Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come and Hug

Chapter 471 Extra Story (1): Jiang Qiao Extra Story
Jiang Qiao had a dream about a homeless man.

This is the first time that the tramp has dreamed of him after so many years of death.

In the dream, he couldn't see the appearance of the homeless man very clearly, but only looked at his brows and eyes vaguely, which were the same as in memory, and the voice was also the same.

With the vicissitudes of thousands of sails, he always told him some great truths very melancholy.

He has always felt that the stories of the homeless man must be very special. He knows a lot of books, and when he has nothing to do, he will teach him something. Even though his face is full of stubble, it does not affect him in the slightest. those shining eyes.

So after the death of the tramp, he has been difficult to imagine, even difficult to accept.

That corpse that was so cold and purple all over, that cold corpse, could be his.

Jiang Qiao is an orphan, but he has never experienced the loneliness of an orphan. When he can't remember, he was picked up by a homeless man, and he has been with him all the time.

Even if life is not as good as others, he is still very satisfied.

The time when you really feel abandoned is when the homeless dies.

That day, he sat on the ground alone, looking at the portrait of the homeless man, on which he still smiled so brightly, but unfortunately, there is no such person in the world anymore.

His only family member is gone.

After taking revenge, Jiang Qiao felt that life became boring, as if every day was the same.

The homeless man told him: "Seeing that you are doing well, I feel relieved. Raising you for such a big age has finally found me a daughter-in-law. I thought you would live like this in your life."

As he spoke, his face suddenly changed to another face.

The surrounding scene changed accordingly, the fog turned into a forest, and there was a cobblestone path in front of him. He saw her sitting on a chair with her head lowered, holding a Band-Aid, her tender little feet stepped on the chair, and the skin on the heel was broken .

It wasn't very serious. To Jiang Qiao, this wasn't even considered an injury.

Putting it on other girls, he would definitely call it squeamish. He doesn't like to spend money recklessly, because he understands the importance of money better than anyone else.

If such a minor injury had to be so pretentious, he might not be alive until now.

But when he saw her carefully gesticulating with a band-aid, he wished he could help her himself, because he didn't want her to show a distressed expression.

After that, he saw another boy coming over. The corner of the boy's mouth was cut and bleeding, which was much worse than hers.

She took the band-aid she was going to use and handed it to the boy.

The boy asked her name and she ran away.

He could feel the boy's loss and heartbeat, the loss was because of her, and so was the heartbeat.

After that, the boy and the girl got together.

He wanted to spend the first Mid-Autumn Festival with her, but she wanted to fly to Italy.

Having never been abroad, he made a decisive decision with anxiety, but was turned away from the model show.

There was her inside, and he could only wait quietly outside.

He saw her talking to another boy, that boy was wearing a famous brand, and he looked like a young master from a wealthy family when he talked, he was very angry, angry that others could talk to her like this, so he could only stand in the corner, watching with.

But soon, he lost his temper.

That night, he saw the most beautiful ballet, and even a smile when he turned around could amaze him.

He knew that this was the girl he wanted to keep close to his heart.

Jiang Qiao woke up and looked aside subconsciously. She was sleeping peacefully with a plush toy in her arms.

Last night, he let her stay with a shameless face, and he never made it to the last step.

Leaning over to look at her face carefully, this is a face that most people like.

What makes everyone like her is not only her face, but also her own charm, her efforts, everything.
Sometimes I selfishly hope that only he can see her goodness, but I also hope that more people can recognize her.

Jiang Qiao frowned, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he first knew her, he said, "It's just mere."

He just thought her name was interesting, he didn't know what kind of person she was.

Looking at it now, it's really nothing, Er Er.

(End of this chapter)