Tears were like a flood in Lin Mengru's eyes.
She looked at Brother Lin in the distance.
Unexpectedly, since her mother left this world, she thought she was alone, but she still had a relative.
That relative silently guarded by her side.
Every day, accompanying her to school happily.
For her, he would provoke rich second-generation heirs, beating them until they vomited blood.
He would often cook many delicious dishes for her.
Always silently giving to her.
Even... looking at the determination and softness in those aged eyes, Lin Mengru choked up.
Because! Those eyes, the familiar eyes she always found, she finally remembered.
At the KTV in Huadu, at that time, it was those eyes, guarding in front of her like a god or demon, knocking down every thug who tried to harm her.
Brother, you must have had a hard time.
Brother, it seems you've never had a lavish meal.
Brother, why would you rather wear cheap clothes to buy me bright ones.
