Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Chapter 550: The actor Gao Leng, please hug (57)

  Chapter 550 Gao Leng Actor, please hug (57)

   "Even if you don't speak, even if you can only look at you from a distance and breathe the same piece of air with you, I feel very satisfied."

  The wish of the clone is very humble, and her ability is very weak. She will only give silently, silently watching him through the TV screen from a distance.

  Su Qiao hopes to reveal everything she has, let Fu Jingyao know that he is not alone in paying for these years.

   "Every time I come back, I no longer have the heart to pray for death. I only have the desire for life. No matter how painful and tired, no matter how uncomfortable, I just want to live, even if I live a few more days."

   His eyes slowly passed the black cotton shoes that filled the whole coffee table:

  "These cotton shoes are a birthday gift I made for you, and the insoles are personally bought by me. One set per year, a total of ten sets."

  The last set was made by the avatar Su Qiao during his illness.

  Because of the lack of strength in the hands and feet. The pins are not so dense.

  Su Qiao held them in his hand and sighed slightly in his heart:

   "Remember, when you were in the orphanage, your feet grew very fast, and your toes would always pierce the front of your shoes, so I made these cotton shoes for you."

   "Although I have never sent it out, every time I carry it to the north in my arms, I come back again."

   "But just like the four words on the insole, even if you go to heaven, I only hope that you will be safe and smooth throughout your life."

  I hope he will live a peaceful life, which is the last wish of the clone.

   "Sister, stop talking!"

  Fu Jingyao's eyes were red, and Su Qiao was held tightly in his arms again.

   "It's all my fault. I didn't take care of you. It was because I didn't find out about your illness earlier. It caused you to suffer so much. I still misunderstood you. I'm just a bastard!"

  Su Qiao gently pushed him away, grabbed his arm and said:

   "No, don’t make it clear, I know you will always have a knot in your heart, and you will never be happy in your life."

   "Remember the small supermarket in town? That day, the boss asked me if I was watching TV again."

"In the past, my family was poor and didn’t have much money. I didn’t even have a lamp. I was even more unlikely to have a TV. Because of the red spots on my face, I was far from the people in the village. When I had time, I could only walk up to ten Lishan Road, wearing a mask, sitting at the door of the small supermarket, watching your TV series."

   "Look through the TV screen to see if you are thin, see if you are doing well, watching you win an award, watching you being pursued by many fans, being liked by many people, and I am also happy for you in my heart."

  This is the happiest time for the clone, sometimes it will be happy for several days, even the herbal soup doesn’t feel bitter anymore.

   "So, when you appeared at the door with the director, although I was surprised, I didn't feel unfamiliar. There was no expression of shock."

  Fu Jingyao still has tears in the corners of his eyes, but his eyes are as bright as stars in the night sky: "So you really recognized me from the first sight."

  Su Qiao certainly wouldn’t admit it, Xiao Si was the first to remind her, and squeezed his handsome face:

  "You have not changed much from ten years ago. Except for being taller, a little more handsome, and a little white, you are still so thin, how can I not recognize it?"

  Her man, she still can’t recognize it, so what?

  Fu Jingyao grabbed her hand and pouted slightly: "Then why don't you recognize me?"

  I recognized it, but didn't say a word.

  Su Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Do I have one?"

   "If it weren't for you, do you think I would let strangers live in my house as a man?"

  (End of this chapter)

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