Sweet Nothings

A night of fine snow passed, and the morning was fine. The light golden dawn passed through the gap of the curtains and flicked on the bed, reflecting Huo Yunshen's sharp side face.

Yan Qing stared at him stunned, exploding in his heart, full of little Venus.

She thought that she knew a little bit about Huo, but eventually Huo cracked her face again, proclaiming her childish innocence.

At least at the moment, the man who said she was going to get married really didn't know much about it.

Yan Qing worded inexplicably: "Do you mean... let me promise you by myself?"

It felt like she had just opened the first chapter of a novel, and jumped to the end without warning, and the plot in the middle became "Omit a million words here."

Impossible, Huo Yunshen scared her.

Without waiting for Mr. Huo to answer, Yan Qing simply stood up and saw through: "Mr. Huo, this kind of remark is not suitable for jokes. Do you want to first scare me so that I can accept your real request? You might as well say so."

Huo Yun leaned against the head of the bed, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional. He put his injured hand in a conspicuous position and stared at her with a pair of deep eyes.

Yan Qing's momentum was suddenly short: "What do you mean..."

Huo Yunshen remained silent, giving her time to think.

After a little while, Yan Qing's complexion gradually changed, staring at him in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

"Seriously," Huo Yun said deeply and dumbly, "I have no other requirements, only this one."

Yan Qing burst into tears at that time: "How big is the marriage, have you been so noisy?! Mr. Huo, I have only known you for a few days? In addition to knowing your identity and your feelings for Yun Qing, I’m not familiar with you at all. Is your brain circuit normal?"

Her reaction, what she said with excitement, were all in Huo Yunshen's expectations.

He was also repeatedly injured and fleeing, and found out the roots of her resistance.

Catching the source can make her change her mind.

So President Huo slightly raised his eyebrows, revealing a bit of fragility in his expression, and began his strategy with a serious face.

"We did not know for a long time, but after getting married, you will naturally understand what you want to know."

Although Yan Qing said that his emotions were soaring, his IQ was still there. Sensitively he heard something different from what he used to say: "Huo Yunshen, you finally admitted that we didn't know each other before?"

Huo Yunshen didn't change his color and told her nonsense: "Yes, I was hurt once, but I was sober. I believe you are not Yun Qing."

As soon as he said this, Yan Qing was almost relieved, and the Wuxing Mountain pressed by him shattered, and he was relaxed, and even the word "marriage" was not so unpleasant.

Huo always knew this, and the biggest obstacle between her and him was gone.

Anyway, you can communicate in an equal position.

Yan Qing applauded President Huo, could not help shaking his head and praised: "President Huo, you are so profound and righteous, I take back what I have cursed before, and I have long wanted to say, how good your conditions are, you look so handsome, you have everything at home , I want to open up and find a good girl in the future, I will not blame you Yunqing goddess."

Huo Yunshen turned his corner of his mouth so that he could watch her all the time: "Did you find the good girl? You nodded and promised, I look handsome, and you have everything in your home."

Yan Qing found that these two things were not on the sidelines, her eyes widened: "You said that I am not Yun Qing, and I always mention marriage.

The theme is here.

Huo Yun turned his head deep: "You pull the bedside table drawer first."

Yan Qing was puzzled and squatted down according to words. When she opened it, she was stunned. It was filled with large and small medicine bottles, and only half of them remained, proving that she had been taking it.

"There are more homes in the old house in Jiangbei," Huo Yunshen's tone was low, and it came from the dimness above her head. "After Qingqing left, I couldn't fall asleep for about half a year. I couldn't eat anything, and I began to have severe headaches and stomach. It hurts, and you should have heard the rumors outside that I was born mad and mentally abnormal, right?"

Yan Qing bit her lip and remembered what she saw in the video of the wind. He was out of control on the bridge and needed to be injected with tranquilizers. Later, he became ill several times, including last night. Min Jing also said that he fell asleep after taking medicine.

Huo Yun stared at her lightly red nose.

Qing Qing has always been like this, soft-hearted and kind-hearted, suffering for the suffering of others, he knows, so he uses it badly, just to tie her around.

