Sweet Nothings

The lights in the bedroom are soft and dim, and the warm fragrance of Yan Qing is floating in the air, which is the smell of Huo Yunshen’s craving day and night.

Before falling asleep, she rubbed his palm softly and promised to wake up to celebrate the tone and expression of his birthday, still vivid and vivid.

But at the moment, everything is like a dream, shattered by the cruelest way, frozen into ice.

He said he loved him a few hours ago and would give him a family. Now he is holding a pillow and smashing it heavily on his shoulder. The pillowcase is decorated with nail beads that the girl likes on both sides. A small piece scratches the side of his face. A bright red blood stain.

Huo Yunshen felt no pain.

He stared at Yan Qing without blinking, his voice trembling, and called her again: "Qing Qing."

"Don't you say you don't call me that?" Yan Qing stared at the blood on Huo Yunshen's face, his eyes were round, filled with panic and vigilance, and overwhelmed the guilt of the missed injury, "How can you such--"

She just woke up, the needle stabbed in the temple, and the nerves seemed to be intertwined, pulling each other, torturing her will.

Yan Qing struggled to look at the man in front of him, holding his breath.

She remembered that she had just checked in with him and lived in this villa. He told each of them in advance that he would never cross the line. How could he open his eyes, he actually lay beside her, holding her tightly and even more Yes... it seems that he was kissed.

Is this person completely dishonest?

Just treat her like that, treat her as something, and trust her!

Yan Qing grabbed her quilt and wrapped herself tightly, desperately backing away: "Huo Yunshen, you went to my bed privately, and you changed your name and screamed the name! If you are so unscrupulous, then what is the use of the contract we signed before marriage? Just divorce as soon as possible!"

Her face was rejected, rejected, unhappy, rejected him thousands of miles away.

She said divorce.

I thought the pain that I would never experience again, and came back in the blink of an eye, turning into a rugged boulder, all pressed against Huo Yunshen, crushing his blood and flesh.

He stared at her in a daze for a long time. His body was so cold that his fingers were stiff and he couldn't lift a trace.

"Wife," he opened his mouth, begging her secretly, "Don't scare me, I can't stand it."

Yan Qing greeted him with his bloodshot eyes, faintly crimson frenzy, she trance thought that he had returned to the bridge where he had been rescued. Abandoned patients.

She was a little scared, but there was an unknown soreness in her heart, and her tears shed unconsciously.

……pain?

What did she hurt, just hide away.

Huo Yunshen was obviously not normal. He clearly broke the ring first, and as a result the victim looked like he was going to be mad at her.

"You're scaring me!" Yan Qing's lips paled and glared at him preparatively. "I shouldn't believe the ones you wrote on the contract. I'm not fit to live with you. You are too much today, too Terrible!"

Just dived into the bedroom and kissed and hugged. After being accused, he was full of madness. Is the next step to be stronger?!

Yan Qing dared not reason with him anymore, stumbled out of bed, and had no time to wear slippers and ran out barefoot.

The man's heavy breathing was trembling, extremely dangerous behind him.

She had just ran out a few steps and hadn't touched the door yet. She was caught by Huo Yunshen who suddenly got up. His five fingers were cast in steel, and she took her waist to carry it back. She panted in shock and fell back to bed.

Huo Yun pressed her deeply, pinching her chin with cold hands, forcing her to look at him.

The blood on his face dripped to her ear, and his throat was completely ripped: "Yingqing!"

Yan Qing felt the warm red.

It just rubbed her skin slightly, but it was like burning a high temperature and burning her body.

"You let me go..." This feeling is too wrong, Yan Qing pushed him in an anxiety, "Let me go! Are you perverted, how can you bully—"

With a "huh", all the words she couldn't finish were swallowed into the man's mouth.

He kissed her fiercely, his arms hugged her in his arms, his hot and damp lips were desperate and helpless, and he asked almost fiercely, he was panting, and every time he breathed, he cried like a cry, Grinding her lips heavily.

Yan Qing's eyes were half open, and he could be seen clearly at once, and then blurred again.

Her eyelashes were wet, her body was hot, and she even instinctively wanted to hug his neck to cater.

crazy……

He is crazy, and so is she.

Yan Qing bite him cruelly and tasted the salty bloody smell. How could he know that he never stopped, as if there was no pain, she bit heavier, and when he had to loosen a bit, she immediately struggled, her eyes fled towards the corridor dimly.

She couldn't calm down and talk to him!

If you want to go, leave here first and go back to the "Pinnacle Girl" program group. You can go anywhere. You can't stay anyway.

