In the early morning, Girl opened her eyes in bed.
After lying there in a daze for a while for no apparent reason, Girl calmly sat up.
After a quick wash, Girl packed up the things and homework on the desk, then slung her backpack over her shoulders.
Before leaving, she went next door to take a look.
On the bed, a man lay there like a corpse.
...Or rather, the man's current condition was not much different from that of a corpse.
The man had suffered a stroke. He could neither move nor speak, and only his eyes could turn. He could only lie there in a living hell.
The sound of Girl opening the door woke the man on the bed. When he saw Girl standing in the doorway, his eyes filled with extreme terror and pleading, but Girl turned a blind eye to it.
After pouring a glass of water and placing it by the bed as usual, Girl put on her backpack and left.
—The man lying in bed was her father.
In the past, her father drank himself senseless every day and would beat or curse her at the slightest provocation. But one day, he suddenly suffered a stroke from excessive drinking.
...And then?
Just when she had no idea what to do, reporters came to interview her after hearing the news. Once the report was published, she received widespread attention and donations from society.
The money donated by those kindhearted people was enough to support her through university, and at a fixed time every day, staff arranged by the community came to help care for her father.
Not only that, her grades at school began improving more and more. Her seat had been moved from the last row to the front.
Everything was moving