He calmly said: "In the past three years, my shadow and obsession are too deep. If I don't want a way to resolve it, I can't get out in my life."

Yan Qing believed, if not so deep, he would not catch her as straw.

He followed the temptation: "The consequence that I can't get out is that I will be entangled with you all the time. It will be more serious than before. It may lock you up and prevent you from seeing anyone. Even if you want to commit suicide again, I won't let it go and torture you. Crazy, and tortured myself to death, Yan Qing, do you want this ending?"

The picture tied by his tie returned to his eyes, and Yan Qing shook it, knowing he could do it.

She lifted her head, her soft cheeks were pale, and asked, "What is the solution you say?"

Huo Yunshen's chest throbbed violently, his blood burning at an unbearable temperature, boiling in his empty body.

He wanted Qingqing to belong to him.

At a distance of three years, her strangeness will disappear in the future.

"The method is very simple," he said calmly and quietly, hiding the dumbness caused by excitement. "You are not her, but she is also not as good as we reached a peaceful agreement. You stay and help me fill in the regrets of these three years. , Wash away the shadows, let my life return to normal, my body already has drug resistance, this medicine full of drawers has no effect on me, the doctor said, most of my problems are neurological and need to be mediated by myself, but I can't rely on myself, I can only rely on you."

Yan Qing's throat was dry and she swallowed hard: "You let me treat you..."

Huo Yunshen's hands clenched in places where she couldn't see: "Yes, I have a request for treatment, get married."

He lowered his forehead and glanced over his eyebrows, blocking the bitterness and hatred rising in it: "It is a pity that I did not marry Qingqing."

Yan Qing leaned her elbow on the edge of the bed and put her hands on her face, having to seriously think about the feasibility of this issue.

She has always had a big brain hole, and Xiao Huangwen, the overlord who is circulating everywhere on the Internet, has also been sneaking a look. After turning a few back and forth in her head, she thinks she has understood Mr. Huo's ideas and can't help but pat the bed.

"So, you know very well that I am not Yun Qing, but want me to pretend to be Yun Qing, help you out of the shadows, and make up for you in the past three years, which means-we both know who we are. Under these premises, I will be Yun Qing's substitute, right?"

Huo Yunshen doesn't like the word "substitute" and wants to refute it.

But his Qingqing cat has a wide range of ideas and is getting more and more excited. He has already said in one breath: "If you think like this, it is actually much better than before. Hey, before you pulled me hard to be another person, I was forced to be a substitute , It’s different now. I clearly understand that Bai has a job as an avatar, so I’ll play as a role, right?"

Huo Yunshen was speechless by her apparently relaxed expression.

Yan Qing understood this matter, but still did not trust it. She was wary and asked, "Is that fake marriage OK? Anyway, people are also fake. You feel enough, and I will leave at any time."

"No."

Yan Qing pursed her lips: "But I can't delay you for a lifetime, then I'm really going to die."

"... three years, she walked for three years, you make up for me for three years, we make a contract, if you voluntarily follow me during the three years, the contract is invalid, if you still have to leave after three years, I let go, once the breach of contract, I I will give you all the net worth, and I will be penniless and unable to control you, will you?"

Yan Qing's slender ten fingers clasped and was shocked by his condition, but it also proved that he was sincere.

Her cherry fingertips pulled the sheets, and her voice was a little quieter: "Then I can also ask for conditions?"

"Yes, I said, you promised to get married, and I give in to others."

"... The marriage must not be exposed to the outside world, it is best to know nothing but you and me."

"it is good."

"We are a contractual relationship, I can treat you, but... but not including that, that overconfident behavior! It's definitely not a bed!"

Huo Yunshen looked at her with a stern expression.

Who used to be, Xiao Yingying was lying on his bed, stretched his delicate feet to hook his legs, and bent his eyes.

There have been countless times to do or not to do things, and now even not allowed to touch.

Huo Yun leaned deeply and approached her with a deep voice: "Yes, not only that, I will ask you in advance if I want to have any intimacy with you."

Yan Qing narrowed her eyes with satisfaction: "Also, you are not allowed to interfere with my recording. My grades are good or bad. Even if you enter the entertainment industry in the future, you should not interfere."

