She didn't understand why he had changed all of a sudden, but she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't think to ask.

She admitted that his transformation made her a little happy, but she only dared to rejoice quietly in her heart alone, except for joy, she didn't even dare to have a little other superfluous thoughts, of course, she wouldn't let herself have it.

Because of the family environment, she has been alone since she was a child, so she is a little resistant to others, but once she accepts it, she uses it sincerely.

Especially Han Zhihui, at that time, she really was with him with the idea of being a couple for the rest of her life.

Therefore, when she knew that Han Zhihui was with her and lied to her, her world really collapsed.

She had a heart, and she was scattered when she was hurt, and since then, she has been very clear that she has not lost the ability to love, but she does not dare to love.

Therefore, in the recent period, Han Zhihui's friendly and caring actions towards her, she didn't let or dare to let herself think deeply, she thought that he was just a whim.

Therefore, she doesn't need to waste too much thoughts on him now, because ...... He won't love her, and as long as she never holds out hope, there will be no disappointment, let alone despair......

Thinking about it, Cheng Weiwan shook his head, threw all the thoughts about Han Zhihui out of his mind, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep.

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After leaving that night, Han Zhihui did not return home for several days in a row.

He has several residences in Beijing, and in the past he did not go back to the villa and would go to live elsewhere, but this time, he was immersed in the company day and night.

He was like crazy, working during the day and working at night, harming the company's senior management, and accompanying him in the company every night to work overtime until the early hours of the morning before he could get off work.

In just five days of such high-intensity work, two employees have fallen ill, but he still desperately pounces on his work as if he can't see it.

The people in the company who usually deal with Han Zhihui often can see that he has been particularly weird recently, working day and night as if he is avoiding something, but no one dares to ask.

For the company's employees, such a "dark day" lasted for a week, until the arrival of a new week on Tuesday, everyone finally took a breath.

That morning, before six o'clock, Han Zhihui was in the lounge in the office, took a shower, changed into a clean suit, shaved in front of the mirror, dressed himself up neatly, and drove from the company to the suburban cemetery.

In the early morning, the cemetery was full of dew, and when he walked along the hillside to Lili's grave, his leather shoes were already covered with mud.

In front of Lili's tomb, there were a few weeds, Han Zhihui rolled up his sleeves, pulled out the grass himself, and then wiped the Lili's tombstone, and finally his fingertips stopped on the photo of Lili in the middle of the tombstone.

Eighteen-year-old Lili, wearing a white dress, standing in front of a rose, tilting his head, smiling with a brilliant youth.

Han Zhihui stared at the photo for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, he got up and placed the things he bought one by one in front of the tombstone of Li.

After reading the departure, Han Zhihui did not leave in a hurry, but found a place in front of the tomb and sat down leaning on the tombstone.