"I still want to ask you something." Han Beier suddenly remembered something that she had been wondering about for a long time. "Why did you and Dongfang Wei both say that I was dead when they met me for the first time?"
Ren Qingcheng shook his head, with confusion in his blue eyes, "I don't know either. You were sent to the hospital soon after the car accident. I personally heard the doctor announce that you died due to excessive blood loss and ineffective rescue efforts.
I saw with my own eyes that your little body was rolled out of the operating room with a white sheet on it... I completely collapsed... I was the one who killed you... After you died, I started not to eat or drink, and I was half-dead.
, I only relied on injecting some nutrient solution every day to maintain my life. But later, after a period of time, your father, Uncle Han, suddenly came to my house to see me. He told me personally that you were not actually dead, but just with Han.
Grandpa went abroad and told me to keep it a secret, saying that someone was going to hunt you down and not let me tell others that you were still alive..."
Han Beier was completely confused after hearing this.
What happened?
Was it really because someone was chasing her, her grandfather and father, and her mother deliberately fabricated the news of her death?
However, if what dad said is true, then whose body is it that was pushed out from the operating room?
"Do you believe it?" Han Beier asked Ren Qingcheng
"I... half-believe it. Intellectually, I don't believe it, because I heard the doctor say you were dead and saw your body being pushed out of the operating room. I think it was Uncle Han who didn't want me.
I feel so guilty that I deliberately made up lies to deceive me... But emotionally, I would rather believe that what Uncle Han said is true..." Ren Qingcheng smiled apologetically, "This is how I have lied to myself over the years.
I obviously believe you are dead, but I still tell myself every day... Belle is abroad... she is with her grandpa... she lives a good and happy life..."
"I'm stupid and selfish, aren't I?" He looked at her with shame, as if he had done something very sorry for her, "I obviously believed that you were dead, but I still falsely told myself... that you are still alive...
So...I survived...even alive and well..."
"Don't be stupid!" Han Beier glanced at him slightly angrily, "Aren't I living a good life? I should say you are very smart! If you really died of shame at that time, wouldn't it be an unjust death?
!”
"Okay! Let's not say so much. Let the past be in the past. No matter what, we just need to live well now," Han Beier said warmly: "I am really grateful to God now. I don't have
Even if you die, you won’t die either, that’s great!”
"But... what about the future?" Ren Qingcheng said hesitantly: "Why would someone want to assassinate you? Uncle Han said before that someone has been assassinating you. I thought it was an excuse to lie to me, but now it seems that it is true. Why
Someone wants to assassinate you?"
"I don't know," Han Beier shook his head in distress, "Since I had memories when I was eight years old, I have been growing up being chased by others...my grandfather..."
Han Beier's voice gradually lowered, and she lowered her head slightly to prevent Ren Qingcheng from seeing the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, "My grandfather... just to protect me... used his body to block the killer's shot.
The bullet...died..."
Han Beier took a deep breath before she had the courage to finish her sentence.
A tear slipped quietly from her fair face
Ren Qingcheng's heart ached, and he couldn't help but grab her hand, "Belle! I will protect you! No matter what, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely protect you!"
