Chapter 471 Extra (1): Jiang Qiao Extra
Jiang Qiao had a dream about a homeless man.
This was the first time that the tramp had dreamed of the other person after so many years since his death.
In the dream, he couldn't see clearly what the homeless man looked like, but he could vaguely see his features and eyes, which were exactly the same as in his memory, and his voice was also the same.
With all the vicissitudes of life, I would always tell him some great truths with great melancholy.
He always felt that the tramp's previous stories must be very special. He knew a lot of books and would teach him some things when he had nothing to do. Even if his face was covered with stubble, it did not affect the things he was talking about at all. those shining eyes.
Therefore, after the death of the homeless man, it has been difficult for him to imagine or even accept it.
That corpse that was so cold that it was purple all over, that cold corpse, could actually be his.
Jiang Qiao is an orphan, but he has never experienced the loneliness of an orphan. When he couldn't remember, he was picked up by a homeless man and has always been with him.
Even if his life is not as good as others, he is still very satisfied.
The real feeling of abandonment is when the homeless man dies.
That day, he sat alone on the ground and looked at the portrait of the homeless man. He still smiled so brightly in the portrait. Unfortunately, there is no such person in the world anymore.
His only relative was gone.
After taking revenge, Jiang Qiao felt that life was boring, as if he was living the same life every day.
The tramp told him: "I feel relieved to see you living well. You have raised me so well and you have 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 scenery changed, the mist turned into woods, and in front of him was a cobblestone path. He saw her sitting on a chair, with her head lowered, holding a band-aid, and her soft little feet stepped on the chair, and the skin on the heel was broken. .
It's not very serious. For Jiang Qiao, this can't even be called an injury.
For other girls, he would definitely be called squeamish. He doesn't like spending money indiscriminately 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 holding the band-aid, he wanted to help her personally because he didn't want her to show a distressed expression.
After that, he saw another boy coming over. The corner of his mouth was broken and bleeding, which was 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 could feel the boy's loss and heartbeat. He was disappointed because of her, and so was his 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.
He had never been abroad before, so he made a decisive decision with an uneasy mood, but was turned away from the model exhibition.
There was her inside, and he could only wait quietly outside.
He saw her talking to another boy. The boy was wearing famous brands and looked like a young master from a wealthy family. He was very angry, angry that others could talk to her like this, but he could only stand in the corner and watch. With.
But soon, he lost his anger.
That night, he saw the most beautiful ballet. Even just a smile when he turned around could make him amazed.
He knew that this was the girl he wanted to keep close to his heart.
Jiang Qiao woke up and subconsciously looked to the side. She was holding a stuffed toy and sleeping peacefully.
He shamelessly asked her to stay last night, but never made it to the last step.
Get closer and take a closer look at her face. 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 when he first knew her a long time ago, he said: "It's nothing."
He just thought her name was interesting. He didn't know what kind of person she was.
Now it seems that it is really nothing.
(End of chapter)