Cheng Weiwan shook his head slightly, threw out all the thoughts about Han Zhihui in his mind, and then raised his feet and walked towards the door.

When she passed by Han Zhihui's side, Han Zhihui stretched out his hand and grabbed Cheng Weiwan's arm.

Cheng Weiwan's body trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to pull away from Han Zhihui's palm, but was detained tighter by Han Zhihui.

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

"I know, my request is too much and shameless, after all, I have done that to you and hurt you."

"I know it's hard to get you to believe me for a while, but, Wanwan, can you try to believe me once? Just this once! ”

"I promise I won't disappoint you, what's more, Wanwan, we still have Hanhan......"

When Han Zhihui said this, he suddenly thought that not long ago, in order to let himself and Cheng Weiwan not get entangled too much, he agreed to marry Linna, he took out his mobile phone without thinking about it, and called Linna in front of Cheng Weiwan.

He turned on hands-free.

Linna's phone answered quickly, probably because he called her, and she was very happy: "...... know"

He didn't wait for her to finish his name before he spoke: "Linna, I'm sorry, I can't marry you......"

After speaking, he hung up the phone and couldn't wait to look at Cheng Weiwan: "...... Late, it's better to go back, okay? ”

“…… Or, Wanwan, you tell me, what is it necessary for you to give me a chance, willing to believe me this time? ”

Cheng Weiwan tried to pull his wrist, and after finding that he couldn't pull it away, he stared at Han Zhihui's gaze for a moment, and then moved his gaze out the window.

She stared at the bright sunlight outside for a while, flashed her eyelids, and whispered: "From Hanhan's illness and I moved to your house, it has been almost two months, and these days, you ...... with me."

Xu was shy, she paused and ignored some unspeakable words: "...... It's almost twenty times, can you do it as often as you can...... It's over early, I want to ...... Leave early. ”

"Late ......"

Cheng Weiwan didn't wait for Han Zhihui to say the words later, she spoke softly again: "I don't know, what other plans and purposes do you have when you suddenly said these words to me, but no matter what the plans and purposes are, they have nothing to do with me, and I don't want to know why you do this, haven't you always wanted me to stay away from you?" I'll do it, and as long as everything between us is dealt with, I won't let myself appear in your world again after I'm gone. ”

After speaking, Cheng Weiwan used his strength again, wanting to break free of his wrist from Han Zhihui's palm.

Han Zhihui instinctively increased his strength and said: "Wanwan, I said these words to you, they are all in my heart, and I have no purpose or plan." ”

Cheng Weiwan pursed his lips and didn't speak again, and the strength of his wrist to break free was even greater.

"If you have to think that I have any plans and purposes, then all I can think of is to be with you, make up for you, and make up for all the bastard things I have done little by little! Of course, I didn't do it because I was indebted, I did it because I really liked ......"