The girl's facial features are exquisite, her eyes are bright and clear, her flesh is uniform, slender and beautiful, which is enough to stir up the storm, but she is ignorant of what she will face in the future, and thinks that the entertainment circle is based on hard work.

"Yes, but when I need to intervene," Huo Yun deeply felt her, and also felt distressed, a trace of the brutality of his youth could not help but reveal in his eyebrows, "Remember to beg me."

Yan Qing hadn't seen him like this, and he lost his mind.

Deep in my mind, there seemed to be an invisible nerve twitched and clashed.

She pressed the temple and continued, "The last important thing is that I will be a avatar when I am by your side to ensure professionalism, but I should be free at other times? After all, I am a good age, and you cannot ban me for three consecutive years. Others."

Yan Qing thought that she would get the same answer, but she didn't expect her wrist to hurt as soon as she finished.

Huo Yun deep grasped hard, always aroused in the steady eyes.

The back of his wounded hand was bulging with blue tendons, which was released in time for the uncomfortable moment, and his nails were embedded in the palm of his hand.

He stared at her, don't start, biting coldly: "No."

Yan Qing was frightened by him, stood up and walked away from him far away, emotionally unstable: "You are so moody, how can I believe you, or forget it! Whatever marriage, you have to kill or kill!"

She ran to the door, Huo Yunshen did not move.

She unscrewed the door to go out, he quenched the ice opening.

"No, no."

"I'll give you a week to consider, and the morning after a week, I will go downstairs and wait for you."

Yan Qing walked out of the room and supported the wall. Huo Yunshen's last words rang in his ears. The twitched nerve just resonated and shook together in her brain.

Where is she... where have you seen such a teenager, have heard very similar words.

It seems that there was such a person, wearing a white shirt with a school logo, obviously fragile and sad, quickly buried in the dust, but also holding a cold face, and said to her fiercely: "I will give you a week to consider!"

Yan Qing squeezed her eyebrows hard, and when she tried desperately to think back, the picture became blurred again. She bent down and tried to drive out the discomfort.

She is prone to mental depression in the spring and autumn, which should be the reason. Recently, she has been in a trance twice, but she came late this year, and it was late autumn and winter.

Yan Qing heard faintly that there was movement in the room. It was estimated that Huo Yunshen was about to come out to catch her. She was still in emotion, not wanting to face him, speeding down the stairs, squinting out of the gate, and getting in the car when she came.

Anyway, Huo Yunshen said personally for a week that he would never dismantle his desk.

She’s not temperless either. How old is a girl’s marriage, she doesn’t have a family member, she’s alone, and there is nowhere to talk. It’s bad enough to give herself a plastic marriage, not to mention she didn’t want to be interviewed by him. Love, can't even like to like others privately?!

She is a girl of the right age who is just right for dating. Okay, she can’t put all her hormones in his heart. That’s the real place to die.

How Yun Qing used him like this.

Yan Qing was so annoyed that when she returned to the dormitory, she learned that Song Xueran's incident had come to fruition. Such evidence of malicious perpetrators will no longer pass the barrier as easily as last time, and she must bear legal responsibility.

"That's sulfuric acid," Ouyang looked back and forth while holding her face, and her teeth tickled. "Thank you for having a bodyguard at home, or people will be destroyed!"

Yeah... that's sulfuric acid.

Last night Huo Yunshen's picture of protecting her regardless of the consequences was fresh again, Yan Qing shrank sourly in her heart, and her original anger gradually dissipated.

He was hurt.

She fell off the door without a word.

Yan Qing calculated his balance and transferred Huo Yunshen a large amount. The straight man said: "I'm going to record the program. Turn off. Drink more hot water and buy some delicious food yourself."

The progress of the show is non-stop, and the second round of the first round of knockout games will be recorded the next day. With the Huo title, Song Xueran has an accident. "The Peak Girl" has not been popular on the Internet, and the topic has skyrocketed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Not to be outdone, the female group's draft show for the family, the hot search and buy flew, and also specifically set a start time two days earlier than "The Peak Girl", and it is about to stabilize the head.

