Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing bumped into Huo Yun's chest with a deep shock, and the whole person seemed to be frozen.

The liquid in the bottle was lifted up to him as soon as he stopped it, gurgling down his shoulders, over half of the back and left arm, because the back of his left hand was also splashed with two drops because he could not escape.

Yan Qing’s vision was black, her ears were full of noise, her violent heartbeat, Song Xueran’s exclaimation and cursing, the men’s snorting, and horror... the subtle noise of the corroded clothing.

The air is full of disgusting smell, burning clothes, and also burning people's intellect.

Tears of Yan Qing burst into tears, tearing out Huo Yunshen's name in his throat, desperately chopping the hem of his jacket.

Sulfuric acid corrodes quickly, and a strong burning sensation falls on Huo Yun's deep skin through coats and shirts.

He breathed heavily, still maintaining his embracing posture, not relaxing at all.

When Song Xueran saw that Yan Qing was protected, he was not affected at all, and he was so angry that his expression was distorted: "It deserves...you didn't give me a way to live, you deserve it all!"

She still had a bottle in her hand, and there were a small half of the bottle left. She rushed past crazy, dragging Huo Yun deep into the unsightly left arm. She had to pull Yan Qing out and pour it on her face.

Yan Qing's eyes were split, struggling to meet, fearing she would hurt Huo Yunshen again.

Huo Yunshen's intact hand pressed Yan Qing hard, not letting her out of her protection, her hand was lifted with pain, blocking Song Xueran.

Song Xueran staggered, the bottle spattered, and never gave up.

Huo Yunshen suddenly turned back, kicking Song Xueran's knee, she screamed, and the bottle dropped when she fell. The remaining liquid overflowed, and one drop did not leak, all spilled on her own neck and chest.

In the distance, a car light pierced the night and rushed towards this side.

Yan Qing was caught behind by Huo Yun for the last time, and finally saw his condition. The cashmere coat on his body was ruined, revealing the black shirt inside, and the plaques and the skin that had lost its cover.

She pulled his coat out of control, cried and took off her coat to wipe his wounds, sobbing intermittently: "Wash it! Hurry! It can't be so-"

Too late, she knew that the damage had been caused.

Several lights were approaching, and the program group seemed to be aware of it too. There were continuous noises coming from the front, and it would soon become lively.

Huo Yunshen pulled Yan Qing deep and kissed her on her red and swollen eyes: "Qing Qing, don't worry, I will leave someone to look after you and do a good job for you, which will not cause you more trouble."

Yan Qing's head was about to explode, not understanding what he meant.

She was blurry in front of her, watching Huo Yunshen get in the car, before he left, he turned his face, black pupil stared at her quietly for a few seconds, his face as white as paper.

Yan Qing wanted to follow him to the doctor, but he shook his head.

The car drove away, and several well-trained men stayed, guarding her not far away, and tidying up the scene.

Soon the lights were bright, the sirens screamed from far and near, and more and more people rushed to the backyard. Huo Yunshen's people whispered to Yan Qing: "Miss Yan, no matter who asks, you just say that this woman will harm you. No need to mention others, we will solve them."

Surrounded by the crowd, the tears on Yan Qing's face were not yet dry.

She gradually understood what Huo Yun said before she left.

The vicious incident of sulphuric acid splashing cannot be concealed silently, it will inevitably cause trouble, Huo Yunshen knows that she will draw a line with him. Once his injury is exposed, it is by no means a so-called "world friendship" can explain.

He cut himself out and left him as a bodyguard, in line with her "big lady" status. This piece was not monitored. Even if Song Xueran clamored, she could be said to be insane and nonsense.

Huo Yun was deeply hurt to leave like that, but erased all traces of himself.

In this way, Yan Qing or Yan Qing, a victim who simply needs to be comforted, does not need to bear any peachy gossip and discussion.

Yan Qing's emotions really collapsed, after she had responded to police inquiries and concerns from all walks of life. She was curled up in the corner, and when she was afraid that her legs were soft, she received a WeChat message.

Yun Shen: "Don't be afraid, Qingqing has me."

She leaned over, covered her eyes, and dialed him immediately after she calmed down, but Min Jing answered it, and the voice was very low: "General Huo is inconvenient now, and a few experts are coming to see him."

Yan Qing sobbed and asked, "How is he!"

Not waiting for Min Jing to answer, she changed her mouth: "Which hospital is in, the address tells me, I will see it myself!"

Huo Yunshen is not in the hospital. Huo's incumbent was admitted to the hospital for no reason. The injury was sensitive and easily caused unnecessary troubles. She took her car across most of the Haicheng and drove to a quiet villa in Jiangbei.

