She couldn't forget who had made her home what it was.

She hated Fu Tingyuan.

But what I hate more is myself.

She lived to atone for her sins, and died...... She can't die until the Luo family is well.

Luo Zhiying went in to visit Luo Juntian, and Luo Nanchu leaned against the wall outside the door of the ward in a daze.

The war in the brain is chaotic, and the memories are disturbed like dust.

She remembered the day when the Luo family went bankrupt, her tall father fell ill overnight, her bank card was frozen, her home was emptied, the company changed hands, and she rushed from home to the hospital, but she couldn't pay for the medical bills.

At that time, it was really unaccompanied.

The younger brother is young, the younger sister is still in school, and the relatives and guests who come and go have avoided her like snakes and scorpions, and she almost died in the family.

Luo Nan thought about this, raised her hand and rubbed her temples vigorously, in the middle of summer weather, she was in a cold sweat because of her recollection.

Fortunately, Luo Juntian rescued him.

Although he became a vegetative state, the doctor said that there was a chance that he would wake up, but he just had to wait.

The night her father was pushed out of the operating room, she cried around the corner of the hospital, vowing to live and protect her family even if she fell into hell.

"Sister," Luo Zhiying came out of the ward, she stretched out her hand to hold Luo Nanchu's hand, touched it, and said worriedly, "Sister, your hands are so cold, what's wrong?" She dragged her to a sunny place, "Are you not feeling well?" ”

Luo Nan came back to her senses, she shook her head, then glanced at the ward, and asked in a low voice, "How is Dad?" ”

"It's still like that," Luo Zhiying said, "but his face is much better." It looks a little more rosy than the last time I came. ”

Luo Nanchu smiled, "That's good." ”

She glanced outside, the sun was setting, "Come, I'll take you back to school." ”

"Uh-huh," Luo Zhiying hugged her arm, "Thank you, sister." ”

Luo Nanchu glanced at her, then reached out and flicked her forehead: "Silly girl." ”

*

Luo Nanchu took a taxi to send Luo Zhiying back to school.

She got out of the car, combed her hair, and said softly, "Go in." ”

Luo Zhiying stood at the door and hesitated: "Sister......"

Luo Nanchu looked at her face, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Zhiying shook his head, raised his face and smiled: "It's nothing." I went in. ”

Luo Nanchu grabbed her and frowned: "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Luo Zhiying shook his head and smiled: "No." Sister, I'm going in. ”

Luo Nanchu frowned and stared at her, not letting go.

Luo Zhiying looked at her stern face, lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "...... Sister, I haven't paid the tuition for this semester yet. ”

Luo Nanchu's heart was stabbed.

Luo Zhiying bit her mouth, lowered her head, and said with some guilt: "Sister, I'm too useless." I didn't make much money from my part-time job, and I was cheated. I went to work as a model and they didn't pay me. ”

Luo Nanchu's eyes turned red all of a sudden, she slowly let go of Luo Zhiying's hand, her breathing trembled, she stepped forward to hug her, and rubbed Luo Zhiying's hair vigorously: "Silly girl." You're short of money, why don't you tell me? ”

"Xiao Yi and Dad's medical expenses, my sister has worked very hard." Luo Zhiying raised his eyes and looked at Luo Nanchu, "I'm the same age as you, how can I ask you for money." ”