A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Somehow, Han Zhihui suddenly remembered that when he sent the key of the Yongyi Garden apartment to him by courier before the end of the journey, the words written on the note: "I heard that you have a new love, and since then, my hero, It’s going to be a **** battle for another girl."

Han Zhihui's heart seemed to be stabbed, and he suffocated his breath for a while. After a while, his brain turned again.

No, he never had anything new, nor did he fight for another **** the battlefield...

Even if he had a baby in his heart, he was the only woman in his life.

He told her this, would she forgive him... would she believe him... would she be with him?

It's just that he hurt her so deeply, why is he so sorry to love her?

No matter how embarrassed, he loves her sincerely... Isn't it an old saying that it's too late to get lost?

He knew he was wrong, he changed it, and later changed it all. Will she give her a chance to treat him again?

He promised that he would treat her well, love her well, give her the best in the world, and give her back what he once owed her, and others owe her, he will make her back, he will not make her angry again, It won't make her sad anymore, let alone let her down...

Will she be willing to give him another chance and be willing to believe him again?

Once, just this time, just once.

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

He stepped on the accelerator and ran home all the way.

He had clear fingerprints on his face. When he entered the house, the housekeeper saw it. He looked nervous and distressed and asked him what was going on. He ignored the housekeeper and quickly ran up the stairs to the bedroom.

She is sleeping.

Han Zhihui's "Cheng is not too late" that he wanted to call disappeared instantly.

...

Han Zhihui didn't sleep all night, but he stayed the night before.

...

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

The man's chin is stubble, his eyes are red, and there are red fingerprints on his face.

Cheng Weiwan looked at Han Zhihui like this, froze for a moment, and then withdrew his gaze. As usual, he did not speak, silently lifted the quilt, and got out of bed into the bathroom.

After washing, Cheng Weiwan was about to leave the bedroom to find Hanhan.

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

He called her, late and late, exactly the same tone as when she thought he loved her.

Cheng Weiwan turned his back to Han Zhi for a while before turning his head to look at him.

She didn't speak.

Han Zhihui swallowed and said, "Can we have a chat?"

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

She thought he was playing tricks, she did not dare to agree, but did not refuse.

"Are you hungry, or would you like to have breakfast first, let's talk?"

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

"Then sit first." Han Zhihui pointed to the bed.

Cheng did not sit late.

Han Zhihui swallowed again. He seemed to be afraid of being disturbed. He walked to the door of the bedroom, locked the door back, and turned around, facing Cheng before it was too late.

She did not sit, nor did he sit.

He stared at her for a while, and said aloud: "Late, can we go back?"