A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Cheng Weiwan shook his head gently, throwing away all the thoughts about Han Zhihui in his mind, then raised his feet and walked towards the door.

As she passed Han Zhihui's side, Han Zhihui held out her hand and pulled Cheng Weiwan's arm.

Cheng Weiwan's body shook, and he subconsciously wanted to pull away from Han Zhihui's palm, but he was tightened more by Han Zhihui.

"Really, later, what I just said is true."

"I know that my request is excessive and shameless, after all, I have treated you so badly and hurt you."

"I also know that it will be difficult for you to believe me in a short while, but, later, can you try to believe me once? Just this time!"

"I promise you will not be disappointed, not to mention, we will have Hanhan later..."

When Han Zhihui talked about this, he suddenly thought that he didn't want to entangle too much with Cheng Weiye not long ago, and promised to marry Linna. He took out his phone without thinking about it, in front of Cheng Weiwan. And called Linna.

He opened the hands-free.

Linna answered the phone quickly, probably because he called her, she was very happy: "Know..."

He didn't wait for her to call his name completely, and he opened: "Lina, I'm sorry, I can't marry you..."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and couldn't wait to look at Cheng before it was too late: "...Late evening, go back, okay?"

"...Or, late at night, you tell me, what is going on, you are willing to give me a chance, willing to believe me this time?"

Cheng Weiwan tried to draw his own wrist and found that he couldn't walk away. He stared at Han Zhi's unchanging eyes for a moment, and then turned his gaze to the window.

She stared at the bright sunlight outside for a while, blinking her eyelids and whispering: "I have moved to your house from Hanhan, and now it has been almost two months. These days, you With me……"

Xu was shy, she stopped, ignoring some words that were difficult to say: "...almost twenty times, can you try to be as frequent as possible... end early, I think... leave early."

"Late night..."

Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhihui's words to come out, and she whispered softly again: "I don't know, you and I said these words suddenly, what other plans and purposes do you have, but no matter what What plan and purpose has nothing to do with me, and I don’t want to know why you did it, don’t you always want me to be far away from you? I will do it, as long as everything between us is handled cleanly After I leave, I will definitely not let myself appear in your world."

Having said that, Cheng Weiwan exerted his strength again and wanted to free his wrist from Han Zhihui's palm.

Han Zhihui instinctively increased his strength: "Late, I will say these things to you, they are all from my heart. I have no purpose or intention."

Cheng Weiwan sipped his lips late and didn't speak anymore. The force on his wrist broke free.

"If you have to feel that I have any plans and purposes, then all I can think of is to want to be with you, to compensate you well, and to make up for the **** I have done. Of course, I didn’t do it because of a debt, I did it because I really like..."