Chapter 62
Cheng Xiangheng hugged Ping An tightly, forced her to put her hands on her shoulders, and gently hit her arms.
Ping An breathed deeply in Cheng Xiangheng's arms, tears streaming down her face like a dam bursting.
It was unknown how long it took before Ping'an could breathe smoothly. She tried to move her hands, and this time she moved them freely.
This time, she was seen not only by Cheng Xiangheng, but also by his friends.
Ping'an's tears flowed again.
Cheng Xiangheng buried her in his arms and coaxed her in a low voice: "It's okay, everything is fine, don't be afraid."
Pei Changqing widened his eyes. He had never seen Xiang Heng being gentle and kind to anyone before. He felt like he had seen a ghost.
However, the identity of this girl can be guessed.
I thought Cheng Xiangheng was a spoiled child who hid himself like a treasure, but I didn’t expect it to be like this... A piece of fresh and delicious cake. Pei Changqing loved eating cake the most.
Ping An wanted to throw herself into Cheng Xiangheng's arms and cry bitterly, but she couldn't, so she wanted to break free from his arms.
But Cheng Xiangheng didn't allow it, he hugged her tighter.
"I'm glad you're okay. You guys can chat slowly. I'm leaving first."
Before leaving, Pei Changqing subconsciously looked at Ping An who was tightly trapped in Cheng Xiangheng's arms, and felt inexplicably unwilling in his heart.
His brother deserved better, but not this best.
Ping An was picked up by Cheng Xiangheng and brought back to the room. The moment she sat on the bed, she sat further into the bed. She originally wanted to stay away from Cheng Xiangheng, but he misunderstood her and went straight to sit next to her on the bed.
Ping An was held by him again, and his whole body was very stiff: "Xiang Heng, I want to be alone for a while, is that okay?"
Cheng Xiangheng asked: "What happened today? I feel like you're in a bad mood."
"Nothing, I just worked all day and I'm so tired."
Cheng Xiangheng looked at Ping An for a while, then kissed her on the forehead: "If you have any problems, tell me first. If you can't solve something, I will definitely be able to help you. Don't keep it to yourself."
Ping An smiled and nodded.
She didn't look good when she was sick just now, but Cheng Xiangheng didn't react at all, as if he had known about it for a long time.
Or was it that he didn't know that she was mentally ill, but just didn't care about her that much, so he didn't care about her illness?
Ping'an scratched his hair in annoyance and waited quietly until late at night.
I played with my phone until after two o'clock, then went downstairs to get a glass of water.
He took two sips and lowered his head to continue looking at his phone.
The light in the living room was not very dim, and Ping An saw Cheng Xiangheng behind him through the instantaneous reflection of his mobile phone.
Ping An was startled and turned around quickly, only to see Cheng Xiangheng looking at her with a smile, and she didn't know how long he had been looking at her.
Ping'an's heart was pounding. "Why are you walking so quietly?"
Cheng Xiangheng looked down at her feet innocently: "No, sister, are you confused in your sleep? I just called your name and you didn't answer me."
Ping An didn't sleep at all, so naturally there was no possibility of being confused from sleeping.
She rolled her eyes, realizing that Cheng Xiangheng was indeed watching her too closely. She joked, "You're not sleeping late at night and following me. Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
"Why would my sister want to run away?"
Ping An didn't answer, but handed Cheng Xiangheng a glass of water. He watched him drink the water bit by bit, then took the glass and put it on the bar next to him.
Ping An seemed to be particularly well-behaved tonight, and Cheng Xiangheng couldn't help but rub her head.
Ping An smiled and pushed his hand away: "Cheng Xiangheng, do you think I'm easy to manipulate and control?"
The dim light made it difficult to see Cheng Xiangheng's expression. He smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"I was surprised that you weren't surprised at all when I got sick today. You don't usually seem to care about me. Ah Heng, are you secretly investigating me?"
Cheng Xiangheng tugged at Ping An's clothes: "Sister, I'm concerned about you."
"Caring about me means letting me be your secret lover?" Ping An clenched his fists. "Cheng Xiangheng, you shouldn't have bothered me again. You've ruined the little warmth we had in our youth."
Out of Ping An's sight, Cheng Xiangheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "You knew I was getting engaged? Who told you?"
Ping An sensed the coldness in his tone and sneered, "Actually, I think you two are quite a good match. I've gotten to know Miss Gu. She comes from a good family and is beautiful. If you two could be together, I'd be the most optimistic."
"Is that your opinion?"
The feeling of being unable to breathe came over him again, and Ping An calmed down. "Of course, my opinion is more than just this. I feel that I can't see through you at all, but you make me feel a little disgusted. Fortunately, I knew about this in advance, otherwise what kind of existence would I be in the future? Hmm... mistress, third party, shameless vixen in marriage? Do I have to explain it so clearly?"
Ping An was so excited that she pounded her chest, and Cheng Xiangheng walked forward and hugged her.
"I will not be engaged to her, nor will I marry her."
"Really? But the news has already been released, and you didn't stop it."
Cheng Xiangheng couldn't speak anymore. His body fell down, but his eyes were staring straight at Ping An.
Ping An knew that Cheng Xiangheng would not let her go easily, so she put some sleeping pill powder in the water she handed to Cheng Xiangheng.
"I think Miss Gu looks quite kind. Ah Heng, thank you for finding such a mistress for me. If she finds out about my existence, maybe she won't embarrass me too much."
Ping An smiled grimly. She didn't want to say goodbye to Cheng Xiangheng in this way, but for some reason, whenever she thought that Cheng Xiangheng had deceived her, she couldn't control her mouth. Only the harshest words could make her feel better.
She would run far away and would never meet Cheng Xiangheng again.
Cheng Xiangheng closed his eyes unwillingly, and Ping An spread a blanket over him: "Goodbye."
No matter how cowardly Ping An is, he will never tolerate Cheng Xiangheng trampling on his bottom line.
So she had to go.
But it was clearly her who said goodbye this time, so why was she the one who turned around and burst into tears?
You are so useless, Zhou Ping'an.
You are so useless.
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