But unexpectedly, the local police silently posted a Weibo alerting the police that night. The statement was very simple. Song Moumou, female, 23 years old, intentionally wounded with sulfuric acid, etc.

There was no named surname, which was reasonable enough to attract attention. However, there were many people at the scene. I didn’t know who took the two photos. One was Song Xueran’s madness and was taken away, and the other was Yan Qing sitting under the street lamp. Around the blanket, her hair was messy, her face was small and pale, and the broken snow fell on her head, full of cruel and clean beauty.

The person also broke the news: "Song Moumou is the key to her life and death. She suddenly understood a little bit. This kind of competitor, who is not jealous after reading it, is normal to want to destroy."

This Weibo, combined with the police report, easily detonated the topic. Among the various controversies, the photo of Yan Qing, which was unintentionally taken, became the material of the masters of the drawing. The night passed, the ancient style fell into the princess and repaired the fairy. The young teachers and sisters were destroyed by war, and the mistress of the escaped family, only they could not think of it, and they could not do it without them.

Yan Qing’s information was picked up and out, but it didn’t come out. So the star chasing sister who had no resistance to the beauty rushed to the top of the "Boy Peak Girl" to knock on the bowl and other materials. The official blog also engaged in mystery: "Temporary confidentiality, in fact You all know her, but neither do you know her."

Yan Qing was in a hurry to prepare for the knockout and knew nothing about these.

She thought Huo Yunshen would never show up again the next day. He should take a good rest at home and wear thin and soft clothes to avoid injury, but when she really stood at the scene of the recording, she was surprised to see the light of the "high energy jury" When lit up, the faint figure behind is Huo Yunshen in a suit.

He was still... at ease, afraid of her being bullied.

Yan Qing's eyes were faintly hot, and he bowed his head helplessly. He was so painful, it was so uncomfortable to wear one piece at a time.

The day broke up, and it should have been tempered.

Yan Qing played stably on the spot, did not give Huo Yunshen a short chance, and sat steadily at the forefront of high scores. After the recording, all the players and mentors had a dinner together and also wanted to shoot as material.

Before leaving the court, Yan Qing couldn't help but looked up at the jury seat above, it was already empty, Huo Yunshen did not know when to leave.

Right, it's right to go.

Yan Qing was very worried about going to the restaurant with Ouyang and sitting in the pile of group A. The girls around were originally chatting in a whisper, and suddenly someone exclaimed and screamed enthusiastically.

She turned her head and the mentor group headed by He Dijin was present.

Before dinner, he must have some fun programs. He Meijin also sings from the background. He hummed two paragraphs casually and caused excitement. Yan Qing was lacking in interest and listened. He heard Jin Ji He named her: "Yan Qing, as S The player, who is the kapok deity, should he sing a chorus with his instructor?"

The camera shot, and the sound of coax sounded, Yan Qing had to cooperate, hang a light smile, and left the seat and walked forward.

He Meijin's gentleness was just right, and he raised his hand to call the staff to send drinks and microphones.

"It's Sydney juice you like, drink a little bit of throat first, I prepared it specifically." He said softly in a voice that he couldn't record, especially considerate.

However, after the staff who delivered the items came in, the restaurant caused a sensation.

"Wow so handsome? Why didn't you pay attention before?"

"The proportion of the figure is really good, which is higher than He Meijin, but it is a pity to wear a mask."

"No way, all the staff who are in the mirror wear masks, I really want to see the true appearance!"

Yan Qing froze in place, his heart almost stopped beating.

The person who came in was wearing a staff uniform and seemed to choose a large size that did not fit. It was loosely hung on the body, but it was more shoulder-width and leg-length, and he wore a funny mask on his face. There are obvious burn scars.

Yan Qing seems to be sinking in the sea and has difficulty breathing.

Under the eyes of the public, those hands put the tray between her and He Mijin. When He Mijin went to the end, the tray was crooked, and the pear juice soaked the microphone soaked on the sleeve of He Mijin.

Seeing the situation, the camera immediately moved away, and a group of assistants came in to deal with He Meijin. Yan Qing took advantage of the chaos and dragged Huo Yunshen's clothes to run out of the restaurant. On Sydney juice, secretly overflowing anxious.