Yan Qing was caught when she entered the corridor. She couldn't bear the overwhelming strength of the man and was hugged by him.

"Huo Yunshen, you madman! You can do it normally!"

Huo Yun stared at her deeply, his voice dumb to say incoherently: "I'm crazy, I'm not normal, I'm perverted, terrible, can't believe me, can't take care of me, can't live with me..."

Every word is said by Yan Qing.

But Huo Yunshen repeated one by one personally, Yan Qing's violent heart was smashed by a hammer.

Huo Yun deeply supported her, her fingertips fell into her skin: "I have always been like this, from the past to the present, there is no good, but you want me, you say you love me."

Yan Qing was stunned, his head suddenly dizzy, and his reflex broke free.

Huo Yun's knees bent deep, and she knelt up on the carpet with her arms around her, his sweaty forehead buried in her neck foss, biting her shoulder, her teeth trembling: "Qing Qing, think about it, think about who I am."

"Don't forget me," he hugged her, breaking her bones, "Don't go, don't throw me away! Today is my birthday, you promise you will wake up after a sleep, wake up Tell me happy birthday and tell me how good this day is, not hell..."

He was cold all over: "Qing Qing, please, don't let me go to hell."

Yan Qing didn't know how she could not stop crying. Her ears rang loudly like a bell, and her eyes gradually turned black. She wanted to hold Huo Yunshen's clothes, and she put it down weakly and collapsed on his chest.

"Huo... Yunshen."

"Yunshen..."

"……deeply."

She murmured a few times vaguely, and was quickly quiet and soft.

Huo Yun hugged her deeply, and finally a bit of choked breath leaked between his clenched teeth.

He sent him back to the bedroom, wrapped it in a quilt, wiped away the tears on her face, clutched her tightly with one hand, and pressed the phone hard with the other.

When the phone was connected, Dr. He opened his mouth first: "Mr. Huo, I'm already on the flight back home, I immediately shut down, contact you after landing tomorrow, and check the wife."

"Her memory," Huo Yunshen tried his best to be stable. "After a short sleep, I returned to a few months ago, and now I lose consciousness."

Doctor Ho lost his voice: "What?!"

Huo Yunshen gradually could not restrain: "Is she in danger!"

Dr. He took a few deep breaths and calmly asked, "Mr. Huo, has your wife remembered the past again recently? For example, what are the key points? Or, did you mention it frequently with her? Is her feeling for you again? Has it significantly deepened?"

Huo Yunshen was cut with a sharp blade in his chest, answering Dr. He's question sentence by sentence.

"Thinking of the details, she often dreamed, optimistically, that she wanted to restore her memory."

"The key point... remembering a special person."

"I didn't tell her the past, I'm afraid she can't afford it, but," his red eyes stared at Yan Qing, "maybe someone else said."

"Also, she loves me."

Dr. He was so heavy in his heart that something that he had been worried about and did not dare to mention easily happened.

He said with awe: "Zuo Huo, listen to me, since you first brought your wife to me, I told you that her nerves are already very fragile, every step of the way is like walking on thin ice, so long depends on her It is the will and emotion that have made this kind of unimaginable progress today, but at the same time, she is also bearing the corresponding load."

"Her true memory is locked, because she longs to remember, and has been hitting the gate unconsciously, which is equivalent to self-mutilation," he said quietly. "Every time I think of it a little, even deepening your feelings, it is weak stimulation. On the day when she can’t bear it, her memory will naturally be chaotic. She may regress, or maybe one day in the future, she will be completely unable to remember and return to the moment after she was tampered with."

Because the old memory is sealed, the new memory collapses again, and when the human brain collapses extremely, it will return to the set point.

But there is no key to "a special person", and whether his wife will have more extreme development in the future, Dr. He dare not easily conclude at such an urgent juncture.

He firmly said: "For the time being, my wife is the first time this situation will occur, and there will be no danger in a short time."

"Let her rest more and never get stimulated. Her current memory is confusing. She changes every time she sleeps. When she wakes up again, she may forget or remember that she has just done it. I don’t know anything about it. In short, I will discuss it in detail when I return to Haicheng."

Huo Yunshen did not pause for a moment, no matter what time, he contacted Xu Mohan.

Xu Mohan was terrified: "... President Huo?!"

"Did you tell Qing Qing what happened before?"

Xu Mohan listened to his tone, and Cold Khan came down at the time: "Yes, from knowing her, she shouted to hear the story of you in college, I can't bear to refuse her..."

Huo Yun asked coldly, "Have she responded abnormally."