Yan Qing had no time to look at the surrounding scenery. When she arrived, it was past midnight and she hurried to the second floor. The light in the cold-colored corridor was very dark and quiet.

Min Jing was standing outside the door. When she saw her coming, her hard face had a crack in her expression, her red eyes could not help but say: "You feel sorry for him, he has been suffering enough for three years, most of the bottle of sulfuric acid has been poured down, and he is on his back. There were several burns on the arm and the back of the hand. If the winter clothes were thick, people might be ruined."

Yan Qing had a sharp nose and reached for the door.

Min Jing sighed, and his voice rang in the back: "...Sorry, my attitude is not good, it's not your fault...Shen Brother got an injection half an hour ago, it is estimated that he won't wake up before dawn, and accompany you if you like. He."

The light in the bedroom was faint, Huo Yun was lying on the bed deeply, and the whole person was shrouded in shadow.

Yan Qing squatted beside the bed, gently touching the two dazzling marks on the back of his hand with his fingertips, and the black, charred color lined his original cool white skin, shocking.

She was so nervous that she didn't dare to untie his pajamas, and touched it across the fabric, knowing that it didn't help, and hoping to heal his pain.

Yan Qing sucked his nose and sat down on the carpet beside the bed, rubbing his peach-like eyes, chattering.

"Huo Yunshen, such a big relationship, how can I give you back..."

"If you don’t block it, I’ll put it in Song Xueran’s hands. It’s disfigured lightly, and he will die when he is heavy. I know that you are for Yun Qing, but the person who was saved is indeed me. I can’t think it happened. ."

"I know what you want, you want me to be Yun Qing, treat you as before, love you, and get back all the past, but I am really not her."

"When will you accept reality, Yun Qing is no longer here, I am another person."

"You are always so extreme, I thank you again, but I still have to run."

In the early morning, Wan Lai was quiet, and the girl beside the bed said she was tired, she tilted her head and lay on her head, soft and even breathing came, and occasionally there was also a sullen cry, which grumbled grievously.

Huo Yun opened his eyes halfway, his injured hand covering her head, stroking gently, tirelessly, caressing his unique treasure.

Yan Qing gradually calmed down, unconsciously arching in his palm.

Huo Yun slept deeply, and the drug's effect on him became weaker and weaker, and she woke up just when she came in and spoke.

He stared at Yan Qing's beautiful face, suffocating with fear at the thought of the imminent danger tonight.

His fingers were trembling, and she caressed her cheeks, her eyes were full of dark crusts, and some of the long-existing thoughts were coming out, hitting his chest with pain and trembling.

This idea, from reunion, until she resisted leaving again and again, trying to get rid of him, and the existence of the so-called suitor, and today, he almost lost her again, and finally swelled beyond restraint.

Qing Qing is right, he is indeed extreme, past and present, like a madman, has never changed.

He was willing to make concessions for her, considering her thoroughness, but at the same time, he asked for more, and it was worth it to exchange for everything.

Change to a person who can keep her right, let her escape, refuse other suitors, accept his 24-hour protection, and must stay with him—identity.

With this identity, he can feel at ease.

Only between him and Qingqing will there be a real opportunity.

Huo Yun opened his eyes to dawn and made all preparations.

Yan Qing woke up dimly in her sleepy eyes and accidentally met a pair of black eyes. She was startled and quickly sat up straight: "How are you doing? Does the pain hurt?"

Huo Yun propped up deeply, and Yan Qing obediently helped him. He bowed his head, and their breaths blended slightly.

"Yanqing." He called her.

Yan Qing was shocked.

This is the first time besides recording a program. He is not called "Qing Qing" but "Ying Qing".

Does it mean that he finally faced the crux of the problem?Have you recognized her identity?

Yan Qing actively agreed: "I am here."

He stared at her ring finger, where he should have put on the ring, and asked hoarsely, "Do you think you owe me."

"Yes!"

"Want to pay it back?"

Yan Qing was excited: "Think, as long as you don't say that I am Yun Qing, how do you want to pay back, I cooperate."

"I only have one request, you have done it, I can make concessions to all others."

Huo Yunshen's sound was magnetic sinking and struck her eardrum.

Sitting at the bed, Yan Qing developed an indescribable sense of tension. She clenched her hands and took a deep breath: "You said."

Huo Yun's deep black eye tremors twitched, lifted, and stared at her, saying: "Marry."

Yan Qing stayed for half a minute and slowly asked: "Mr. Huo, I may have poor hearing. What do you say..."

There was fire in his pupils, he didn’t mind repeating, and he said to her—

"Yanqing, I want to marry you."