Yan Qing took Huo Yun deep into the dark corner and took off his head to take off his mask, angry and anxious: "How come you came here! Isn't the pain hurt! What should I do if I was photographed, Mr. Huo Tang, come Play as a staff member?!"

Huo Yun lowered his eyes slightly and concluded: "You care about me."

Yanqing language stopper.

"The jury can pretend, and of course the staff can also pretend," he glanced deep, pressing her heavily, tracing it carefully, "whatever you want to see you."

Yan Qing's mood is complicated: "Isn't it a good week? I haven't thought about it yet."

Huo Yunshen hummed very lowly: "You answer me in a week, but it doesn't mean I want to stay away."

"I chased Qingqing before, and I spent the same seven days waiting for her to promise me," he said, pulling his corner of his mouth badly. "Follow, guard, she will not allow her to be close to others even if she doesn't agree."

Yan Qing suddenly realized that he deliberately aimed at He Dijin.

The phrase "the suitor" that night said that he had always kept him in his throat.

On such an evening, even if Huo did not recover from injury at home, he should appear well dressed in high-profile social occasions that she could not imagine, but she did not care about the image at all and did such a childish thing.

But the more naive, the more clearly reminded her.

She can't avoid him.

Huo Yunshen gently pinched her jaw, lifted her lips, and kissed her without kissing. It did not violate the promise: "Yanqing, I can make concessions, but this one is not allowed."

In the end, Sydney Juice did not drink, and the song was pushed away by Yan Qing on the grounds of a sore throat. Within two days, Yan Qing heard the whispers between the girls. It is said that He Meijin lost two important endorsements.

Yan Qing was so angry that she wanted to ask Huo Yun deeply, calm down before the action, and with Huo Yunshen's character, the more obedient and stable she is, the more explosive she is.

Whoever she likes in the past three years will suffer bad luck.

Did you let her be a nun for thirty-six months?It's dark enough!

Every day since then, Yan Qing can always find Huo Yunshen's shadow in the corners and corners. He often works in the car and opens a window to see her. Sometimes he is too busy and comes over at night, without forcing her to be close, he pretends to be Various identities, keep her quietly.

Afraid she lost, she ran away, or she woke up one night, suddenly disappeared.

He braided himself into an endless net and bound her obsessively.

Until the last night of the deadline, Yan Qing was lying in bed without sleep, and could not help but climbed out of bed to ventilate in the corridor. The little curly hair in the next room happened to just come back and asked her softly, "Yan Yan, are you worried about the premiere of the program tomorrow , Can't sleep?"

Yan Qing focused on the head.

What she said was exportable.

She is not worried about the premiere, she is worried that she will soon become a married young woman!

Little Curly said: "I just stood by the window blowing and saw a luxury car parked in the corner downstairs, with lights still on. I don't know who it is so late."

Yan Qing's heart fluttered, pretending to bid farewell to the little curly hair quickly, and ran quickly to the window at the end of the corridor. He hurried over and saw that Huo Yunshen's car was parked there.

It's only eleven at night...

Does he wait all night until tomorrow morning?

Yan Qing stood for more than half an hour, and the car didn't mean to go. She was panic and dry, and she didn't care anymore. She went back to the dormitory and pulled her quilt over her head, holding the important document under the pillow in her hand.

Huo Yunshen is sitting in the back row of the car, with a stack of documents and materials beside him, which is his content tonight.

Huo originally used to avenge Qing Qing and search for her tools, but now, it is the guts to protect her and let her go to the entertainment world.

He needs it.

At five o'clock in the morning, Huo Yun lay down to work, leaned back on the back of the chair, and the anxiously pressed down rushed to his heart.

If Qing Qing doesn't come...

He closed his eyes, covered the bloodshot, and endured the uneasiness about to burst, all the shadows in front of her were her shadows.

When Qing Qing went to school, her long hair was obediently tied into a ponytail. She always wore a cream-colored ribbon and wore a clean white skirt with a thin calf under the skirt and glowing white.

Not only the school, the so-called upper-level social circles all knew that Yun’s younger daughter was beautiful and had a baby relationship with the Huo family since childhood. It was originally named Huo Yunshen. Later, because Huo Yunshen was mad, he was expelled from the family and hard Shengsheng changed to his half-brother Huo Linchuan.

