Chapter 2445: Picked a person

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Ye Rong gave the cake to her daughter, "Shall we take it home and eat it?"
She bent down and said to her daughter.
It's almost ten o'clock now, even if they don't sleep, everyone else is going to sleep.
"Okay," Yan Huan nodded vigorously, "Hua Huan eats with his mother."
Ye Rong took Yan Huan's little hand, and Yan Huan also carried a small cake in one hand. The cake was not heavy, but rather light. It was originally a small piece, with more cream on it and less cake.
"Mom, I want to see the lights." Yan Huan pointed to the tall building in front of him.
"Lamp?" Ye Rong looked up, as if there was nothing to see.
"Mom, I want to see the lights," Yan Huan still pointed at the building with his little finger.
Ye Rong had to take her daughter to look at the lights, and she didn’t know what happened to Yan Huan today. She just liked doing these weird things. Before, she didn’t like it at all. At this time, she would rather read her villain at home. went.
Ye Rong took her daughter to stand on top of that building, and Yan Huan held her little cake in her arms. She was looking at the lights, but her eyes seemed to be looking for something from time to time?
Why is it not there? Yeah, why not? Obviously this is the time. The woman puts this time on her lips every day. No matter how long the time has passed, she clearly remembers the time and the place.
Nothing wrong, but why not?
Is it true that she really remembered the date? But this is impossible, she will not remember.
She resisted the urge to stomp, still pretending to like the lights in front of her. In fact, what did these lights look at? She was looking to doze off, and she could not stay too long.
And her anxious little nose tip was cold sweat, and even a face was suffocating red at this time. Fortunately, it is okay at night now, and there is not that bright light. Fortunately, Ye Rong I didn't find that she was red like a monkey at this time.
Until a burst of rumbling voice reached her ears.
She listened carefully. Sure enough, there was another cry. If it weren't for her, it wouldn't be heard.
"Mom, I heard a cat meowing. Let's take the cat home, OK?"
"Cat, where did the cat come from?" Ye Rong didn't hear anything.
"There are cats, there."
Yan Huan pointed to the front, she let Ye Rong's hand ran away.
"Huanhuan, don't run..."
Ye Rong followed quickly.
Yan Huan had ran to a flower bed. Sure enough, he first saw half of the human leg. Of course, the man was fully covered. There was no missing arm or broken leg, and she also knew, who is this person?
Finally, let her meet.
Finally, they were not late this time.
Finally, he is still there, and so are they.
Uncle Zhou, we are meeting again. Uncle Zhou, in this life, no one will run between you.
Uncle Zhou, I will give my mother to you, then you must be kind to my mother, we said yes, it will take a lifetime.
"Huanhuan..."
Ye Rong came over quickly and took her daughter's hand. As a result, she saw someone lying on the ground.
"Mom," Yan Huan extended his finger and pointed to the garden in front of him, "There is an uncle who is sick."
Ye Rong pulled her daughter behind her. In fact, she is also very nervous and scared. Anyone who meets a person lying on the ground half dead in the middle of the night will not be calm.
It seemed that Ye Rong didn't have such courage to let Ye Rong save this person, but if Ye Rong turned his head away now, Ye Rong couldn't do anything like that, but he wouldn't save him.
"Mom, uncle is sick, shall we take uncle home?"
Yan Huan ripped Ye Rong's sleeve, "Uncle is really too pitiful, just like a cat."
Ye Rong looked at the man for a long time. She turned around again, crouched on her daughter's body, and then put the small piece of cake in her daughter's hand.
"Huanhuan, stay here, don't go, mother go to see the uncle."
"Okay," Yan Huan promised. She didn't leave the man with her eyes. In fact, she knew that he was okay, but she had a fever, and the fever was a little serious, so she fell asleep.
And all they have to do is to take him back to his home.
Yan Huan put his little cake in front of her eyes. The cake is actually not beautiful at all, and of course there is no art, but it tastes good.
Ye Rong walked over carefully, then crouched down.
Then she pushed her gently.
"Hey, you wake up."
In fact, she still thought it was a dead person. After all, she stayed still, and when she got closer, she knew that the person was not dead, because she was still breathing, because the chest ups and downs continued. .
"You wake up," she pushed again, and the temperature from the man's body caused her to quickly withdraw her hand. At this time, her finger still had the hot body temperature of the man. .
Is this a fever?
"Hello..." Ye Rong patted the man's face again, and when this hand fell on the man, almost all of them would burn to her fingers.
The man sighed and responded, but the man did not wake up, but there seemed to be some consciousness, and he didn't pass out.
"Don't sleep," Ye Rong looked around, and he really didn't know what to do with this man?
The man's head shook left and right, maybe he wanted to be awake for a while, but his head was too wooden, so he couldn't wake up.
The man squinted his eyes and wanted to sit up, even though he seemed to be in a dream, maybe even he himself didn't know where he was, what did he do?
"I help you get up," Ye Rong quickly wanted to lift the man, and the weight of the man's entire body was also pressed on Ye Rong's body. Ye Rong is no longer the previous Ye Rong, she also has A good strength, so at the very least, you can still stand up straight, even if it still bears the weight of a man.
Fortunately, this man can still stand, he still has some consciousness.
Ye Rong tried to walk forward while she walked, and this man followed.
Gently, Ye Rong breathed a sigh of relief. The man didn’t really sleep, otherwise she really didn’t know how to skin the man, and she couldn’t let her carry a big man.
Yan Huan saw Ye Rong coming and hurriedly ran over, holding the cake in one hand and holding the corner of her mother's clothes.
Don’t let it go. Ye Rongxian only has one hand to use. She gently rubbed her daughter’s small head, and now she really can’t care about her daughter. What did this man grow up to eat, Why is it so heavy?