A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

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Since Cheng Weiwan told Han Zhihui not to let him come downstairs to guard her, Han Zhihui really didn't come again.

It wasn’t too late at the beginning, she would still look downstairs at night. After a long time, the downstairs had been empty. Without Han Zhihui’s figure, she gradually didn’t want it anymore, and those impetuous and impetuous also followed slowly. Slowed down.

The days are more and more similar, from the time when the future is not too late and Cheng Han lives together.

Although the days of stability are not fast, it still falls into the winter unconsciously.

As soon as the temperature reached zero, it snowed in Beijing, and Cheng Han accompanied Cheng Han to build a snowman in the community during the day. It was probably too crazy to play. Cheng Han was tired and fell asleep early in the evening.

Cheng Weiwan's new book has come to an end. She wants to publish the book by the end of the year, so she has been rushing to write it recently.

Tonight, the inspiration was very good. Unconsciously, Cheng Weiwan actually wrote more than three thousand words.

She glanced at the time, it was not early, she glanced at the outline again, and there were probably only a few thousand words left from the end. She simply wrote it tomorrow.

Closing the computer, Cheng Weiwan was just about to take a shower, and her phone rang.

In the middle of the night, few people called her, and Cheng Weiwan wondered how to fold it from the bathroom door to the bed.

Picking up her phone, she glanced at the caller ID, and the whole person seemed to be awkward and stunned.

She was curious about who was calling, and she thought about many possibilities, but she thought about it all the time, but she didn't expect that the person who called was actually the one she thought was the most unlikely.

Yes, her father, Cheng Weiguo.

This seems to be her memory, he called her for the first time...

Cheng Weiwan thought that she had made a mistake. She blinked her eyes vigorously, only to find out that the word “father” was really displayed on the phone screen.

She trembles her fingers and slides the screen to answer. The "hello" sound of her mouth is not fluctuating.

Perhaps it was too long to answer the phone, Cheng Weiguo did not respond, and did not speak for a while.

Cheng Weiwan's excitement squeezed his heart, and he asked softly: "You call, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Tomorrow at 6:30, Beijing Hotel, come over and we will have dinner."

Compared to before, Cheng Weiwan took the initiative to call Cheng Weiguo. He spoke in a tone. Although his tone was not very good this time, it was much better than before.

However, after he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for her to respond.

Although the phone had only been connected for more than ten seconds, Cheng Weiwan stared at the call log and looked at it many times, before I could believe that Cheng Weiguo really called her and took the initiative to invite her to dinner together... …

Cheng Weiwan couldn't remember exactly how many years she had. She didn't sit with Cheng Weiguo and had a meal.

With little hesitation, she decided to go to Cheng Weiguo the next night.

Just before afternoon, she sent Cheng Han to Lin Muqing, then took a bath, changed clothes, and went out early.

In the end, it was too early. She ordered a cup of afternoon tea at the cafe next to the hotel. She waited until the agreed time before she picked up her mobile phone and called Cheng Weiguo.

It was completely different from the scene in which she called him and he did not answer the phone. This time he answered quickly.

Cheng was not late: "I'm here. Which room are you in?"