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Chapter 798 Su Miao Extra Story 70

Chapter 798 Su Miao Extra Story 70

Song Hansheng only felt that his nerves were vulnerable, he suddenly remembered the first time he met Su Miao's father, the man gently touched his head and said.

"You are Miao Miao's elder brother, you must protect her well, you must not bully her when you are older than her."

As soon as the scene changed, he sent him to prison and threatened him with the lives of Su Miao and his wife. He knelt on the ground and begged him to let his daughter and wife go, and kowtowed to him to say sorry.

Su Miao's father committed suicide by swallowing glass shards, the shards cut his throat, vomited blood, and suffocated to death.

Song Hansheng always thought that he was very smart, but he didn't want to be too smart. Over the years, he was blinded by revenge. He lost love, affection, and a complete and happy family. He paid such a painful price for this, but in the end It's just a complete joke.

What is he for?

What is he doing all these years?

What's the difference between the things he killed the Su family and those that killed his father?

Annoyance and sadness pushed him into a dark abyss of despair, without light and heat, he couldn't even see Su Miao for the last time, looking at Qin Mo's indifferent expression outside the glass window, his heart ached like Ling Chi.

Song Hansheng could no longer exert any strength. His hand was originally slapping the glass window hard, but now it was slowly sliding down, and he could not even curl up his body uncontrollably. He could only rest his forehead on the glass to support the weak Body.

It’s hard to tell whether it’s the pain in the head or the pain in the heart. There seems to be a thread between the two. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but when his throat got hot, he spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood flowed down the corner of his mouth and wet the ground. Also stained his emaciated jaw.

Song Hansheng clutched his head tightly, as if the inside was about to explode. After a while, his voice trembled, almost in a pleading tone: "Qin Mo, I want to see Su Miao, please let me see her, even if it is Her ashes or posthumous photos are also fine."

"What's the use of seeing her, you will only dirty her way."

"Didn't she leave any other words besides not letting me die before she died?"

"No, so, Song Hansheng, take your regrets for her and die alone."

Qin Mo suddenly thought of something, and his face was full of sarcasm, "It is said that the scourge will last for thousands of years, but you have brain cancer, and if you don't treat it, you really can't die alone. Imprisonment, in the prison, experience Su Miao's injuries ten times and a hundred times, and you will be better off than dead, and maybe someone will forgive you."

Song Hansheng didn't dare to ask Su Miao to forgive him at all, because he couldn't forgive himself when he learned the truth.

Qin Mo finished what he needed to say, turned around and left directly.

Song Hansheng was leaning against the window, looking at the stained red glass, his mind was filled with the figure of Su Miao who had been shot and fell down.

What is more terrible than not getting it is losing. Between the two, losing more than one once had, it is all a pity to think about it.

Song Hansheng had it before, obviously he was the closest person to Su Miao at the beginning, if there were no hatred he thought he had, he and Su Miao would have been together a long time ago, maybe the children would have gone to junior high school.

live?

How to survive?

Just like what Qin Mo said, he lived in pain with his confession to Su Miao.

This is what he owes to Su Miao, she saved him, his life is hers, so he has to listen to her and keep this life.

After meeting Qin Mo, Song Hansheng went back to sit for a day and a night, and then took the initiative to meet other people.

He met with his trusted subordinates, company shareholders, important partners, and lawyers.

He asked his subordinates to help him bring Su Miao's things at home here. He obviously watched Su Miao grow up, but there were only a few things about her at home, and he didn't even have a decent photo, so he could only hold her. Graduation photos taken before, photos on work permits, and a long-used mobile phone among them.

Song Hansheng stared at the phone in a daze. He took it and clicked on the folder to find the video, and clicked in. The video was too old, the picture was blurry, and Su Miao in the video was still young. Song Hansheng remembered that he was 16 years old. Su Miao.

At that time Su Miao still called him "Brother Han Sheng" affectionately and said that she would repay him.

Back then, Su Miao didn't know that it was Song Hansheng who caused Su's family to go bankrupt. She thought that it was Song Hansheng who pulled her out of the quagmire. She was always grateful to those who helped her.

In the video, Su Miao wears a birthday crown on her head. That day is her birthday. In her palm palms together, Song Hansheng is in her wish. She said that she hopes that Song Hansheng will live a long and healthy life.

The long memory was turned out like a knife pierced into the chest, and the originally dry eyes became wet again.

Song Hansheng handed over the Song family in prison, and donated the property under his name. There was still some money left on his card, and he used this money to do one last thing.

Half a month after the brain cancer operation, Song Hansheng signed in prison. The success rate of brain cancer surgery is very low. At the beginning, the hospital said that if Su Miao's hand is still good, the success rate will be very high.

However, if Qin Mo performs this operation for Song Hansheng with a knife, maybe he can survive.

After Qin Mo saw Song Hansheng, he drove back home. When he opened the door, he could smell fish soup. The door in the kitchen was frosted, and when he closed it, he could faintly see the figure inside.

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