Chapter 968 Hug (4)

Han Zhihui noticed her eyes and paused as he walked into the house.

His eyes were not directed at her. Soon, he lifted his feet again and walked into the bathroom.

Cheng Weiwan listened to the constant sound of running water in the bathroom, and his heartbeat couldn't help but beat faster.

The sound of water stopped, and Cheng Weiwan subconsciously held her breath. Through the bathroom door, she heard small sounds coming from inside.

The moment the door was opened, her body tensed and her fingertips subconsciously grabbed the quilt.

Han Zhihui, wrapped in a bathrobe, walked to the bed. Without even looking at Cheng Weiwan lying on the bed, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Cheng Weiwan's body became even stiffer, and her fingertips trembling slightly as she grasped the quilt.

The bedroom was very quiet. She didn't dare to breathe freely. She held her breath and waited quietly for a long time. When she saw that there was no movement from him around her, she relaxed a little.

She was afraid that he was not asleep and suddenly became interested in that aspect. Although she was very tired and sleepy, she did not dare to sleep.

She finally managed to stay up until he was breathing evenly and long, and was already asleep. She dared to sleep, but she closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She knew it was because she wasn't used to him lying next to her.

It's funny to say that two years ago, when she slept in the same bed with him, she was so happy that she owned the whole world. But two years later, when he and she were lying in the same bed, she felt extremely tortured. Uncomfortable.

It was a little uncomfortable to lie in the same position for a long time, but Cheng Weiwan didn't dare to move for fear of waking up Han Zhihui beside him.

She didn't know how long she lay there thinking about it. Finally, because she felt too uncomfortable, she quietly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the window.

After this night, Han Zhihui came back to stay for several nights.

At first, he always came home in the middle of the night. Later, maybe because he was not busy at work, he came back earlier day by day, and the time he spent meeting Cheng Weiwan in the villa became longer and longer day by day, but he still treated her as if she didn't exist. He didn't have any conversation with her, nor did he look at her seriously. Of course, when he slept in the same bed with her at night, he never touched a finger on her.

The days passed day by day, and a new month entered in a blink of an eye.

There is only one week left before Cheng Han's surgery.

I don't know whether it was because he spent too long facing Han Zhihui every day, or because Cheng Han's surgery was approaching. Cheng Weiwan was more and more worried every day, and the pressure in his heart was getting bigger and bigger day by day.

She knew that her condition was related to depression, so she increased the dosage of medication, but her condition showed no signs of being controlled.

The first person to notice something was wrong with Cheng Weiwan was the housekeeper.

At first, the housekeeper didn't pay much attention, just assuming that Cheng Weiwan was worried and depressed. But later, she saw Cheng Weiwan crying secretly alone for several days in a row, and she couldn't help but feel worried in her heart.

On the second day of the new month, when the housekeeper once again saw Cheng Weiwan hiding alone and crying secretly, he finally couldn't hold it back and told Han Zhihui.

It was the weekend. Han Zhihui made an appointment with someone to play golf in the morning and went out early in the morning.

After the lunch game, he had made an appointment to play cards in the afternoon, but suddenly lost interest and asked the driver to take him home early.