Xu Mohan knew all the words: "When I met you, her eyes seemed to see you through me. I fainted for a few hours. Later, I was dizzy and sleepy. She refused to say, I would just..."

Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply, and his five fingers were wiped out by his mobile phone.

In the silent night, the people on the bed were not stable, and the forehead was thin and sweaty.

Huo Yunshen lifted the quilt, wrapped Yan Qing in her arms, kissed her messy long hair, and took her troubles to appease her thin spine. He opened his mouth several times and couldn't help but want to call her and bite his teeth, Lips were also worn with bleeding marks.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yan Qing was finally calm, her delicate eyebrows unfolded, and her breath was no longer in a hurry.

Huo Yun got out of bed and left the bedroom. His thin body shook a little, and slowly walked into the terrace at the end of the corridor.

The wind in spring is still cold, there is a long light downstairs, the courtyard, Qing Qing's hair flew across, there is a swing in the courtyard, he specially made it for her, she often lazy nest on it, the skirt corner fluttered , Opened his hand and called him "deeply" with a smile.

Huo Yun laughed silently, but the hot liquid in his eyes fell into the night.

He raised his hand and took the cigarette case that was turned out along the road.

It's been a long time since I smoked.

In the old days, living was the same as dying. At that time, Qing Qing did not like it. He immediately quit, and later Qing Qing disappeared. He sat at the door of the house countless times, lit the cigarette to watch it burn, and hoped that Qing Qing would watch Come, scold him, disgust him.

Huo Yun stared deeply at the jumping fire and lit it.

The spicy smoke choked into his throat. He covered his mouth and coughed dullly. His spine bent down, and his thin clothes could not conceal the shape of the joint.

Yan Qing sat up on the forehead in the bedroom, spinning round and round.

After she had been quiet for a while, she finally suppressed the tumult in her mind, slowly recovering her clarity. She reacted a little slowly, carefully looked around, and took a look at the time with her mobile phone.

3:10.

in the afternoon?

Yan Qing frowned and thought for a while, then looked at the sky and suddenly "ah" sounded.

Lying trough, it is early morning!

She fell asleep after supper, did not wake up until now?!

My husband!

He was not in bed at three o'clock in the morning. Where did he go? God, she has no conscience. She also wanted to give him a birthday immediately at twelve to one, and the result was dragged to now!

Yan Qing hurriedly got out of bed to find him. As soon as she left the bedroom, she saw from afar that the door to the terrace was half open, and there was light in it.

After determining where he was, Yan Qing was relieved.

Going to blow hair in the middle of the night, did you deeply see her sleeping silly, and lost her heart...

Yan Qing pursed her lips, turned her head back to the bed, quietly opened the small drawer at the head of the bed, found a set of cat COS costumes hidden inside, and turned it a few times like a thief. It was really embarrassing to put it on, and finally put on The cat's ear was stuck on his head.

When she got up, she lifted her head top-heavy, not too concerned, slipped into the bathroom and quickly put on a makeup, put on his favorite nightdress, and carefully approached the terrace.

Yan Qing didn't expect to see Huo Yunshen smoking.

He stood alone in the night breeze, and his body seemed to be pierced, the smoke between his fingers, like blood-stained eyes, burning to dust in silence.

How could she make him... such a lingering moment.

Yan Qing touched the inexplicable wetness in the corner of her eyes, leaned back gently, and hugged the man's cold back.

Huo Yun's deep coldness is like a sculpture.

She couldn't help but hug tighter: "Deep."

Yan Qing felt that she must have auditory hallucinations, unexpectedly... felt a hint of tears in her voice.

"Deeply I woke up," she sniffed a little. "Are you complaining that I slept too much."

Huo Yun turned back, his injured half of his face hidden in the shadows.

The little girl was wearing a skirt, showing her white shoulders, and wearing a pair of pink plush cat ears between her long hair. She blushed and looked at him with love.

His wrists were shaking.

Yan Qing embarrassedly touched the tip of the ear, one arm, wrapped around his neck, and smiled and asked, "Do you like the genuine Qing Qing cat?"

Huo Yun squeezed a word that said: "Love."

Yan Qing was satisfied and kissed his chin on tiptoe: "Mr. Huo, happy birthday."

Huo Yun's fingertips touched her face like deep ice, rubbing into mud in her chest, and begged in a low voice: "Qing Qing, I want to hear you say love me."

Yan Qing wrapped his waist, his voice was very sweet, solemnly confessed: "Huo Yunshen is the best, gentlest and most handsome boy in the world, I love him."

Her eyes were like the moon, just like the night on the street outside the school, she said gently: "There are so many people in the world, I only love this one."