Han Zhihui noticed her eyes, and paused as he walked into the house.

His gaze did not look at her, and soon he lifted his feet again, took a step, and entered the bathroom.

Cheng Weiwan listened to the constant sound of running water in the bathroom, and his heartbeat couldn't help but mess up the beat.

The sound of water stopped, Cheng Weiwan subconsciously held her breath, and through the bathroom door, she heard a small movement coming from inside.

The moment the door was opened, her body tensed, and her fingertips subconsciously grasped the futon.

Han Zhihui, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, walked to the bed, didn't even glance at Cheng Weiwan who was lying on the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down directly.

Cheng Weiwan's body stiffened even more, and her fingertips grabbing the futon trembled slightly.

The bedroom was very quiet, she didn't dare to breathe wantonly, she held her breath and waited quietly for a long time, and saw that he had no movement around her, so she relaxed a little.

She was afraid that he was not asleep, and suddenly there was such an interest, and although she was very tired and sleepy, she did not dare to sleep.

Finally survived until he breathed evenly and long, and was already asleep, she dared to sleep, but she closed her eyes, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

She knew it was because he was lying next to him, and she didn't fit in.

It's funny to say that two years ago, when she slept in the same bed with him, she was full of joy as if she had the whole world, but two years later, he and she were lying in the same bed, and she felt extremely miserable.

Lying in the same position for a long time, it was a little uncomfortable, but Cheng Weitai didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up Han Zhihui beside him.

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

Since this night, Han Zhihui has come back to live for the next few nights.

At first, he went home in the middle of the night, and then he came back earlier and earlier day by day because he was not busy with work, and the time he met Cheng Weiwan in the villa became longer and longer day by day, but he still treated her as if she didn't exist, and he didn't have any conversation with her, nor did he look at her with his eyes, of course, at night, when he slept in the same bed with her, he didn't touch a finger of her.

The days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye entered the new month.

There is only one week left until Cheng Han's surgery.

I don't know if it's because I have been facing Han Zhihui for too long every day, or if the day of Cheng Han's surgery is approaching, Cheng Weiwan is worrying day by day, and the pressure in his heart is getting bigger and bigger day by day.

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

The first to find out that something was wrong with Cheng Weiwan was the housekeeper.

At first, the housekeeper didn't pay much attention to it, but Cheng Weiwan was depressed, but later, she bumped into Cheng Weiwan secretly crying alone for several days, and she was inevitably worried in her heart.

On the second day of entering the new month, when the housekeeper saw Cheng Weiwan hiding alone and crying secretly, he finally couldn't hold back and told Han Zhihui.

It was the weekend, and Han Zhihui made an appointment to play golf in the morning and went out early in the morning.

After finishing the lunch, he had made an appointment to play cards in the afternoon, but suddenly lost interest and asked the driver to send him home early.