Unable to stand up and dance.
Even his favorite musical instruments were left to gather dust in a corner until the family ran out of money, at which point he took out all his instruments to pawn.
Not a single one was left.
As a mother, how could she not be heartbroken?
She would rather be sick in his place, or even give her own life to restore his health.
"Hahaha, Fourth Brother, you've stood up! That's great! That's great—" Lu Zhili jumped around Lu Jiayan once.
"Not bad! Fourth brother, congratulations on getting back up." Lu Chunhe gently patted Lu Jiayan's shoulder.
Although he was very curious about why his fourth brother was able to stand up, he chose to pretend he didn't know.
"Fourth Brother, congratulations." Lu Yanshu's eyes were red as he held back his tears.
He's a man, he can't cry.
As the person who took the most care of Fourth Brother, Lu Yanshu was the one who most hoped that Fourth Brother could stand up again.
"Jiayan, run towards your dream!" Lu Jingming reached out his hand to his fourth brother, who reached out his hand and they grasped each other's hands tightly.
He knew that his fourth brother still dreamed of playing the piano and making music, and of dancing on stage.
"Dad, Jiayan has stood up." Lu Jingming pulled Lu Jiayan along and jogged to the master bedroom next door to find his father.
Two boys were running freely in the muddy corridor.
Just then, the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, casting golden rays upon every corner of the world.
It also shot down from the damaged roof of the Lu family's house.
It landed on the two boys.
An Wan, who was jogging behind, saw that Lu Jiayan was radiating a faint golden light, as if he were wearing a beautiful and dreamy gauze dress.
She looks just like an angel.
Even though his white shirt was covered in mud and water and had become filthy.
But it doesn't diminish his beauty at all.
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