Chapter 991: Hug (6)

Han Zhihui was two meters away from Cheng, but she didn't respond at all. She didn't even notice anyone approaching.
Han Zhihui did not bother her, but stood at the door of the bathroom, staring at her quietly.
After not knowing how long, he saw her fingertips, because the skin was wrinkled for a long time.
He thought of what the housekeeper said to himself when he went upstairs.
Isn't she interrupted by no one, she will keep this state and continue indefinitely?
Han Zhihui stared at Cheng Weiwan's wrinkled and inexplicable fingertips for a moment, and after all he could not help but took a step and walked behind her.
He was so close to her, she still didn't respond.
Han Zhi replied: "Cheng is not late, what are you doing?"
She seemed to be unaware of everything around her body, still hanging her head, repeating the hand-washing motion over and over again.
"Cheng Weiwan?" Han Zhihui shouted Cheng Weiwan's name again. After seeing that she still didn't respond, she reached out and grabbed her arm.
Everyone touched her, but she hesitated for about half a minute before lifting her head very slowly.
Through the mirror in front of him, Han Zhihui saw that her pupils were empty, without any focus.
In his memory, her eyes are very beautiful, and the calm sea is like a calm sea, beautiful and charming, giving a very quiet appeal. Now, he couldn't find such a stunning feeling in her eyes, but her so lifeless look at this time, but like a sharp dagger, pierced into his heart fiercely.
Han Zhi suffocated his painful breath and instinctively frowned.
Cheng Weiwan didn't even see the change in Han Zhihui's expression. She even paused in the thought of who touched her and where. After a while, she realized afterward that someone touched her arm. Then, she slowly turned her head, followed Han Zhihui's hand holding her arm, and rushed towards Han Zhihui's arm, moving up little by little, and finally met Han Zhihui's eyes.
She didn't seem to know him, her expression was dazed.
When she met her gaze, Han Zhi returned to the pain in her heart and said again: "I use a toilet."
His voice made Cheng Weiwan know that Han Zhihui was standing in front of her. She subconsciously lowered her eyes and retracted her gaze.
She continued to stand there for a little while, and then, as if what he had just said in his words, turned around and walked out of the bathroom quickly.
When he came out of the bathroom, Cheng Weiwan was gone in the bedroom.
Walking out of the room, Han Zhihui pushed open the door of the baby room next door.
Cheng Han was still asleep, and Cheng Weiwan sat in a chair beside the bed, guarding Cheng Han.
This time, she didn't even notice his approach as she had just been in the bathroom. He pushed open the door and walked into the house for only two steps. She turned to look at him.
She didn't speak, and quickly took her gaze back.
Han Zhihui didn't say a word, walked to the bed, stared at Cheng Han on the bed for a while, then gave an eye to the little babysitter on the side, motioned her to leave, and then stooped, sitting in the babysitter's original seat. The place.
Han Zhihui and Cheng Weiye sat face to face across the crib.
There was no conversation between the two, and the room was completely quiet.
But after a while, Cheng Han woke up.