Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

As the night deepens, the lights of Hong Kong flicker outside the window, like countless stars falling in every corner of the city.

Gu Zhian took Wen Zhaoyue into his mansion halfway up the mountain, the door gently closed, isolating them from the outside noise. The room was filled with a light woody scent, as if every inch of the air was filled with the tranquility and luxury of the years.

Wen Zhaoyue looked around, her eyes passing over the exquisite artworks and vintage furniture. She asked softly, "Is this your home?"

Gu Zhian's eyes were filled with tenderness and depth. His fingers gently stroked her cheek, the warmth of his fingertips passing through her skin, carrying an indescribable tenderness. "Yes," Gu Zhian whispered, "This is my home, and now it's your home. I'm asking you to sign and transfer it to you today."

Wen Zhaoyue raised her head and met his eyes, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. She knew that the man in front of her was using his last moments to weave a gentle dream for her.

Gu Zhian took Wen Zhaoyue's hand, held it tightly, and walked towards the bedroom step by step.

In the bedroom, moonlight streamed through the gauze curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Gu Zhian walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out a dark blue velvet box. His movements were slow, as if he were performing a solemn ritual.

"Zhaoyue," he turned and looked at her with a burning gaze. "I've been preparing this ring for a long time." He opened the box, revealing a delicate diamond ring gleaming faintly. "I had originally planned to propose to you next spring, when the flowers are in bloom."

Wen Zhaoyue's breathing hitched, and she saw Gu Zhian's eyes flushed slightly. He continued, "But now, I may not be able to wait for that day." His voice was soft, but every word reached her ears clearly. "This ring is still for you. It will belong to you forever."

"Gu Zhian..." Her voice choked.

Gu Zhian gently held her hand and slowly put the ring on her ring finger.

"Promise me that you will be fine from now on." His voice was soft, but with unquestionable determination, "Even if I'm gone, you must be happy."

Wen Zhaoyue felt tears blurring her vision.

Gu Zhian lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

His kiss was gentle and restrained, as if he was afraid of breaking her. Wen Zhaoyue's tears welled up in her eyes. She put her arms around Mr. Gu's neck and responded to his kiss.

Gu Zhian's hand slowly slid across her shoulder, and his fingertips gently unbuttoned the first and second buttons of her clothes.

Wen Zhaoyue's heart beat faster and her breathing became rapid.

Gu Zhian carried her to the bed.

Gu Zhian took out a small box from the drawer of the bedside table and unpacked it.

"Don't use this. I want you to leave me a child as a memory of you, okay?" Wen Zhaoyue tried to take the box away.

Gu Zhian said firmly, "No. I can't bear to see you suffer so much raising a child alone. Besides, your life will be long, and you will have your own life..."

Wen Zhaoyue couldn't help but shed tears.

Gu Zhian's kiss moved down her neck, gradually becoming more fierce, and the warm masculine scent lingered on her skin. She closed her eyes tightly, letting Gu Zhian's kiss leave its mark.

.....

When Gu Zhian wanted to continue moving forward inch by inch, Wen Zhaoyue pressed against his shoulder and uttered a low voice in her throat: "Zhi'an, it hurts..."

Gu Zhian's movements stopped instantly.