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An unexpected car accident took my Stepfather's life. All the happiness we once had shattered on that day. My mother was deeply affected by this tragedy, spending her days silently sitting in a corner, her gaze vacant as she stared into the distance. Watching this scene broke my heart as well.
Jiang Zixuan quickly composed himself, suppressing his grief. The house was in chaos, with him being the only man left. He knew he had to be strong and take on the responsibilities of the family. He approached me and said, "Don't worry about things at home. Just focus on going to school."
I noticed his eyes were red, and I understood he was hurting too. "Brother, I'll stay here with you," I whispered to him. In truth, my feelings for my Stepfather weren't very deep, but I could empathize with his pain because I had also experienced the loss of a father.
Jiang Zixuan shook his head. "Your most important task right now is to study; you don't need to worry about anything else." With that, he began to help me pack my school bag.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and stepped out of the house, but my heart was anything but calm. I didn't know how my Stepfather's passing would change our lives. Would we continue living together, or would we drift apart like floating weeds?
As I walked down the street, I couldn't help but glance back at our front door. Jiang Zixuan stood there, watching me leave. In that moment, I suddenly realized that the relationship between Jiang Zixuan and me had transformed; it was no longer just a simple sibling bond. He felt more like someone I could rely on, someone who could bring happiness into my life.
The next day, my mother broke down emotionally and chose to escape from it all. After packing her belongings, she left without looking back, abandoning me here without telling me where she was going.
The mess at home was left to me and Jiang Zixuan. My mind was in turmoil; on one hand, I was grappling with the death of my Stepfather, and on the other, I had been abandoned by my own mother. I felt a sense of panic, unsure of what to do.
I turned to Jiang Zixuan, who looked at me gently and said, "Jin Yu, don't be afraid. I’m here for you." Despite his young age, he took on the responsibility of our small family. He meticulously arranged the details for my Stepfather's funeral and contacted a lawyer to handle the inheritance issues.
He was busy every day, yet he never forgot to take care of me. He even temporarily withdrew from school. Each day when he returned, he cooked for me and tirelessly tidied up our home. Gradually, I began to forget the pain of being abandoned by my mother and started to rely on him.
However, we were still young and didn’t understand many things. Just after handling all matters related to my Stepfather's passing, relatives from the Jiang family suddenly showed up with a loan contract, claiming that my Stepfather had borrowed money from them before his death. They had hired a lawyer to freeze all the inheritance that was supposed to be ours.
A few days later, our house was taken away from us. Just like that, we were driven out by those predatory relatives. Jiang Zixuan and I stood on the empty street, penniless and lost, not knowing where to go. We had become homeless.
Standing there on the street, I felt a wave of fear wash over me. Jiang Zixuan looked at me, holding my hand tightly and said resolutely, "Jin Yu, don’t be afraid. I will find a way." He added firmly, "As long as I'm alive, I will never give up on you."
"I can go work, and you can continue with your studies."
Jiang Zixuan held my hand tightly; at that moment, he became my only support. The streets were bustling with traffic, and people were busy with their own lives, while we felt like two orphans forgotten by the world.
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