Somehow, Han Zhihui suddenly remembered that when Cheng Weiwan courier him with the key to Yongyi Garden Apartment, the words written on the note he carried inside: "I heard that you have a new love, and from now on, my hero will fight for another girl." ”

Han Zhihui's heart felt as if he had been stabbed, and the pain made him breathe, and it took a while for his brain to spin again.

No, he never had any new love, and he never fought for another girl......

Even if he has a ghost in his heart, he has only one woman like her in his life.

He told her this, would she forgive him...... Will you believe him...... Will you be willing to be with him?

It's just that he hurt her so deeply, how could he be embarrassed to say love to her?

But no matter how embarrassed he is, he really loves her...... Isn't there an old saying that it's never too late to get lost?

He knows that he is wrong, he changes it, and he will change it all in the future, is she willing to give her a chance to be good to her again?

He promised that he would treat her well, love her well, give her the best in the world, and make up for what he once owed her, and others owed her, and he would not make her angry again, nor would he make her sad again, let alone let her down again......

Would she be willing to give him another chance, willing to trust him again?

Once, just this once, just once.

Thinking about it, Han Zhihui suddenly stood up from the office chair, grabbed his coat and car keys, ran out of the office, and rushed downstairs.

He stepped on the gas pedal and ran all the way home.

He had a clear finger mark on his face, and when he entered the house, the housekeeper saw it, and asked him what was going on with a nervous and distressed face, and he ignored the butler, and quickly stepped on the stairs and ran to the bedroom.

She's sleeping.

Han Zhihui wanted to shout "Cheng is not too late", but disappeared from his lips in an instant.

……

Han Zhihui didn't sleep all night, he stayed overnight.

……

After Cheng Weiwan woke up, the first thing he saw was Han Zhihui.

The man's chin was covered with stubble, his eyes were red, and his face had red and swollen finger prints.

Cheng Weiwan looked at Han Zhihui like this, was stunned, and then withdrew his gaze, as usual, did not speak, silently lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

After washing, Cheng Weiwan was ready to leave the bedroom and go to find Hanhan.

She thought that Han Zhihui would not talk to her, but she didn't expect that when she walked to the door, Han Zhihui called out to her: "Late." ”

He called her, in the same tone as she had said when she thought he loved her.

Cheng Weiwan stood with his back to Han Zhihui for a while before turning his head to look at him.

She didn't speak.

Han Zhihui swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spoke, "Can we talk?" ”

Cheng Weiwan was a little overwhelmed by Han Zhihui's sudden change of attitude.

She thought he was playing some trick, and she didn't dare to agree, but she didn't refuse.

"Are you hungry, why don't you have breakfast first and we'll talk?"

Han Zhihui spoke again, letting Cheng Weiwan know that he was serious, and she shook her head.

"Then you sit down first." Han Zhihui pointed to the side of the bed.

Cheng Weiwan didn't sit down.

Han Zhihui swallowed another mouthful of saliva, as if he was afraid of being disturbed, he walked to the bedroom door, locked the door, and then turned around and faced Cheng Weiwan.

She didn't sit, and neither did he.

He stared at her eyes for a while, and then said aloud, "Tonight, can we go back well?" ”

ps: Can you go back well?! Listen to you! Tomorrow morning to Shanghai, in the evening about a king of glory KPL professional players for dinner, the next book wants to write a story about professional players, so do a little understanding~ about more than half a year to make an appointment, so I am not sure what time tomorrow will be updated, if there is no update before 12 o'clock in the evening, come and see it the morning after tomorrow~ tell everyone in advance, lest you wait tomorrow night~ Mo Da, and finally ask for a monthly pass~Next~