your salary!" the red-haired freckles girl continued.

"I... I... I—" The boy stammered to say something, but eventually lowered his head.

"I know you have a good idea, I know you need a lot of money, but you can only save it slowly, you know?"

"I'll save it with you!"

The girl got up and patted the boy on the head, then lifted her white hand and walked towards the door:

"My friend asked me out, I will come back as soon as possible, you wash the dishes, you are not allowed to cry secretly, no matter how difficult it is, you still have me!"

"Hmm!" the boy nodded vigorously.

When she went out, the girl blew two breaths of cold air and wrapped up the scarf that had been washed and faded:

"Can't let Bellie know I'm in love with this stupid boy, or she'll laugh at me..."

"But the stupid boy is really good-looking! And he's smarter and more knowledgeable than anyone I know! he's going to shine!"

Raising her fist and cheering up a few words, the girl ran into the night.

Inside, the boy mechanically finished eating, and then mechanically cleaned the house, he didn't light the kerosene lamp, and in the dark night, he was like a balloon that had lost air.

Suddenly, a small bowl fell to the floor, and the boy hurriedly cleaned it up, and accidentally cut a wound on his thumb.

Looking at the dim and cramped room around him, listening to the ticking faucets, the boy suddenly sat on the floor and hugged his legs and cried.

After a few minutes, after venting all the emotions in his heart, the boy wiped away the tears with his hands and patted his face:

"Everything will be fine! Everything will be fine! At least you have a lover, as long as you work hard with her, everything will be fine. ”

At this time, the door of the house shared by the boy and the girl slowly opened, but the boy did not notice that two people were coming to his house due to the sound of the water flowing from the faucet.

When the boy finished cleaning the dishes and floors and walked into the narrow living room, he immediately opened his mouth wide and screamed.

As soon as he screamed, one of the people in the living room covered the boy's mouth.

The two are an adult and a child, the adult wears the mask of Bibo Piggy, and the child wears the mask of the beautiful girl of the stars.

"Don't be afraid, we are the messengers of fate who walk in time. A deep male voice came from the man wearing the Billo Piggy mask.

Then, the little girl wearing the beautiful girl of the stars also made a crisp sound:

"We know you've been in need of a lot of money lately, and we know you've sold all your possessions to buy lottery tickets, but it doesn't matter. ”

"Ahem..."

Seeing that Jingqing did not disguise his voice, Yorkham Jones immediately coughed a few times, and took out two large stacks of walls from under his trench coat and placed them in front of the boy:

"It's 300 wales, and it's a gift of fate. ”

Then Jokham Jones let go of the boy's mouth.

"I... You... You... I—" The boy looked at the huge sum of money in front of him, and for a moment, he couldn't say anything.

"You don't have to explain who you are, you don't have to know who we are, you don't even have to tell us what you want to do. "Jing Jing continues to perform the disguise of a god.

Yorkham Jones answered:

"From now on, this huge sum of money is yours, you can do whatever you want with it, and the only thing we ask you is to forget this story. ”

"Goodbye. He bowed politely and reached out to grab Yorkham Jones' fingers.

"Goodbye. Yorkham Jones bowed politely, and then took him out of the house, and closed the door with his hand.

After ten minutes, the boy who was stunned finally came back to his senses, he picked up the 300 wales in front of him, and pinched his handsome face hard.

"It's true! It's true!"

Lowering his voice and shouting two words, the boy hurriedly knelt on the ground and prayed to the goddess of light.

After praying three times, the boy rushed into the house, took out a roll of duct tape, wrapped 300 wales around his body, and took a pen and paper and wrote:

"Aima, you may not believe it, there is a gentleman who is willing to fund my funds, so I'm going to leave for a few days, I'm going to buy some things..."

"Aima, you must believe me! Although I have lied many times, this time I definitely did not lie, I will be back in a few days, and after that we will be rich, because my idea must be the most genius idea!"

"Aima, when everyone takes me for a fool, only you are willing to encourage me, you are the best gift the goddess has given me, I swear, after that, I will make you the bride that everyone envies!"

"So you have to believe me, I didn't run away, I'll be back soon! When the time comes, I'll hold you hard, I'll kiss you hard, I promise you, definitely!"

After writing the letter and placing it in the place where the girl could most easily find it, the boy wrapped himself in a dark cotton coat and a bowler hat, opened the door and ran into the night.

After a few minutes, the door where the boy and girl were sharing suddenly opened again.

It was not the girl who returned, but Yorkham Jones and Ching, who went up to the letter like thieves and picked it up and read it.

"Jones, what a beautiful love story! With our help, they will be happy!"

"Of course. ”

Pinching the little cutie's face, Yorkham Jones put the letter back in its place, and at the same time had a bad thought in his heart:

"Hehe, if I take the letter away, will it be a different story?"

As soon as the idea came to him, Yorkham Jones hurriedly picked up the badge of light and made a confession:

"Goddess... I'm guilty..."

When he walked out the door again, looking up at the constellations in the night sky, even the red color of war softened a lot, and a certain pressure in Yorkham Jones's heart was suddenly released.

"It seems that I really stole the fate of this boy to win the lottery, and he had a big impact on history... Now that I've completed it, I'm in a much better mood. ”

muttered a few words in his heart, and Yorkham Jones hugged him:

"Let's go, next. ”