He just replied with "OK".
Even though it's across the Internet, it seems like a response to myself when I feel lonely and depressed.
It was also from that time that he would watch her live variety shows every day, and even join her fans in giving her tips.
Tens of thousands of dollars are like insignificant pieces of paper to him, but his fans tacitly call him "big brother".
It is a wonderful feeling. Even though no one knows anyone else, the sense of accomplishment you get is not comparable to that in the treacherous business world.
Gradually, he took the initiative to get involved and cheered for her together with her fans. Seeing her being targeted again and again, he couldn't help but lend a helping hand.
He privately messaged her to ask if she needed help.
The conversation was friendlier than I had expected. She had a delicate heart beneath her seemingly pure appearance.
She is scheming, but this scheming is from the perspective of doing good deeds.
Every plan and action she made was actually for a poor mountain village.
Fu Linchen admitted that he had never met such a person.
Are there really good people in the world with hearts like Bodhi?
Then why didn't it save him during the difficult years?
He chose to help her, just as he was redeeming himself.
For him, IP packaging was a simple matter that only required one sentence, but she was grateful to him.
Her favorite thing to say is: Thank you, boss, thank you so much!
Time and again, without getting tired of it, he became more and more addicted to it.
At first he didn't know how to describe the feeling, he just knew that he enjoyed watching her videos, watching her chatting with him, and seeing her smile.
These are things that he cannot find in himself.
Later, he accidentally saw a sentence and instantly understood what this feeling was.
That sentence is:
——She was the strange rose that bloomed in his barren life.
The world he hated seemed to have some beauty in it.
It was she who gave him hope for the rest of his life.
And her sensitivity allows her to sense his emotions. She is like the sun that will not burn people, and she provides comfort to his painful world.
He seemed to fall in love with her in just one month, an untouchable sun.
As his life has entered the countdown, his short-lived love has become more intense.
He helped her time and time again, cooperated with her, and helped her lead Dayan Village out of poverty.
He made an appointment to meet her.
But no one expected...
A major earthquake occurred in Dayan Village!
The moment he learned the news, he struggled to get up from his wheelchair, fell to the ground, and rolled down the stairs while crawling forward.
He tried desperately to save her, to save the wonderful life that he longed for but could not have.
But before he arrived, he learned about the mountain collapse and she was buried under the mountain.
As if the breath had been taken away from him, he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
This was his last memory before he fell unconscious and was rushed to emergency room.
Being on the sidelines and going through the same trajectory of life again, Fu Linchen was sweating profusely and his heart was aching.
His forgotten memories and real memories intertwined with each other, constantly tearing at his brain.
A major earthquake...
Why is there no such thing as a major earthquake in his real memory?
Qu Suihuan was not buried in the mountains, he did not have a broken leg, and he did not die of a terminal illness a month later.
Everything is fine.
Why does memory have fatal deviations?
Suddenly, Fu Linchen in the wheelchair disappeared, and the surrounding scenery faded little by little until it returned to white mist.
"Fu Linchen!"
“Wake up!”
This sound...
It’s Qu Suihuan!
His heart began to beat rapidly, and he searched aimlessly in the fog where he could not see the border.
Qu Suihuan, it was Qu Suihuan. Not only did she not die, she also came to his side.
He wants to find her!
"Fu Linchen, wake up!"
The deep voice seemed to have an extremely powerful hand that pulled him out of the fog.
"Fu Linchen, Mr. Fu? Can you hear me?"
Qu Suihuan called his name over and over again, watching him slowly open his eyes and his pupils focus little by little.
"Mr. Fu, how do you feel? Thinking about it... um..."
Fu Linchen suddenly hugged her and stopped her from saying anything else.
The embrace was so tight, as if to embed the person into the bone marrow.
His breath hit her neck, hot and rapid, and along with her heartbeat, it made the air strangely thick.
Qu Suihuan was confused. She had no idea what was going on.
Is Fu Linchen treating her as a substitute for his lover again?
So, her merits were wasted? He still didn't recover his memory?
"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry..."
It seemed like she had nothing to say except sorry.
Fu Linchen helped her many times, but she caused him to forget his lover and could not recover his memory.
Hearing this, Fu Linchen relaxed a little.
He lowered his eyes and looked straight into her eyes, his bottomless pupils tinged with flames.
He asked, “Why are you saying sorry?”
"Uh... because I didn't restore your memory, sorry."
"No, I recovered."
"Oh, recovered...ah! Recovered?!"
Qu Suihuan's eyes lit up!
He has recovered his memory? Then why is he hugging her? Could it be that his lover really looks like her?
"So you...remembered everything about your lover?"
Fu Linchen stared at her and hummed heavily.
"You must love her very much. Congratulations on regaining your memory!"
She said this, hoping he would let go.
But Fu Linchen didn't seem to realize it. He just stared into her eyes and said something deeply.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
