Chased by someone, he ran into a small alley and jumped into an old mansion. The mansion was very large, very quiet, and very desolate. Just as he was thinking about where he could hide, a gentle voice sounded behind him. "Who are you, and who are you looking for?"
The thief was startled. When he turned around, he saw a young girl staring at him with big eyes, asking.
"Bang..." The sound of urgent knocking came from outside the courtyard, and the thief's face turned pale with fear.
The girl grabbed the thief's hand and led him to the door, opening it. A group of people rushed in.
"Have you seen a thief come in?"
"No."
"My boyfriend and I were in the yard, and we didn't see any thief." The girl had an innocent look on her face.
The man in charge carefully observed the girl and saw that she didn't seem to be lying. But his gaze fixed tightly on the thief. "Is he your boyfriend?"
"Is there any doubt?" The girl said as she leaned her body against the thief.
Seeing nothing unusual, the group of people left.
"Why are you helping me?" The thief knew the girl must have known he was the thief they were looking for.
"You must have your own reasons. No one is born wanting to be a thief."
Someone actually defended a thief, and the thief couldn't help but look at the girl carefully again. She didn't seem mentally abnormal.
"Sit for a while. They probably haven't gone far yet." The girl actually invited him to sit.
"Are you here alone?"
"Yes. My home isn't here; this house was left to me by my maternal grandfather," the girl said sadly. "I'm not healthy and rarely go out. Can you come often to keep me company?"
"Okay." The thief hesitated but agreed.
In the following days, the thief would visit the old mansion to keep the girl company whenever he could. Later, he learned that she had uremia. Although it was in the early stages, it was a terrifyingly serious terminal illness.He could only take the time to accompany her, telling her about the outside world. The appearance of the thief made the girl's black-and-white world colorful, and she looked forward to his appearance every day.\ That year on Valentine's Day, the thief appeared before the girl with a rose, professing his love to her. Although she knew that after that day he never stole anything again, she was terminally ill and couldn't accept his love.\ Every Valentine's Day, the thief would bring a rose to declare his love to her.\ Days passed by, and the thief grew thinner and thinner.\ One day, the thief joyfully told the girl that she could be saved; he had found a kidney for her.\ On the eve of that year's Valentine's Day, the preparations for the girl's kidney transplant were complete. It was then that the girl realized she was to receive the thief's kidney. He had lost weight so quickly because every day he not only sold his blood, but also did a lot of heavy work, all to quickly gather enough for her surgery.\ The kidney transplant was very successful, and the girl's body accepted the thief's kidney, but the thief, being too weak, could not survive after the surgery...\ Every Valentine's Day thereafter, there would be a rose at the thief's grave, accompanied by a note: "Forever loving your wife!"