After the message was successfully sent, Han Zhihui stared at the phone for a moment, then dropped the phone on the bed and went into the bathroom.

After coming out, Han Zhihui glanced out the window twice, and finally changed the original step towards the bed to the balcony.

Lifted the curtain and glanced out, Cheng Weiwan was still ......

Han Zhi turned his head and glanced at the time on the wall, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

After sending a text message to Lin Sheng, he finally calmed down and became irritable again.

I really wondered, didn't he and her have already come to an end? Isn't she a thing of the past for him?

She's raining downstairs and keeping vigil all night, what's the matter with him, he's a fart here!

Han Zhihui thought about it, so he walked to the bedside table, took the cigarette case and, lit a cigarette, Han Zhihui smoked while taking steps back to the balcony.

Cheng Weiwan never left, Han Zhihui leaned against the glass door of the balcony, smoking cigarette after cigarette, staring at her.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that Cheng Weiwan finally stood up from the ground.

She probably squatted for too long, her legs were numb, and when she was halfway up, she almost fell on it.

Seeing this scene, Han Zhihui, the fingertips holding the cigarette couldn't help but exert force, almost breaking the cigarette.

Fortunately, Cheng Weiwan quickly stretched out his hand, helped the stone table next to him, and stabilized his body.

She stood in a half-bent position for a moment, presumably as the numbness in her legs faded, before she looked up at his window.

From a long distance, he knew that it was impossible for her to see him, but the moment her gaze came, he quickly hid behind the curtain.

After a long while, Han Zhihui opened the curtain and looked downstairs.

The parasol was empty, and Cheng Weitai was gone.

He had been looking forward to her all night, and finally he had left her, and he didn't need to be irritable anymore, and he could go back to bed to make up for sleep.

This should obviously be happy, but for some reason, Han Zhihui found that he was not sleepy at all, and in the depths of his heart where his irritability had faded, there was an indescribable feeling of emptiness.

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When the car was about to arrive at the "Beijing World Hotel", Ji Yi suddenly said: "Master, please send me to the airport now." ”

The master was stunned and said in surprise: "Miss, aren't you going to Beijing Hotel?" ”

Ji Yi didn't reply to his master's words, took out his mobile phone, checked the flight at half past ten, and then said again: "Master, go to the No. 3 space building." ”

Seeing that Ji Yilian said twice to go to the airport, the master replied "Okay", and hurriedly turned the car around at the intersection in front of him.

Arrived at the airport, but it was just eight o'clock, and there were still two and a half hours before He Jichen's take-off.

Ji Yi thought to himself, He Jichen probably hadn't arrived at the airport yet, so he found a random place at the place where he handled the international boarding pass at the airport and waited patiently.

At nine twenty, Chen Bai pushed the luggage cart and appeared in Ji Yi's field of vision.

Behind him, followed by He Jichen.

Maybe because he wasn't on a business trip, He Jichen today was wearing casual clothes and a pair of sunglasses, looking much younger than his usual clothes and leather shoes.

He Jichen and Chen Bai didn't notice Ji Yi, and walked directly along the red carpet to the first-class window and went through the boarding pass and check-in procedures.