Reborn To Mend Chapter 1

Haicheng.

In the early spring of March, the temperature was still a bit cold. In front of a recycling station by the side of an alley in the city center, a girl attracted the attention of pedestrians coming and going.

She wore a lazy blue knitted cardigan, and the lower body was a pure white pleated skirt designed in JK style, revealing two straight and slender white to glowing legs.

The little girl looks very nice, with her black and shiny natural curly hair, fluffy and curled into a flower bud head, with deer eyes hanging slightly, her eyelashes are long and dense, and her whole body reveals a noble atmosphere that does not belong to ordinary people of this age.

The female boss who recycles the waste put down the pole in her hand and said, counting a few wrinkled change from the bag on her waist, “Little girl, it’s five dollars and seven cents!”

Fiona cherished the poor pieces of money in his hand, frowning his eyebrows, and said glutinously, “How come I picked it up for several hours, and all the plastic bottles nearby were I picked it all up.”

“Little girl, you don’t know anything. Now, softer beverage bottles like ice dew, 4 dime, like cola bottles 3 dime, but they were all two dime, or 1 The price is high for you with five hairs.” The female boss said, she looked up and down Fu to listen and stained, “I said little girl, you are dressed so well, and you don’t look like a child from a poor family.” , Why does your family want you to run out to pick up waste?”

In fact, not only the female boss felt curious, but the people around were also looking at Fiona strangely.

In this age when food and clothing have just been resolved, and people generally don’t know how to dress, maintain, and wear.

Fiona’s pink and delicate appearance is like a rich flower that does not know the suffering of the world.

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Fiona is really not a person of this era, she passed through it twenty years later.

She was originally the daughter of the actor Patrick [pèi], and she lived a prosperous life that was anointed by the people.

I never imagined that Patrick’s black material was maliciously exposed. Overnight, Patrick changed from the highly anticipated national male **** to a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

Before he had time to wash, Patrick was found to be terminally ill again, and eventually he couldn’t survive it and died.

The only relative was gone, and Fiona was not beaten. She believed that someone had **** her father behind her back, and she could not let her father die.

It took her three years to find the man behind the scenes to rectify her father’s name. She just found out some signs and accidentally fell into the river and drowned.

Perhaps it was because she and Patrick and his daughter were so cold that they couldn’t even see the sky, so she was reborn when her father was studying.

This show operation, TV series dare not act like this!

At this time, her father, Patrick, was only 18 years old. He was a senior in Haicheng No. 1 Middle School. He had not yet become the overlord of the entertainment industry. Of course, she was no longer the big-and-spent daughter.

Now she didn’t even have the money to eat, so she was desperate, so she had to pick up the tatters and save enough to find Patrick’s travel expenses.

Fiona sniffed his nose, his fair-skinned nose was a little red, “Give me three cents more, make up six yuan, six is ​​more auspicious, you will be smooth.”

The girl puts her hands together in the requested posture, her fingers are slender and the joints are smooth, exquisitely like a sapphire jade that is placed in a precious window.

Everyone likes beautiful things, and the female boss can’t help but give 30 cents more.

Fiona thanked him, and Yu Guang saw that the calendar posted on the back showed today’s date.

Patrick has the habit of writing a diary. After he died, Fiona gnawed his diary all over, and he deeply remembered that it was today. Patrick was locked up in the juvenile office for fighting with a group of gangsters and left behind. In the case, the black material that was later exposed included this item.

God gave her a chance to come back to life, she must prevent future tragedies.

Without further ado, Fiona turned and ran to the side of the road to hit a car and reported an address.

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Fiona came to the game hall next to No. 1 Middle School. She remembered that the place where the fight was written in Patrick’s diary was near the game hall next to the school.

Fiona was not sure if it was the game hall in front of her. She only knew that the game hall was specially opened for students, and most of the students who came here were students from No. 1 Middle School.

Fiona casually grabbed a passing boy and asked, “Hello classmate, is Patrick near here?”

The boy was still immersed in Fiona’s face in a trance. Hearing the words Patrick, the obsessive expression on his face turned into horror.

“No, I don’t know…” He turned around and ran away, as if a ghost was chasing behind him.

“…”

Fiona’s pretty brows wrinkled into small lumps, and then he went to ask other people, but when he heard the words Patrick, they all avoided like a snake.

Although Fiona knew that Patrick had a bad temper and often scared the child next door with a dark face, there was no such thing as a scourge.

Dad was so influential when he was young?

Just when she was bald and not knowing what to do, a shy confession came from the front, “Fu, student Patrick, I like you!”

Fiona followed the voice and looked over. The first thing he saw was a girl with a love letter. The girl was facing an alley by the side door of the game hall. Five or six came out wearing toad mirrors, floral shirts, and bell bottom pants. Young people, this dress is a sign of fashion in this era.

The girl who was confessed was naturally Patrick who was walking in the C position.

He was wearing a washed, whitish school uniform with the zipper halfway down, and the top two buttons of the inner shirt were not fastened.

The young man was thin and tall, with deep facial lines, and he was very beautiful. Under his broken black hair, his eyes were as dark as ink, as if through the haze of winter morning.

With a cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, his neckline twisted when he was indifferently shaking the soot, revealing his cold white complexion and thin and delicate collarbone.

The Patrick 20 years ago is not much different from the Patrick 20 years later, except that he looks very young now, and the eyebrows have been beaten by the society… ah! The calmness of the years.