"Okay, I'll get some sun and sort out my memory. You keep an eye on it for me. If that old bachelor comes again, remind me."
There happened to be a big osmanthus tree in the yard. Su Qiao found a cleaner place to sit down, leaned against the tree, and slowly closed his eyes.
Do you still want to "seed" people
The warm sunshine of early autumn shone on his body, and his whole body was immersed in the faint fragrance of osmanthus. Su Qiao felt so comfortable that he felt a little sleepy.
"Although it's quite offensive, he is still a benefactor after all. If he is a good person, I will help him find a wife tomorrow, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness in the previous life."
The cabin is surrounded by mountains. The breeze blows gently through the yard, and the leaves on the osmanthus tree sway slightly. The rustling sound adds some vitality to the silence.
After a while, Su Qiao finished sorting out his memories and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were like a calm lake.
Although this clone suffered a lot this time, he did not have much resentment.
There is no resentment, but an extremely strong desire to survive.
She has two goals, one is to stay alive, no matter how hard or painful it is.
Second, she hopes that her "brother" can live a peaceful life.
The clone Su Qiao was abandoned at the door of an orphanage by his parents due to a genetic disease when he was young, and stayed in the orphanage until he was fifteen years old.
Ten years ago, when she was fifteen years old, she went to the hospital for fever, severe hair loss, rash and other reasons, but unexpectedly learned that she was suffering from systemic lupus erythematosus, an autoimmune disease.
At that time in the orphanage, we could only fill half our stomachs, so how could we afford medical treatment
Persuaded by a companion, she left the orphanage alone, and also left her "brother" who was one year younger than her and had depended on her since childhood, and started working everywhere to earn money to buy medicine for his illness.
Finally, due to repeated attacks of his illness, ugly red spots appeared on his face and backs of his hands. He could only come to this small mountain village far away from the city and people with his meager savings.
Fortunately, the abandoned cabin on the hillside provided some shelter from the wind and rain, so that she was not left without a place to stay.
Because of the ugly red spots on her face and body, she stayed away from people and would not go out unless necessary. She even went to the small village at the foot of the mountain less than twice a year.
She was afraid of other people's gazes, whether they were disgusting or kind, she didn't like them.
She reclaimed wasteland and cultivated her own vegetables, made her own clothes and shoes, bought her own books to learn about herbal medicine, dug herbs in the mountains, and made her own medicine to treat illnesses.
A person lives silently and soundlessly in this unnoticed corner, observing the world quietly with a pair of still somewhat ignorant eyes, and occasionally looking at the northern sky with nostalgia.
I wonder if the weather over there has started to get cold.
She wondered if her younger brother, with whom she once depended on, had been bullied again.
Thinking about how she just left without saying a word, he wondered if he was still resenting himself.
Time passed day by day, and ten years passed in a flash. She finally died and left this world silently.
With a hint of regret and a desire to live.
The clone was having a miserable life. Even 444 showed a look of pity.
Su Qiao slowly picked at the black drug residue between his fingernails and sighed softly, "Yeah, it's a bit miserable."
I originally thought that no one had framed her, no one was targeting her, she was just unlucky enough to get a disease, it wasn't that tragic.
But thinking about the pain and loneliness that one has to endure alone does make one feel a little sad.