After marrying a sick CEO, I cured him

After dinner, Fangran and Han Zhuo were just about to go back when they saw it suddenly started to snow outside.

There was very little snow falling, and it looked like catkins floating in the sky.

Gradually, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the voices of the people around became louder and louder. Everyone seemed to be very happy about the snow.

Fang Ran and Han Zhuo were no exception. Looking at the flying snow in the sky, they also had happy smiles on their faces.

Fangran even stretched out a hand to catch the snowflakes, feeling the charm of the first snow.

“I didn’t expect to see snow on the last day of this year.”

Han Zhuo also didn't expect it, "Yes, the snow fell just in time."

As he spoke, he watched the snowflakes on Fangran's head fall a little bit, and finally melt slowly, and Fangran's figure was all in his eyes.

Counting the time, they had known each other for almost two years, and Han Zhuo could think of many things that had happened between him and Fang Ran.

Many times, he wished that time could be advanced so that he could get to know Fangran in advance. In this case, maybe the person in her heart would not be Qi Ke.

Han Zhuo always thought that Fangran refused him in such a subtle way when he faced his love because he couldn't let go.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, so Fangran couldn't help but look at him. Seeing that his eyes were a little wandering, she asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Han Zhuo came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he looked at the snow and suggested, "It's finally snowing. Why don't you walk around and take a look?"

It was still early anyway, so it would still be a little awkward for two people to stay in the same room after going back.

Fangran thought for a while and nodded.

The two walked slowly, meeting many people along the way, and the street was very lively.

At this time, a little boy came towards them. The boy was holding many wrapped bouquets in his hands.

He first observed Fangran and the others not far away, then walked over and said directly to Han Zhuo, "Brother, do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers for your sister?"

His voice was clean and pure, and the look in his eyes when looking at Han Zhuo was very smart, making it impossible to dislike his sales pitch.

Just as Fang Ran was about to explain, Han Zhuo started to ask about the price, "How much does this cost per bouquet?"

The boy replied: "52."

The bouquet of flowers in his hand is not big, but it is delicate. There is a circle of colored lights hanging on the flowers, which are shining with warm light at the moment.

Han Zhuo: "Then I want a bunch."

He looked at it carefully, finally chose a bouquet of sunflowers, and then paid the money to the little boy.

The boy said "thank you" to him, and then looked at the two of them, "I hope my brother and sister can always be together and be happy."

After he finished speaking, he quickly walked away to find the next couple to buy flowers.

Han Zhuo handed the flower to Fangran, smiled and said, "I think it's not easy for him, so I gave you this flower."

Fangran looked at the bouquet of flowers he handed over, feeling slightly dazed.

She raised her head and glanced at Han Zhuo, "Does this flower have any other meaning?"

Han Zhuo lowered his head and smiled a little reluctantly, "Do you think I want to use these flowers to express my love to you? I just saw that it is not easy for him to be a little boy, so I bought a bunch of them."

Fangran was dubious, and finally reached out to take it, "Thanks."

Han Zhuo put his hands in his pockets and shrugged, "Continue walking forward?"

Fangran nodded, and the two of them walked slowly forward.

In the snow, their footsteps were gentle, and the snowflakes fell on the two of them, bringing with it a sense of desolate beauty.

Fangran's hand was holding the flower, and the exposed hand became a little stiff due to the cold.

Han Zhuo watched her shrink slightly and noticed her hand. He stopped and gently held Fangran's arm. He said softly, "I'll hold this flower for you first."

Hearing this, Fangran stared at him, moved his lips, and the flower in his hand was already taken away by Han Zhuo.

Then he stretched out his other hand, took Fangran's cold hand naturally, and frowned slightly, "Your hand is too cold."

Fangran was a little stunned by his move and forgot to react.

Immediately, she heard Han Zhuo say to her, "Just wait here while I go buy something."

After saying that, Han Zhuo quickly walked to the side.

Fangran looked at Han Zhuo's back through the traces of falling snow. Her heart became very complicated at this moment.

There was a bus stop next to it, and Fangran was standing by the stop, waiting for Han Zhuo to come over.

At this time, a bus happened to arrive at the stop. Fangran took a look and saw two people getting off the bus, a man and a woman.

Fangran didn't pay much attention at first, but she clearly heard the sound of the two arguing next to her. Judging from the content, they should be a couple, and then they quarreled over something.

Her gossiping heart gradually grew, and she couldn't help but look to the side. Worried that someone would see her peeking, she moved aside and pretended not to hear.

The girl calmed down for a moment, and her voice reached Fangran's ears, "I don't think we are suitable. Your family doesn't like me very much, and I don't want to embarrass you. Let's just forget it."

Hearing this, the boy was obviously very unwilling, and his attitude was a bit too tough, "I don't agree! This is a matter between the two of us, why do you have to involve your family."

The girl sighed helplessly, feeling that what he said was a bit ridiculous, and her temper rose, "You also know that this is a matter between the two of us, so when your parents said that to me just now, why didn't you know how to protect me? I?"

The boy was silent for a moment.

The girl looked at him without speaking, smiled sadly, turned around and was about to leave.

When the boy saw the girl about to leave, he raised his hand to hold her back, "Baby, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance!"

His voice was pleading.

The girl was already indifferent to his actions. She looked at him pulling her arm and said anxiously: "Let me go! I have given you too many opportunities. Your colleague said something slanderous to me before. It’s okay if you didn’t help, now it’s your family’s turn, and you’re still like this, you’ve really let me down enough!”

As the girl spoke, she struggled to break free from his restraints, but the boy was very strong and she couldn't struggle at all.

"Baby, I really know I was wrong. Stop making trouble and go back!"

Fangran originally just wanted to have a meal, but when she saw the two people pulling each other in front of her, she pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help walking over and patting the boy on the shoulder.

"Hey, I've already made it very clear, so don't hold on to me."

The boy didn't expect anyone to come over. When he saw Fangran, his expression was obviously impatient, "We are quarreling as a couple. It's none of your business as an outsider. Get away!"

The girl emphasized at this time: "She is right, you and I have broken up! Let go."