A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Han Zhihui noticed her eyes and stepped into the room, paused.

His eyes didn't look at her. Soon, he raised his feet again, took a step, and entered the bathroom.

Cheng Weiwan listened to the sound of the whispering water in the bathroom, his heart rate could not help but mess up the beat.

The sound of water stopped, and Cheng Weiwan subconsciously held his breath, and across the bathroom door, she heard small movements inside.

At the moment when the door was opened, her body stretched and her fingertips grasped the bedding subconsciously.

Han Zhihui, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, walked to the bed and didn't look at it. It wasn't too late that Cheng was lying on the bed. He opened the quilt and lay down.

Cheng Weiwan's body became more stiff, and she gripped the futon's fingertips, and they all shuddered gently.

The bedroom was very quiet, and she didn't dare to breathe, she held her breath and waited for a long time, and when he saw him there was no movement at all, so she relaxed a little.

She was afraid that he was not asleep, and suddenly there was interest in that area. Although she was tired and sleepy, she dared not sleep.

It was hard for him to breathe evenly and long, and was asleep, she dared to sleep, but she closed her eyes, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

She knew that it was because he was lying beside her and she was not used to it.

It was funny to say, two years ago, when she and he were sleeping on a bed, she was as happy as having the world, but two years later, he and her were lying on a bed, but she felt extremely tormented. Uncomfortable.

Lying in the same posture for a long time, it was a little uncomfortable, but Cheng was too late and did not dare to move, afraid of waking Han Zhihui around him.

She didn't know how long she had been lying in a cranky way. In the end, because she was so uncomfortable, she quietly opened the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the window.

After playing this night, Han Zhihui came back to live for the next few nights.

At first, he came home in the middle of the night. Later, because he was not busy at work, he came back one day earlier than the other, and the time he met in the villa with Cheng Weiwei was also longer than the day. There was no conversation with her, and she had not looked at her with a straight eye. Of course, when he slept with her in a bed at night, he had not touched her with a finger.

Days passed by day by day, and we turned into a new month.

There is only one week left before Cheng Han's operation.

I don’t know if it’s too long to face Han Zhihui every day, or because Cheng Han’s surgery is approaching. Cheng Weiwei is so worried every day that the pressure on his heart is getting bigger every day.

She knew that her condition was related to depression. She increased the dose of medication, but her condition showed no signs of being controlled.

It was the housekeeper who first discovered that Cheng was not late.

At first, the housekeeper didn't care too much, only when Cheng Weiye was unhappy about her thoughts, but later, she bumped into the scene of Cheng Weiye crying alone for several days, and she was inevitably worried.

On the second day of the new month, the housekeeper once again saw the picture of Cheng Weiye hiding and crying secretly, and finally he couldn't hold back and told Han Zhihui.

This day is a weekend. In the morning, Han Zhi returned to an appointment to play golf and went out early in the morning.

After finishing the lunch session, he had an appointment to play cards in the afternoon. Suddenly there was no interest, and the driver sent him home early.