Chapter 472

Jiang Qiao had a dream. He dreamed of a vagrant.

It was the first time that the tramp had dreamed of each other for so many years.

In the dream, he could not see the tramp's appearance clearly, but only vaguely looked at his eyebrows and eyes, which was no different from the memory, and his voice was the same.

With the vicissitudes of thousands of sails, he always tells him some great truth with melancholy.

He always thought that the stories of vagabonds must be very special. He knew a lot of books. When he was free, he would teach him something. Even if his face was stubble, it would not affect his shining eyes when he said those things.

So after the tramp died, it was hard for him to imagine or even accept.

The body, which was purple with cold, was his.

Jiang Qiao is an orphan, but he did not experience the loneliness of an orphan. When he did not remember, he was picked up by the tramp and was always with him.

Even if the 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 sat on the ground alone and looked at the image of the tramp. On the portrait, he still laughed so brightly. Unfortunately, there was no such person in the world.

His only family, gone.

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

The tramp told him, "I'm relieved to see that you're doing well. I've finally found me a daughter-in-law to raise you so big. I thought you'd live like this in your life."

With that, his face changed into another one.

He saw her sitting in a chair, head down, band aid in her hand, her tender feet stepping on the chair, and her heel was skinned.

It's not very serious. For Jiang Qiao, it's not even injury.

On other girls, he will say that he is coquettish. He doesn't like to spend money recklessly, because he understands the importance of money better than anyone else.

If such a small injury were to be so affected, he might not have lived to this day.

But when he saw her carefully holding a band aid, he would like to help her, because he did not want her to show a sad expression.

After that, he saw another boy come over. The corner of his mouth was broken and bleeding, which was much more serious than her.

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 loss of boys and heart, loss because of her, the heart is also.

After that, the boys and girls were 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 decision decisively, but he was rejected from the model exhibition.

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

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

But soon, he was not angry.

That night, he saw the most beautiful ballet, even if it was just a smile turned around, can make him amazing.

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

Jiang Qiao wakes up, subconsciously looks to the side, she holds the plush toy, sleeps very quietly.

Last night he shamelessly asked her to stay, but never made the last step.

Close to look at her face, it is a face that most people like.

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

sometimes she selfishly hopes that only he can see her good, but also hopes that more people can recognize her.

Jiang Qiao frowned, and suddenly thought of a long time ago, when he first knew her, he said, "no better."

It's just that her name is interesting. He doesn't know what kind of person she is.

Now, it's really... But, er.

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