The bedroom was very quiet, and except for the occasional shredding sound of Cheng Weiwan flipping through papers, there was no other sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Weiwan, who was tired of reading, closed the book, rubbed his eyes, and prepared to go to the bathroom to sleep. But before he got up, he heard Han Zhihui talking drunkenly: "Wanwan." ,Wanwan..."
Cheng Weiwan's movement to get up suddenly stopped.
His voice was not high-pitched, but it was particularly clear in the silent bedroom.
He shouted her name many times before finally finding new vocabulary: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He was like a repeater, repeating these three words over and over again.
Cheng Weiwan's fingertips couldn't help but curl up and clasp the hem of his clothes.
I'm sorry... In his drunken dream, he apologized to her again and again, was it because he really felt sorry for her
Does this mean that what he said to her some time ago is true, that he really likes her and really wants to start over with her
"Wanwan, I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry, Wanwan..."
His voice penetrated into her ears again, making her heart waver slightly.
She knows that she shouldn't be wavering like this. People can be mean once, but they can't be mean again and again. However, when facing someone who truly loves them, who can really not be mean
But wavering is wavering, and it is just wavering.
There was no way she could be with him again.
Not with him, but with anyone else.
So, she should stop worrying about the sleep talk he said.
Cheng Weiwan thought about it, got up and entered the bathroom.
After coming out of the bathroom, before she could go to the bed, she heard Han Zhihui's murmur again: "Wanwan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wanwan..."
Cheng Weiwan stopped and stood at the door of the bathroom. He listened to Han Zhihui's repeated words for a while, then turned around and walked to the balcony.
Cheng Weiwan waited until Han Zhihui calmed down completely before returning to the bedroom from the balcony.
Lying on the bed, she obviously didn't think about anything, but she felt that her mind was in a mess. She stared at the ceiling for a long time. When the sky outside the window turned pale, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know if it was influenced by Han Zhihui's sleep talk, Cheng Weiwan didn't sleep well, and she woke up soon after.
Sitting up, what he saw was that the bathroom door was opened, and Han Zhihui, wearing home clothes, holding a towel and wiping his wet hair, walked out.
Han Zhihui also saw Cheng Weiwan. He stopped wiping his hair, and then said aloud: "Are you awake?"
Cheng Weiwan didn't say anything, but nodded gently to Han Zhihui, then lifted up the quilt and entered the bathroom.
When she came out after washing, Han Zhihui had already dried his hair and was sitting on the sofa looking fresh, reading the morning newspaper.
Cheng Weiwan did not disturb him and walked directly towards the bedroom door, ready to see Hanhan.
But before she had even taken two steps, Han Zhihui, who was reading the newspaper, said, "Wan Wan?"
Cheng Weiwan stopped and looked back at Han Zhihui.
Han Zhihui stared at the newspaper for a moment, then turned his attention to Cheng Weiwan's face: "Wanwan, if you really want to leave me..."
(End of chapter)