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"Brother, when will Mom wake up? Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here."

A frail little girl stood beside the hospital bed, looking at her mother's sallow face before glancing at her brother beside her and asking softly.

Her brother glanced at their father, hurriedly pulled the girl outside, and comforted her in a low voice. "Be good, Yuanyuan. I'll take you to buy candy in a little while."

After soothing his little sister, the boy walked over to his father, carefully took two hundred yuan from his pocket, handed it over, and lowered his head.

The stubbled man looked at the two hundred yuan before him. At first, rage flared across his face, and he raised his hand to strike, already about to spit out the familiar words: "I told you not to skip school and haul bricks at construction sites! I told you—"

But when the man saw the blisters covering the insides of the boy's fingers, his entire body froze. He took one hundred yuan, forcibly suppressing a sob as he said, "Take the rest back. Take your sister somewhere nice to eat."

"Dad!" The boy seemed to want to say something more, but the man cut him off.

"I told you to go, so go!"

After saying that, he had the boy take away his little sister, who was nearly frightened to tears, while he sat alone beside his wife and wept bitterly.

"A-Wan, am I really so useless? Ah..."

The boy, leading his sister away, looked back at the closed hospital room door. He took her to buy her favorite pastries and watched her eat all the way, licking his lips.

Suddenly, he spotted a flower shop. It did not occupy much space, but its decor was exceptionally interesting. The sign outside, the walls on both sides,