Ji Yi didn't know just how long she stood there for, nor did she notice how many people walked by as they entered and exited The Golden Lounge.
Moreover, she didn't know just how many times her taxi driver called her or when he eventually cancelled her ride.
She only knew that after she came to her senses, her face was long covered in tears.
Because Cheng Weiwan's health, the abortion was delayed till the end of April.
From mid-April onwards, Beijing had clear skies for the remainder of the month.
She wasn't sure if God was pitying the baby inside her, but before her operation, the night was clear and full of stars. Then the weather turned gloomy the next morning.
The abortion was scheduled for ten in the morning.
Cheng Weiwan forced herself to sleep at three in the morning and woke up before five in the morning.
She hoped it was all a nightmare, but as she stared at the ceiling, she slowly reached her arm out and pinched her thigh. The sharp pain told her that the purgatory-like pain she was experiencing was all real.
She wasn't sure if it was because she had been crying far too much recently, but Cheng Weiwan couldn't cry anymore on the day of her operation.
She laid in bed like a corpse until her alarm rang. Then she climbed out of bed and entered the bathroom.
She showered unusually seriously as if she was in a ceremony. For someone who never really liked to put on makeup, she carefully applied her makeup. Then she opened up her wardrobe and put on her most expensive, beautiful dress.
All dressed, Cheng Weiwan took a glance at the time. It was ten to eight - there were still ten minutes until the time she agreed with Han Zhifan's secretary.
Since she sent a text to say she decided to abort the child, neither she nor Han Zhifan contacted one another.
Cheng Weiwan stared out at the dark clouds in the sky, tightly clutching her phone. In the end, she found Han Zhifan's phone and made the call.
Han Zhifan probably hadn't woken up as the phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. From the other the line, he groggily said, "Hello?"
It was just a simple word, but it almost made the rims of Cheng Weiwan's eyes turn red. She tried hard to force herself to speak. "I...I have the operation at ten in the morning today."
Han Zhifan, do you know what I mean by that?
I hope that at the last minute, you have a change of heart and want to keep our child...
The phone was silent for a while before she heard the sudden realization in Han Zhifan's voice. "Oh, it's you."
Oh, it's you... those taunting three words...
How much time had passed? After he heard her voice, he actually took that long to react and realize she was the person calling...
The blood in Cheng Weiwan's face instantly drained and her fingers around her phone couldn't help but start to tremble.
She actually hoped he would have mercy and be mature. If she hadn't made the call, he probably wouldn't even have remembered she was having an operation today. In other words, he must've pushed her far to the back of his mind, right?
So to him, their story had long expired. She was the only one stupid enough to stay in their story, thinking it hadn't completely ended yet...