I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

He Liang was in an extremely good mood.

It wasn't just because he received funding for the expansion of his welfare home, but also because he knew that many children would be able to live a life where they could have enough to eat and wear.

He was absolutely confident that, at least under his management, those children would be better off than before.

He brought the food by bicycle, but seeing that Shen Yan was still using crutches, he decided to take a taxi back.

Let's leave the bicycle at the hospital for now.

When it was time to say goodbye, Zhou Yuting was a little reluctant. After all, the child was really well-behaved. He would eat whatever she bought, he wasn't picky about food, and he didn't make a fuss. She had never seen such a well-behaved child before.

Before leaving, Shen Yan even smiled and said goodbye to her, which was a rare occurrence for him.

Seeing that made Zhou Yuting's heart soften even more, "...Goodbye."

……

Xinxin Welfare Home is not as big as Yangguang Welfare Home, but it has more grass and trees, and the small buildings are painted in bright colors, making it very beautiful.

These patterns were all designed by He Liang's girlfriend, Xue Lili, and they are very childlike.

By this time, the other children had already been transferred over, and Shen Yan was the last one.

He Liang wanted to carry Shen Yan around the yard to familiarize her with the environment, but Shen Yan refused to let him carry her.

Left with no other choice, He Liang had to give up and then took Shen Yan to her dormitory.

The dormitory is on the first floor, with large windows that are bright and allow you to see the view and activity equipment outside.

The room is spacious and accommodates four people.

Compared to the eight-person bunk beds at the Sunshine Welfare Home, the conditions here are much better.

"How about it, not bad."

He Liang, who had just graduated from university, was only 22 years old and still retained some of his youthful spirit. He proudly showed Shen Yan his dormitory.

"This is a desk...and there's a cabinet here..."

After talking for a while, He Liang arranged a bed for Shen Yan. The bed and bedding were all new, and everything was wonderful.

Shen Yan was a man of few words and reserved. He Liang understood his predicament, so he had him sit on the bed and offered him some words of comfort.

"...It's almost the end of the year and there aren't many people around. After the New Year, some kind people will come to adopt you. Don't be afraid, I will be very careful in my selection."

"What happened last time will never happen again. Don't worry, I will definitely find you kind adoptive parents."

"Thank you."

The thank you came so unexpectedly that He Liang chuckled and patted his hair, saying, "Good boy."

……

Everything is going in the right direction.

The bad guys were caught, and Shen Yan was also rescued.

Aside from Xie Yan's illness.

She began to sleep for long periods of time, as if she could never wake up, and the time she was awake became less and less.

She could clearly see Yang Huiyun's bloodshot eyes and the dark circles under her eyes from staying up so long.

Every time Xie Yan woke up, she would gently ask, "Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Is your heart still hurting?"

But every time Yang Huiyun turned around to pour water, Xie Yan would fall asleep again.

When she woke up again, all she saw was an even more haggard Yang Huiyun.

Is this maternal love?

Xie Yan was a little sad.

She knew very well that she was an outsider, and that Yang Huiyun's real daughter was long gone.

Despite being in the body of Yang Huiyun's daughter, she couldn't be there for her and could only follow her predetermined fate step by step.

Xie Yan may have died this time, but in the blink of an eye, she was reborn in the body of a supporting female character and is still living a carefree life.

But for Yang Huiyun...

Her daughter, on whom she depended for survival, died.

Her Yan Yan is dead.

She won't survive.

Overwhelmed by intense emotions, Xie Yan's nose stung, and looking at the woman in front of her who seemed to have aged ten years, she burst into tears.

My mother won't be able to go on living.

Xie Yan has been unable to eat lately, and has lost ten pounds since being hospitalized. Her chin is pitifully sharp, and tears are streaming down her pale face uncontrollably.

Yang Huiyun was terrified. She was on high alert and frantically asked her where it hurt and if her heart was upset again. She was about to call the doctor immediately.

This time, however, Xie Yan stopped her.

She raised her hand, which was bruised and purple from the needle pricks, wiped away her tears, and asked what day it was.

Yang Huiyun said blankly, "It's January 8th."

Xie Yan was stunned.

She actually slept through the entire month of December in bits and pieces.

Yang Huiyun plans to transfer her to a larger hospital in another city for surgery.

Xie Yan understood.

She won't make it off the operating table.

So she hugged Yang Huiyun's hand and acted coquettishly.

"Mom, I want to spend the Chinese New Year at home, and then have the surgery after the New Year, is that okay?"

Looking at her lovely yet pitiful daughter on the hospital bed, Yang Huiyun's vision blurred again.

"it is good."