Sun Yirou watched the video.

In the video, there is a man lying on the push bed and being pushed out, but he is not Li Wei.

That man is not Li Wei!

The ring that shook her eyes was not Li Wei's, and Sun Yirou's hopes were dashed again.

This time, she fell into deep despair.

Only then did she know that all along, she had not come out of the shadow of Li Wei's death at all, and in her subconscious, she had always felt that Li Wei was still alive and that she still had hope.

She searched again and again, again and again.

Whether it's fantasy or magic, she can only rely on this meager hope to survive.

Otherwise, how do you want her to live?

However, the cruelty of reality pushed her into the abyss again and again, making her recognize the facts again and again, and from hope to disappointment again and again, and finally, despair!

"Li Wei is dead, you are fantasizing, you are fluke, Sun Yirou, it is time for you to come out of your dream and recognize the facts."

"Don't forget, you still have things to do, this is the motivation for you to continue to live, to avenge Li Wei!"

video, she watched Wei Ming send it in with her own eyes, and no one did anything.

It was indeed her mistake, that she admitted that she was wrong.

That's right, she can't indulge in her fantasies anymore.

That day, Sun Yirou cried, cried and fell asleep, woke up and cried again, cried tired and continued to sleep, Huo Cheng did not stop her, let her vent to her heart's content.

The fever came and went, and it didn't get better for a week, and eventually left the sequelae of coughing.

When it comes to biting bones in spring and freezing in winter, Sun Yirou will cough repeatedly.

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

Now, three years later, in March.

Three years have passed since that dream, three years, and I thought that time could repair everything and heal everything, but in reality, this is not the case.

The maid knocked on the door.

"Miss Sun, Madame asked you to go down and said that there is something to discuss with you."

"Got it."

Sun Yirou sat up from the bed and raised her hand to wipe her face in the dark night.

His face was damp and cold.

For countless days and nights, she always cried unconsciously, as if she had an eye disease and would cry herself.

Sun Yirou turned on the bedside lamp, and a faint yellow shone on the wall.

Sun Yirou walked to open the door of the wardrobe, and the latest spring clothes of this season were hung in the closet.

In the past three years, she has been living in the presidential palace, under the noses of Li Ao and Zhou He.

They were very kind to her, a lot of food, a lot of clothing, a lot of care, at least, on the surface.

Li Rui was sent abroad three years ago and has not returned.

After that, Zhou He, Li Ao and the Li family never mentioned the events of that day.

My sister also stayed abroad to recuperate, and would video with her from time to time, although, she didn't remember who she was, but at least, she was no longer hostile to her.

Sun Yirou only shows a sincere smile when she is on video with her sister.

Putting aside a lot of valuable clothes, Sun Yirou picked out a knitted long skirt that Li Wei bought for her 3 years ago and changed it, the long skirt is black, very mature and low-key, with slits on both thighs.

Because of this split, Li Wei almost ruined the clothes.

Thinking of the past, Sun Yirou only smiled faintly.

She went into the bathroom to wash, tied her hair low into a ponytail, painted her delicate makeup, and took a picture in front of the bathroom mirror.

Her face is no different from 3 years ago.

Except for seldom laughing, nothing else has changed.

Sun Yirou took out a caramel-colored cashmere coat and put it on, turned around and went downstairs.

Zhou He was sitting in the living room talking to Huang Ziming.

3 years have not left traces on her face, in addition to being more mature and dignified, Zhou He is still a beauty.

She sat on the sofa in a slanted champagne-colored cheongsam, holding tea, and sat elegantly.

"In the past 3 years, how many weddings have you attended, when will it be the turn of the two of you, you are not in a hurry, we old ones are dying, Rourou is 30 years old, that Huo Yun'er, Rourou is so much younger, there are 3 children, and now there is a wedding, but what about you?"

Huang Ziming smiled faintly and sat there listening quietly, without refuting or explaining.

How could he not want to marry Sun Yirou back as soon as possible, but Rourou was not happy and asked him to give her time, and Huang Ziming did not want to force it.

Anyway, Li Wei is dead, and he has enough time to make her change her mind and be willing.

Sun Yirou went downstairs, and Huang Ziming stood up from the sofa with a look of amazement.

The years have given her a purer beauty.

But she used to be even more indifferent.

Sun Yirou came to Huang Ziming, and Huang Ziming took the initiative to take the bag.

Sun Yirou turned her head: "Auntie, let's go." ”

Zhou He drank the tea slowly, lowered his head, and spoke very slowly, but he was majestic.

"Rourou, I know what you think, but I have enough time for you, this time, whether you agree or not, your wedding date is scheduled for October this year, and I will contact the Zhang family in a while to personally organize the wedding for you."

"Auntie......"

"Okay."

Huang Ziming was about to relieve Sun Yirou, but Sun Yirou said hello.

Her reaction made Huang Ziming and Zhou He stunned at the same time.

"Are you alright?" Sun Yirou turned around and walked out.

Huang Ziming reacted, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be contained.

Zhou He took a breath, as if relieved.

"In 3 years, she should also come out, Ziming, take advantage of the opportunity."

"Got it, thanks." This thank you, Huang Ziming said it most sincerely.

