Chapter 961: It's Not Obsessive, It's Waiting (6)
She even compared him to Niu Lang, and said that he was sent to the door for free, and he didn't need to spend money...... Does this mean that he is not even as good as a cow-herd?
Han Zhihui narrowed his eyes and stopped suddenly. @δΉ@ζ@
The man who was still angry was amused by Cheng Weiwan's remarks, and laughed out loud: "Wanwan, you are really enough, I have seen self-comfort, and it is the first time I have seen you self-comforting like this." β
"I'm not comforting myself, I really think so, I didn't take it to heart at all in this transaction with him, I just thought I was ordering a cow-lang, just for fun......" Cheng Weiwan said, the corners of his lips hooked up with a chuckle: "...... However, then again, Brother Yinan, although I haven't looked for Niu Lang, I think that his skills are definitely much worse than Niu Lang......
She scolded him for not being as good as the Cowherd, and said that his skills were not as good as the Cowherd?
The gloomy moment filled Han Zhihui's entire face, and even the aura that overflowed from his body became a little oozing.
The two people in front of him didn't notice him behind him at all, and after listening to Cheng Weiwan's words, the man chuckled twice: "He must know, if you think of him so much, I'm afraid I'm going to be angry!" β
"Fearless......" Cheng Weiwan replied with four words that he didn't care.
Fearless?
The fire that was about to explode exploded in an instant.
Han Zhihui raised his foot sharply and walked towards Cheng Weiwan.
It's just that the others haven't walked behind Cheng Weiwan yet, and Cheng Weiwan, who was about to walk out of the supermarket door, opened his mouth again.
Her voice was a little low, as if she was thinking about something: "...... As early as two years ago, when I stood downstairs in his house and watched him bring other women home, his joys and sorrows, his successes and failures, his happiness and misery, all had nothing to do with me. β
With the words "It's all about me", it got into Han Zhihui's ears, and he seemed to be halfway pointed, and the whole person suddenly stopped in place.
Once when she was keeping watch night and night downstairs in his house, he dreamed that she would have nothing to do with him again.
Now, he finally heard this sentence from her mouth, he should be happy, but in his heart, he didn't have the slightest joy, and even a little ...... Unspeakable panic.
Panic?
With these two words, it entered Han Zhihui's mind, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and the next second he shook his head vigorously and threw this thought out.
What are you kidding internationally...... Will he panic because of her?
That's really hehe......
Han Zhihui shook his head again, and then retracted his thoughts.
Cheng Weiwan and the man had already left the supermarket, and even the car on the side of the road was gone.
The rain was still falling, and after Han Zhihui walked out of the supermarket, he didn't rush to get into the car, but held an umbrella and was stunned on the side of the road.
The wind was very strong, and the rain blew under the umbrella, and the lower half of his body was quickly wet.
He stood as if he didn't feel it.
He didn't know how long he had been standing, and in his mind, he suddenly flashed back to what she said: "As early as two years ago, when I stood downstairs in his house and watched him bring other women home, his joys and sorrows, successes and failures, happiness and misery, all had nothing to do with me. β
This sentence was like a spell, he didn't want to think about it, but it was echoing in his mind.
Over and over again...... At the end, his hand shook suddenly, and the umbrella slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground.