Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Jiang Qiao had a dream, a dream of a tramp.

This is the first time a tramp has dreamed of each other after so many years of death.

In the dream, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the tramp, but looked at his brows and eyes vaguely, and the voice was the same as in the memory.

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

He always felt that the stories of the homeless man must be very special. He knew a lot of books, and when he was free, he would teach him something, even if his face was full of stubble, it would not affect what he was talking about. The shiny eyes at the time.

So after the death of the tramp, he has been unimaginable, even unacceptable.

The corpse that turned purple from freezing, the cold corpse, would actually be his.

Jiang Qiao was an orphan, but he had never experienced the loneliness of an orphan. When he didn't remember anything, he was picked up by a homeless man and kept with him.

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

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

That day, he was sitting on the ground alone, looking at the portrait of the tramp. On the portrait, he still smiled so brilliantly. Unfortunately, there was no such a person in the world.

His only relatives are gone.

After avenging his revenge, Jiang Qiao felt that his life became dull, as if he lived the same life every day.

The homeless man told him: "I'm relieved to see you have a good life. After raising you so much, I finally found a daughter-in-law for me. I thought you would live like this in your life."

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

The surrounding scenes changed. The fog turned into a forest. There was a cobblestone path in front of him. He saw her sitting on a chair, head down, holding band-aids, her soft feet stepped on the chair, and the heel was broken. .

It is not very serious. For Jiang Qiao, this is not even an injury.

Putting it on other girls, he will definitely say squeamish, he does not like to spend money, because he understands the importance of money better than anyone else.

If such a small injury were to be so hypocritical, he might not have lived until now.

But when he saw her gesticulating with band-aids carefully, he couldn't wait to help her personally, because he didn't want her to show an uncomfortable expression.

After that, he saw another boy coming over. The corner of his mouth was broken and he was still bleeding, much more serious 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 can feel the boy's loss and heartbeat, and the loss because of her, the heartbeat too.

After that, the boys and girls are together.

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

He had never been abroad, but he made a decisive decision in a nervous mood, but he was rejected from the model show.

She was inside, and he could only wait quietly outside.

He saw that she was talking to another boy. The boy was wearing a famous brand, and he looked like the young master of a wealthy man. He was very angry and angry that others could talk to her like this. He could only stand in the corner and watch. With.

But soon, he lost his temper.

That night, he saw the most beautiful ballet, even the smile that turned around can make him amazed.

He knew that this was the girl he wanted to put on his heart.

Jiang Qiao woke up, and subconsciously looked to the side, she slept very quietly holding the plush toy.

He asked her to stay with his face last night, never making the last step.

Go over and take a closer look at her face, it's a face that most people like.

What she makes everyone like, not only this face, but also her own charm, her efforts, everything...

Sometimes I selfishly hope that only he can see her good, but hope that more people can recognize her.

Jiang Qiao frowned, and suddenly thought that a long time ago, when he first knew her, he said, "But you're."

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

Now it seems that it is really...but, Er.