Baby you've been counted

"I want to ask you one more thing." Han Bei'er suddenly remembered something she had wondered for a long time, "Why did you and Dongfang Wei say that I was dead when you first met me?"

Ren Qingcheng shook his head, his blue eyes were also puzzled, "I don't know, you were sent to the hospital soon after the car accident, and I heard the doctor announce with my own ears that you died due to excessive blood loss and the rescue failed. I saw with my own eyes that your little body was pushed out of the operating room covered with a white sheet... I completely collapsed... I killed you... After you died, I started not to eat or drink, half dead , I only rely on infusion of some nutrient solution every day to maintain my life, but later, after a while, your father, Uncle Han, suddenly came to my house to visit me, and he told me that you are 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 are still alive..."

Han Beier was completely confused.

What is going on here?

Was it really because someone was hunting her down that grandpa, father, and mother deliberately fabricated news of her death?

However, if what Dad said was true, then whose corpse was pushed out of the operating room?

"Do you believe it?" Han Beier asked Ren Qingcheng

"I...half believe it. I don't believe it intellectually, because I heard the doctor say you were dead and saw your body being pushed out of the operating room with my own eyes. I think Uncle Han didn't want me. Too guilty, so I deliberately made up lies to lie to me... But, emotionally, I would rather believe that what Uncle Han said is true..." Ren Qingcheng smiled apologetically, "I have lied to myself like this all these years. You obviously believe that you are dead, but you still tell yourself every day... Belle is abroad...she is with grandpa...she lives very well and is very happy..."

"I'm stupid and selfish, aren't I?" He looked at her in shame, as if he had done something very sorry to her, "I clearly believed that you were dead, but I still told myself hypocritically...you are still alive... So... I survived... and I'm even alive and well..."

"Don't be stupid!" Han Bei'er gave him a slightly annoyed look, "I'm living well? It should be said that you are very smart! If you were really ashamed and died at that time, wouldn't it be an unjust death? !"

"Okay! Don't talk so much, let the past go, no matter what, we can all live well now," Han Beier said softly: "I am really grateful to God now, I didn't Die, you didn't die, that's great!"

"But... what about in the future?" Ren Qingcheng said hesitantly: "Why would someone assassinate you? Before Uncle Han said that someone had been assassinating you, I thought it was an excuse to lie to me, but now it seems that it is true. Why? Someone is going to assassinate you?"

"I don't know," Han Bei'er shook her head distressedly, "From the time I was eight years old with memories, I have been growing up being chased by others...my grandpa..."

Han Beier's voice gradually lowered, she lowered her head slightly, to prevent Ren Qingcheng from seeing the tears she was about to shed, "My grandpa... 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 the sentence

A drop of tear slipped quietly from her fair face

Ren Qingcheng felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't help grabbing her hand, "Belle! I will protect you! No matter what, as long as I am still alive, I will definitely protect you!"