Cheng Weiwan shook his head gently, throwing away all the thoughts about Han Zhihui in his mind, then raised his feet and walked towards the door.
When she passed by Han Zhihui, Han Zhihui reached out and took Cheng Weiwan's arm.
Cheng Weiwan's body trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to pull away from Han Zhihui's palm, but Han Zhihui held him tighter.
"Really, Wanwan, what I just said is true."
"I know, my request is excessive and shameless. After all, I have treated you so and hurt you."
"I also know that it is difficult for you to believe me for a while, but Wanwan, can you try to believe me once? Just this once!"
"I promise I won't let you down, not to mention, Wanwan, we still have Hanhan..."
When Han Zhihui said this, he suddenly thought of the fact that he had agreed to marry Linna not long ago in order to prevent himself and Cheng Weiwan from getting too entangled. Without thinking, he took out his mobile phone and said it in front of Cheng Weiwan. , called Lina.
He turned on speakerphone.
Lina answered the phone quickly, probably because he called her. She was very happy: "I know..."
He didn't even wait for her to finish saying his name before he spoke: "Lina, I'm sorry, I can't marry you..."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked at Cheng Weiwan impatiently: "... Wanwan, let's go back, okay?"
"...Or, Wanwan, tell me, what will it take for you to be willing to give me a chance and to believe in me this time?"
Cheng Weiwan tried to twitch his wrist, but when he found that it couldn't go away, he stared at Han Zhihui's unblinking gaze for a moment, then moved his gaze out the window.
She stared at the bright sunshine outside for a while, blinked her eyelids, and said in a low voice: "It has been almost two months since Hanhan got sick and I moved to your house. These days, you With me… "
Perhaps out of shyness, she paused and ignored some words that were difficult to say: "... almost twenty times, can you try more often... to end it as soon as possible, I want... to leave as soon as possible."
"Wanwan..."
Before Cheng Weiwan could wait for Han Zhihui's next words to come out, she whispered again: "I don't know what other plans and purposes you have for suddenly saying these words to me, but no matter what, Whatever your plans and purposes are, they have nothing to do with me, and I don’t want to know the reason why you did this. Haven’t you always wanted me to stay away from you? I will do it, as long as everything between us is settled. After I leave, I will definitely not let myself appear in your world again."
After saying that, Cheng Weiwan used strength again, trying to free his wrist from Han Zhihui's palm.
Han Zhihui instinctively increased his strength: "Wanwan, these words I am telling you are all from my heart. I have no purpose or plan."
Cheng Weiwan pursed his lips and said no more. The force on his wrist became stronger.
"If you insist on thinking that I have any plans and purposes, then all I can think of is that I want to be with you, make it up to you, and make up for all the bastard things I have done bit by bit. ! Of course, I didn’t do it because of a debt, I did it because I really like it... "