At the moment the plane crashed into the sea, Li Xi's last words to Cheng Ruo were: "Live well for me."
Cheng Ruo is alive. Like an empty shell, he lived for eight full years.
He takes charge of Weiruo, takes care of the Li family, and lives like Li Xi. Everyone said that Mr. Cheng was as cold as ice. Only he knows that every late night, he will light a lamp in the bamboo hut, waiting for someone who will never come back.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back on the first day of college. On the basketball court, twenty-year-old Li Xizheng looked at him condescendingly, frowning and said, "Cheng Ruo, is this all you have?"
Cheng Ruo didn't think about anything at that moment. He rushed forward, and under the watchful eyes of the entire department, he hugged the person he had let down for his whole life in his previous life.
But what he didn't expect was that Li Xi also came back.
"Cheng Ruo, what you owed me in your last life, how are you going to repay it in this life?"
"Use this life, the next life, the next life."
