Since childhood, Shanglu has made him worry-free.

I thought that after Shang Lu and Qiao Qiao would get married, they would have a family of children and grandchildren, and he would have a very happy and lively old age.

After that, a tragic ending of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

night.

Shang Zhongbo fell asleep.

I had something in my heart and couldn't sleep, so I went to knock on Qiao Qiao's door.

Qiao Qiao is not asleep yet.

She was looking through Shanglu's album.

But none of these albums are a photo of her and Shang Lu.

Until now, she and Shang Lu have not even taken a photo together, and they don’t even want to keep a souvenir.

Tears fell one by one, squirting on the album.

When she heard the knock on the door, she quickly restrained her grief and tried to make her voice sound normal.

"Dad, come right away."

I quickly ran to the bathroom, washed my face with cold water before I opened the door.

Shang Zhongbo saw that her eyes were red and swollen.

Obviously, she had cried secretly.

Then I saw her barefoot and step on the cold floor.

He ordered with heartache, "Qiao Qiao, go put on your shoes, put on your coat and go downstairs. Dad has something to say to you."

Qiao Qiao responded, "Okay."

When I lowered my head, I found that I was indeed not wearing shoes.

I remember that I often ran around the room without wearing shoes without feet.

Every time Shang Lu would carry her shoes to her feet, pat her bare feet, and let her wear shoes.

Tears can't stop...

Drips fell on the dark floor.

Fortunately, Shang Zhongbo had turned around and went downstairs.

She quickly cleaned up her sadness, put on her shoes, washed her face, put on a coat, and went downstairs.
Chapter completed!