Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Because Zhang Yanran was the only family member of the injured, no matter how reluctant she was, she could only go to the hospital.

The doctor checked Boss Zhang's injuries.

Frowning tightly, she asked Zhang Yanran: "Excuse me, what was your dad hit by? Do you need us to call the police for you? It looks like the injury is serious."

"Need not."

Zhang Yanran shook her head indifferently, and said without emotion: "I smashed it, I should use a little more force and let him go to the west!"

"..."

There was silence all around.

As a daughter, beating her father like this is really dissatisfying her conscience, isn't she afraid of being struck to death by lightning?
Zhang Yanran also noticed that the eyes of the people around her were not friendly.

Those people looked at her with contempt and blame in their eyes, and some even called her a white-eyed wolf in a voice she could hear, and they didn't know how to appreciate the kindness of their parents.

Zhang Yanran was annoyed.

She didn't explain a word, and after signing the signature and probably finishing everything, she left the hospital alone.

At this moment, she was wearing a white dress with faint blood stains on the skirt, which was very eye-catching when walking on the street.

Her long black hair was blown a little messy by the wind, her delicate face was not made up, but she was the most eye-catching presence in the crowd.

Unfortunately, her condition is extremely bad.

The passers-by didn't know what happened, and they all cast worried looks at her.

Until a black car stopped beside her.

The car window was rolled down, revealing the handsome profile of the man inside the car.

He called her: "Yanran, is it really you?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Yanran paused for a moment, turned around mechanically, and found out that it was the senior she had a crush on.

For a moment, Zhang Yanran was at a loss.

How could there be such a coincidence?
Looking at each other, Cheng Zimo smiled in a good mood, and then asked with some worry: "I heard that you are sick, is this cured? Why are you walking on the street alone? Where are you going? Come up and let me see you off." ?”

His tone was full of concern, and his eyes were gentle.

Zhang Yanran was a little surprised, remembering that their relationship seems to have not been familiar to this level.

And she has been out of school for a long time.

She doesn't live on campus, and she doesn't know her classmates very well, so few people remember her.

Cheng Zimo's car drove very slowly, followed Zhang Yanran slowly, and asked her, "Why didn't you talk to me? Did I scare you?"

"No, I won't be scared by you."

On the day she first entered school, Zhang Yanran remembered that Cheng Zimo helped her pick up books, and even called her primary school girl with a smile.

That bright smile is enough for her to remember forever.

But thinking that she might die soon, Zhang Yanran didn't want to provoke that man again.

But after walking a few steps, she felt a little unwilling again.

She felt that she should have no regrets.

So she stopped and stared at Cheng Zimo's face.

She had been secretly in love with this face for a long time, but never dared to show that she liked it.

The wind blew gently by her ears, and she said: "Senior, you are excellent and very likable. You will be well and happy in the future."

After she finished speaking, she ran away.

"Yan Ran!"

Cheng Zimo hurriedly found a place to park the car.

He anxiously searched for Zhang Yanran in the crowd.

However, there are many cars on this street, and there are also many people.

Fortunately, Zhang Yanran didn't go far. She was wearing a white dress, which was very eye-catching in the first place.

Zhang Yanran stopped walking on a bridge.

Cheng Zimo chased after happily, but before he got close, he saw Zhang Yanran climbed up the guardrail.

Cheng Zimo realized what Zhang Yanran was going to do, yelled in fright, and ran over there like crazy.

"Yan Ran, come down quickly, don't do anything stupid!"

Zhang Yanran panicked when she heard the voice.

She liked Cheng Zimo, and she didn't want to die in front of Cheng Zimo, and she didn't want the boy she had a crush on to witness her death, leaving a lifetime of shadows in the end.

"Yan Ran!"

Cheng Zimo rushed over and grabbed Zhang Yanran's waist, and hugged her off the guardrail.

Somewhat afraid, he pressed the person into his arms: "Silly girl, if there is any difficulty you can't get through, just tell me, and I will help you solve it."

"There are still many beautiful things in this world, and there are people who like you, how can you just throw them away?"

Zhang Yanran said weakly, "Senior, you shouldn't have come here."

"It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise when I attend your funeral, how much regret should I have?"

Cheng Zimo hugged the girl in his arms very tightly, and passers-by who didn't know were looking at them with disgust.

No matter how close a couple is, if they hug each other so tightly on the street as if they were about to say goodbye to each other, and show their affection like no one else, it will still be an eyesore.

Cheng Zimo didn't care about that.

He tried his best to give Zhang Yanran a sense of security, and then asked cautiously: "Why can't you think about it suddenly? Did something happen?"

"I, my mother is dead!"

"..."

Cheng Zimo is not very good at comforting people.

I can't understand what it would be like if my mother died.

Because when he was born, his mother died, and he was raised by his father alone, so he couldn't empathize.

But he tried to think about what if his father...

Bah Bah!

Thinking half of it felt wrong, so I paused.

And the girl in her arms was already crying softly: "Senior, my mother is the one who loves me the most. She has lived for others all her life, but she died and was killed by my father..."

Thinking of her mother being tortured to death and being thrown downstairs, Zhang Yanran couldn't bear it any longer, and cried loudly with her mouth open.

Now passers-by not only looked this way, but even walked this way.

A few well-meaning old ladies looked at Cheng Zimo with guarded and scrutinized eyes: "Young man, why is your girlfriend crying? Men are not allowed to bully girls."

"Auntie, I'm not bullying her, I'm comforting her!"

Cheng Zimo was a little embarrassed.

He didn't want to pay attention to the voices around him, and he didn't want those people to disturb Zhang Yanran to vent his emotions.

He simply hugged Zhang Yanran and walked to the park under the bridge.

Zhang Yanran wept unscrupulously, saying over and over again that her mother was good, that her mother would never come back, and there was no one in this world who could love her like her mother.

"Yes, I, I love you!"

Cheng Zimo subconsciously spoke out what was in his heart.

He held the girl's tear-stained face, lowered his head towards her pink lips, and kissed her gently.

"..."

Zhang Yanran, who was in a sad mood, suddenly opened her eyes wide. The soft and strange touch made her mind go blank for a moment.

Such blankness can make her temporarily forget the pain.

So in a strange way, she reached out and hugged Cheng Zimo's waist, letting herself temporarily forget the pain caused by her mother's death, and immersed herself in the short tenderness given by this boy.

I don't know how long it took, until Zhang Yanran was a little out of breath, Cheng Zimo finally let her go reluctantly.

He assured her over and over again: "Yanran, I will treat you well in the future, and I will treat you ten times and a hundred times better."