*

The car was driving on the road, and Huang Ziming looked happy.

After 3 years, they are going back to Rongcheng again, this time, to attend Huo Cheng and Huo Yuner's wedding.

They had three children, and now they are thinking of a make-up wedding.

The car drove into the airport, which is a small private airport, and Huang Ziming took Sun Yirou's hand and got on the plane.

It only takes two hours to reach Rongcheng, and the date of the wedding is tomorrow, today, but Huo Yun'er said that she missed her and asked her to come over early.

Sun Yirou was a little tired, and she didn't sleep well last night, so she fell asleep with her eyes closed on the plane.

Huang Ziming looked at her sleeping face, his heart was full of warmth, covered her with a blanket, didn't bother anymore, sat beside her and closed his eyes to rest.

Two hours later, the waiter came over and said that Rongcheng was over.

Sun Yirou woke up, refreshed and in good spirits.

The two got off the plane one after the other.

"Young master, the master is looking for you by phone." A man dressed as a bodyguard ran from the front of the car outside the airport.

Hearing that Zhang Tao was looking for him, Huang Ziming's face was not very good-looking.

He walked over with his phone and answered.

Sun Yirou stood bored and waited for him.

This airport is privately owned and there is more than one private jet.

Huang Ziming was on the phone, and a car drove in front of Sun Yirou and headed straight for another small plane.

The moment the car drove by, Sun Yirou subconsciously raised her head, but only saw the back of the man's head.

Next to him, there was a woman, also with her back, and she couldn't really see it.

Huang Ziming returned to her after making the phone call and saw that she was staring at a car in front of her.

"What are you looking at?"

Sun Yirou retracted her gaze when she heard the sound and smiled faintly.

"Nothing."

She didn't want to do it again when she was stupid 3 years ago.

She had woken up from that dream and couldn't go back to it.

"Let's go."

She saw that Huang Ziming had finished making the phone call and took the lead towards the outside of the airport.

*

The people of Huo Cheng personally went to pick her up and came to this castle.

That's right, it's a castle!

Huo Cheng, the earth emperor, built a castle for his beloved woman in Rongcheng, and when it comes to this, the woman in Rongcheng has to envy and hate Huo Yun'er once a day.

He really raised her like a princess.

Tomorrow's grand wedding will be held here, and many important people from all over the country will be invited.

In the past 3 years, Huo Cheng has been whitewashing himself little by little for the sake of Huo Yuner's mother and son, and the four of them are no longer afraid.

Now Huo's industry is all over the country, and he no longer touches those illegal things.

Sun Yirou was taken into the castle by the maid, came to a pink-decorated boudoir, and watched Huo Yun lying on the ground and arranging blocks with her youngest son.

The maid said, "Madam, Miss Sun has arrived." ”

Huo Yun'er jumped up from the ground like a child who didn't grow up, and threw herself into her arms regardless of it.

"Sister Rourou, I miss you so much, you are so ruthless, you haven't come to see me for 3 years, you don't come when I call you that, you don't know how scared I was when I gave birth to a junior, I almost died of dystocia, you are so ruthless!" She pouted aggrievedly, accusing Sun Yirou of being ruthless, and tears were about to fall as she spoke.

Huang Ziming stood here out of place, smiled and said go out for a walk, and followed the maid away.

Sun Yirou hugged the girl in front of her, who was already the mother of 3 children, and gently stroked her back.

"I'm sorry, didn't I come?"

For 3 years, it was not that she didn't want to come, but she didn't dare to come.

She was afraid that when she came here, she would think of the scene in the hospital that day, she would think of the scene she saw in Huo Cheng's office that made her heart die, and it would make her remember that everything was just her fantasy, her escapism, her vanity, and she was afraid that she would fall into despair again and not be able to get out.

She's scared, she's timid, she doesn't dare!

Huo Yun'er cried for a while, until her youngest son staggered to her legs, pulled her skirt, babbled and said something with the building blocks, saliva rubbed her hand, and rubbed her skirt from her hand, Huo Yun'er broke into tears and smiled, helplessly picked up her little son, and pinched his fleshy little face.

"Among the three children, he is the most naughty, and he can toss me the most in his stomach, almost tossing me to death, but Huo Cheng said that he will be the most promising in the future."

When it comes to children, Huo Yun'er's immature face also shows her motherly side.

Proud, happy, spoiled.

She pinched the child's fleshy face.

She said that the child was the most mischievous, but he would be the most promising in the future.

Somehow, Sun Yirou suddenly remembered Li Wei and thought of the child who had died.

Huo Yun'er teased her son for a while, and when she saw Sun Yirou standing in place in a daze, her face was gloomy, and when she noticed the gaffe, she immediately hid her smile and took a step forward.

"I'm sorry Sister Rourou, I didn't mean to ......"

"It's fine."

Sun Yirou interrupted her, looked up and smiled.

She knows Huo Yun'er very well and knows that she is not the kind of girl who thinks too much, otherwise, she would not have saved her at the beginning.

She saved Huo Yun'er, and Huo Cheng has been helping her intermittently all these years.

They don't owe each other anymore.

It's just that Huo Yun'er has always felt that she owes her in her heart, especially after Li Wei's death, Huo Yun'er wants to give her more and more.

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