Chapter 2447 Who Owes Whom

But too many things happened between them, such as Ye Rong not trusting men, and the savior who talked about saving his life every day.

For example, that Cui Jing.

Don't ask Yan Huan why he remembered the time when things happened so clearly.

Cui Jing talks about these things almost every day. She is reminding Zhou Li what kind of relationship they have, and no one can touch them.

At that time, she did a lot of damage to Ye Rong and Zhou Li.

Ye Rong is a woman, a single mother. She has worked hard alone for too long, and finally met a man who is good to her, who loves to smile, and who cares about her. For a woman like her, this is actually the best thing for her. Poisonous.

Zhou Li also liked Yan Huan very much at that time. Ye Rong took Yan Huan to live in the Zhou family, and Zhou Li liked Yan Huan as if he were his own daughter. In fact, without Cui Jing, without that life-saving grace, Ye Rong would Who said Rong and Zhou Li couldn't be together.

Maybe a year later, Ye Rong still couldn't let go of the past.

Still can't let go of the deception.

But if time passes, will she be able to let go of this concern, this unhidden love, and such undiminished help?

It's just that the God of Destiny didn't give her time or a chance.

Cui Jing targeted her everywhere, and in the end when the two were arguing, she accidentally pushed Ye Rong under the wheel. At that time, it was Zhou Li who rescued Ye Rong, but he died in Ye Rong's place.

He said that he might no longer be able to take care of Ye Rong and his daughter in this life.

He said that if he had another life, he must meet Ye Rong earlier.

He also said that he finally no longer had to owe anyone.

But he didn't know that he didn't owe Cui Jing, but he owed Ye Rong.

Ye Rong owed him his life.

But he owed Ye Rong his whole life, and from then on, Ye Rong seemed to be more than ten years older. Yan Huan saw her old age with her own eyes, and she lived like a walking zombie. , just like this, walking step by step with my daughter, living.

As for Cui Jing, Ye Rong has never seen her again since then. She only heard that Cui Jing seemed to have taken Zhou Li's family property and got everything Zhou Li had, even if she was the murderer who indirectly killed Zhou Li.

As for the Zhou family's belongings, before Zhou Li died, he said he wanted to give them to Ye Rong, but Ye Rong never asked for them back.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of hurting my feelings.

Maybe it's because everyone is dead, so what is she doing with those things? It's more likely that she really has no love for her life. She is still alive and only has her young daughter.

Therefore, she still has to live, she still has to live with her daughter...

Yan Huan sat up suddenly. She rubbed her eyes and tilted her head. She looked at the window in a daze. The curtains were closed, but there was some refracted light coming from the window. The softened light is dense, and the autumn breeze is slightly cool.

It's daybreak.

She quickly found her shoes and put them on. That night, she didn't sleep well. She had a long, long dream. It seemed like she was dreaming about her previous life. She dreamed that Zhou Li liked to hold her and treat her as his wife. When her daughter was in pain, she also dreamed of Zhou Li's death, and the despair in Ye Rong's eyes at that time.

Her first father was none other than Zhou Li.

She stretched hard.

Well, this life will definitely be different, right?

She opened the door and ran out, and heard noises from the bathroom. It was Ye Rong washing clothes.

Yan Huan ran to the refrigerator. She opened the refrigerator and took out a cake that she had not eaten yesterday. She hugged the cake in her arms and ran into the guest room.

In the guest room, Zhou Li was still asleep. His face was calm and his breathing was even. You could tell at a glance that he couldn't be healthier.

Zhou Li stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead. Why, he felt that his head hurt so much today, and it even hurt his body. There was discomfort and pain everywhere, as if there was bone sand all over his body. It was like being pressed down by something, not comfortable at all.

And his eyes were also very heavy. After a long time, he opened his eyes, and what he saw in front of him was also hazy. It wasn't until not long ago that his eyes could see clearly, but he was facing something. A pretty little face.

"Uncle, you're awake."

Yan Huan ran over and lay down on the bed. Then he pulled up the quilt and covered Zhou Li with his little hands.

"Uncle, don't move. Mom has said that people who are sick should have a good rest and not cover themselves with quilts. Otherwise, they will be too slow and not a good child."

Zhou Li just stared at the child in front of him for a long time, his lips pursed, but no sound came out.

"Uncle, do you want to eat cake?" Yan Huan placed his cake in front of Zhou Li. Her mother bought it for Huanhuan. However, if uncle wants to eat it, Huanhuan can give it to him.

"Uncle is a patient. Mom said that patients are the biggest."

And she really generously brought her cake forward, placing it all in front of Zhou Li, and then she ran out directly before Zhou Li could react.

Her sense of presence is enough.

Her good feelings were also expressed.

As for the subsequent development, it is all her mother's business. Is there anything she can do to intervene?

Huanhuan, this is a woman's voice coming from outside, and Zhou Li remembers this voice. It seems that when his soul was most helpless, it was this voice that appeared, and it has always accompanied him through the darkest, coldest, and most incompatible time.

At that time, he was thinking, wait until he goes out, wait until he wakes up, wait until he gets better.

He will definitely repay her well, and of course he wants to know what a person with such a nice voice looks like?

He couldn't help but clench his hands in the quilt, and his palms were sweating, and he didn't even know what he was nervous about?

Until the door opened, a woman walked in, but he didn't see the woman's face clearly, but heard the child shouting "Mom" just now.

Zhou Li was like being splashed with a bucket of cold water, and his body was cold from head to toe. He was sweating all over, as if he was not right at all. He didn't even know why he, who was always self-disciplined, had such a big emotional reaction.

"Mom..."

Yan Huan ran over and hugged Ye Rong's legs.

Ye Rong straightened the two braids on her daughter's head, then squatted down and asked her.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Huan raised her little face and smiled flatteringly, "Huan Huan gave the cake to uncle, uncle is a patient."