He was the abandoned child, and everyone would hide from him. He was afraid of him, and he did nothing evil, so they got their heart.

When he was going to fight in high school in high school, he took a fist for a little girl who was accidentally wounded and took her away. From then on, she was wrapped up by her and screamed in return. He firmly believed that she had no purpose and hated The tooth itch, especially after knowing that she is the daughter of the Yun family, was more certain that she was a ghost like others.

He murdered her, hid her, left her cold, and there was nothing to please, but she was not angry or complaining, and Wen Wenrun gave him care.

Caring about what is.

He never understood it and never realized it, so he didn't look down on it, and he didn't want it.

Not even dare to ask.

Afraid of asking for it, I can never go back to my cold and hard den.

But the warmth was too tempting, he fell for her at an unexpected speed, became more crazy, could not bear, could not lose, not only wanted to get her, but also could not bear her to be separated from the slightest heat, day and night wanted to crave her The whole person belongs to him.

Qing Qing finally disappointed him.

He was scared and chased her madly, and followed her figure with blood red eyes, begging her not to give up, he would change, he would be better, he could do anything, as long as she didn’t leave him.

But the teenager always had to hold his face, his heart melted into the sea, and his face was still like a stone. After confessing to her, she feared that she would refuse to open her mouth, her fingers were shaking, and she said fiercely, "I will give you a week to consider!"

After turning around, he turned away, his eyes hot as he wanted to cry, and quietly looked back at her.

He followed her all week, fearing she would be taken away.

On the last night, he was afraid and flustered, and he accompanied her from school with a hard-faced expression, afraid of being disgusted, so he walked across the road, took a step, looked at her for a few times, clutching the gift he wanted to give her, soaked in sweat Crumpled.

Halfway through the small park, the squad leader waited for her at the door and waved with a smile.

He couldn't stand, staring at her.

She ran to meet the past, took over the squad leader's hand, her eyes bent into a crescent moon, and never smiled so sweetly.

All his internal organs had to be crushed, and he wanted to rush up and put the man down.

But more is fear, falling into the abyss, despair that can no longer see the light.

When the bones of his hands were about to break, she suddenly turned around and looked at him quietly in the moonlight.

He would never see anyone else. There was only her in his eyes. He didn’t want to kill anymore. He just wanted to beg her. Any way, kneeling, anything, ask her to ask him.

Qing Qing greeted the light and walked towards him.

He has pain in breathing.

When she arrived in front of her, she lightly touched his torn hands, tipped her feet, pulled him down by the neckline, and pressed her soft lips to the corner of his mouth, and asked in a soft voice, "Huo Yunshen, you know me Did you answer?"

Huo Yun's head touched the window of the car, and there were water marks in the corners of his eyes.

Outside the car, the sky was already faintly lit.

The day of sentencing is here.

He sat in the car and waited, his hands and feet cooled in one minute and one second, and countless extreme thoughts tormented his nerves.

suddenly.

The window glass was knocked.

Huo Yun stiffened for a moment, turned his head suddenly, and saw the white and delicate face outside.

Time is staggered and stacked, and at the age of sixteen she returned to this moment.

He hurriedly pushed the car door to pick her up.

Yan Qing pushed him back into the car with one finger and swelled: "Don't show your face! Don't appear disorderly! Pay attention to the impact."

Huo Yunshen's throat was dry and hot, and the blood in his eyes had not disappeared, and he could not make a sound with his mouth open.

Yan Qing awkwardly hugged the small bag with the documents. When he saw him not speaking, he glanced nervously at him: "Mr. Huo, I finally made up my mind to get the card. Can I go?"

The driver accelerated with one kick and flew out of the program group.

When he stopped at the destination, Huo Yunshen held Yan Qing's hand, slightly sweating and holding it tightly.

He stared at her, slowly bent his lips, stretched his eyebrows, and smiled at her.

Yan Qing dumbfounded.

For the first time she saw him laugh like this.

Huo Yun also had gravel in his deep throat, and said softly, "It's time to change the word, remove'Huo'. From today, I am your husband."