A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Han Zhihui stepped on the accelerator and suddenly collapsed, then immediately stepped on the brakes.

The car stopped suddenly, his body leaned forward, and then he stabilized his body, staring at the two people not far away in front of him.

Han Zhihui didn't use much effort to recognize the man, the man who sent home not too late a few days ago, and the man who called her tonight and was called "Yinan Brother" by her.

Before the man arrived in front of Cheng Weiwan, he first stretched the umbrella over and blocked her.

The rain was loud and the windows of the car were tightly closed. Han Zhihui could not hear the conversation between the two, but from the appearance of the man, it can be seen that he was very anxious.

Cheng Weiwan's face was pale, and the person looked a little weak. She didn't return to the man. She just smiled softly at the angry man.

The man lost his temper when she laughed so much. He grabbed her hand in the next second, pulled her into the car, opened the door, and let her drill in.

After closing the door, the man didn't rush into the car, but went around to the bottom of the car, took several large towels from the trunk, folded back to the door where Cheng Weiwei got into, pulled the car door, and tucked the towel in. .

The man stood next to the door, bent over, and reached into the car with one hand, probably rubbing the drops of water on his body, and his arms kept moving.

It took a while before he stopped, carrying a few wet towels in his hand, and once again went to the trunk, tossed the towels in, and then pulled open the door of the driver's seat, put away the umbrella, and drilled in.

The car started quickly and drove slowly away.

The rain was heavy, and the car was completely blurred in the rain, not far away.

Han Zhihui stared at the departing car. The red light from time to time turned on and looked at it for a while. Then the emperor stepped on the accelerator like a ghost, holding the steering wheel and following.

For a distance that the two cars drove one behind the other, Han Zhi recognised that it was driving in the direction of his home before he arrived.

However, the car in front stopped when it was almost time to live in the community.

Han Zhihui also followed the brakes.

Soon, the door opened and Cheng Weiwan and the man got out of the car separately. The man held an umbrella and led Cheng Weiwan into a supermarket on the roadside that was still open.

When the figures disappeared at the entrance of the supermarket, Han Zhihui also turned off the car and got out of the car and entered the supermarket.

Although it was almost closed, there were not many people in the supermarket. Han Zhihui strolled in the supermarket for a while before he saw Cheng Weiwan and the man.

The man was pushing the cart and was carefully selecting apples in the fruit and vegetable area.

Cheng Weiwan stood beside, did not do it, and occasionally when the man turned to ask her, she gently shook her head, or nodded.

There was not much conversation between the two, but the picture looked exceptionally harmonious. The more Han Zhihui looked, the more uncomfortable his heart was.

Cheng Weiwan and the man did not go around for long. They chose vegetables and fruits, picked a box of yogurt in the dairy area, and went to the checkout counter.

Han Zhihui didn't choose anything, so he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he waited for their turn to check out before he went out of the shopping outlet.

Cheng Weiwan and the man settled their bills and walked towards the supermarket exit.

Han Zhihui followed them.

When he was about to leave the supermarket, the man opened his mouth, and his voice was elegant, like a promising young man with higher education: "Late?"