Sweet Nothings

The protagonist changed people, and the hug shot was particularly smooth. Once passed, the director also secretly took a few seconds of Mr. Huo’s uniform silhouette, able to distinguish his identity, thinking that if Mr. Huo allowed it when the MV came online , Immediately cut this lens in.

The affectionate couple with the explosion of topic shoots costumes together, think about it and know how much repercussions will be, it is more effective than the red-hot niche.

The princess still has a few single shots to be shot. In addition to the mournful beauty of the country, there are also girls who are charming, and Huo Yunshen changed the armor and looked at Yan Qing's crimson face.

She was at a loss and ignorance to the whole world, but she was partial to him.

Instinctively tolerate his shortcomings and give him innocent tenderness.

Huo Yunshen took out her mobile phone to take a picture of her, zoomed in on the lens, and frozen all her vivid expressions.

Just took a few photos, and a message popped up in the notification bar to remind.

It is a text message from an unfamiliar number. There is no text, only the picture inside is displayed.

Huo Yunshen's fingers tightened, his eyes darkened, he quit the camera, clicked on the text message, and even with a hunch, at the moment he saw it, his teeth were tightly closed and he bit a little bit of blood.

"What's wrong with the husband."

The little princess hadn't played yet, changed the lotus pink girl's dress, and found that someone had taken her lens and moved away, and hurried to him in front of him, pulling his cuffs and shaking.

Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply, pressed down on the violent violent violent, reversed the phone, rubbed her head in the palm of her hand: "It's okay, the little princess will shoot, and the husband will accompany you."

After coaxing Yan Qing back, he looked at the screen again.

It was exactly the same as the email I received in New York. Seven or eight photos were taken when Qing Qing disappeared three years ago. She was injured and bleed. Someone pressed her with all her hands, forcing her infusion and binding Hold her hands and feet.

At the end, her lost eyes and tears dimly, looking at the window, she seemed to want to jump down.

Finally, there is a hand-written character scanned into a picture. The content is extremely simple, just two-"beautiful?"

Huo Yun will never forget this kind of handwriting, even if there are some distortions, it definitely belongs to Huo Linchuan.

He did not believe that Huo Linchuan would have known the prophet at the beginning, and wrote this kind of thing that specifically stimulated him, and waited for an interval of two or three years before trying to send it to him.

He even believed that Huo Linchuan was not dead at all.

During this time, he was dormant quietly, staying beside Qing Qing, seemingly indifferent to Huo Shi, accepted the board's suspicion of Poren due to his mistake, even impeached, and also confessed that Min Jing went to the group to "inadvertently disclose" His gloomy and unintentional business is just to let the people standing behind the scenes surface.

Sure enough, Huo Linchuan thought he collapsed under the double blow of the group and Qing Qing, and he did not hesitate to show his true body to stab him, forcing him to end in desperation.

Huo Linchuan thought he was in control, but he didn't know.

The group never got out of his track for a moment.

And Qing Qing, had long used the fruit knife and the blood of her palm to rescue him from the abyss, whether she had memory or not, and gave him the strongest barrier.

Yan Qing was waving the embroidered small group of fans by the side of the tower not far away. The sunlight broke through the clouds, and she was bright and splendid. She pursed her red lips and took time to see him from time to time, charming and charming.

Huo Yun smiled deeply at her, fingering Min Jing's phone: "Huo Linchuan couldn't bear it anymore. It's just recently, ready."

Min Jing is awe-inspiring: "Brother Shen is relieved that since you gave up Polan and returned to China, the problematic old guys in the board of directors have all appeared. Our people have got enough evidence, and we will wait for your arrangement."

Min Te helps to burn incense to worship Buddha every day, begging to get rid of this dilemma quickly.

Starting from the frequent problems with his wife's memory, Shen Brother was almost inseparable. He waited for his wife to sleep every night before his work time. All the die-hard seniors of the group gathered in the living room on the first floor of Huo Zhai.

Brother Shen used the living room as an office and stayed up until dawn. When the sun rose early, he would go back upstairs and sleep for an hour or two next to his wife. Then he would support her all day, help her understand the world, and give her a new love.

Min Jing asked again: "Brother, how is Dr. He going? Does the German doctor still have no eyebrows? Do we need to allocate more staff."

"No," Huo Yunshen was calm, "have found it."

Min Jing’s mobile phone almost dropped and was shocked: “I found it?! Where is the person? Did you arrive in China? I—”

Huo Yun deeply interrupted: "Dead."

There was a loud noise in the earpiece.

Huo Yunshen explained "do what you should do", and then hung up the phone.

He learned of the death last night.

The German doctor’s identity was determined to be the person who set up a ban for Qing Qing to tamper with his memory three years ago.

He was found in a hospital in a remote town in Finland. He has been in a coma for a long time. He is lying like a vegetative man. Dr. He assembled his top colleagues in several circles. When he tried to pry into his memory, he didn’t even struggle. Dead.

Huo Yunshen is not an accident.

Based on Huo Linchuan's character, when he used people to do things, he would definitely break the way. He guessed that they eventually found either a wasteless person who could not speak, or a dead body.

When Dr. He came to see him with this news, his tone was trembling: "We can't ask the answer, the only one who knows is gone."

He said: "And Huo Linchuan."

Huo Linchuan will definitely appear as long as he is alive, and see him throwing his helmet and armor away to see him die.

"Mr. Huo, what do you mean..."

He greeted Dr. He's horrified face and said softly: "No need to design the method of fake death. Huo Linchuan will design it for me. He has worked hard, but he just wants to retaliate and want my life, so that Qing Qing is watching When I died, my memory was restored, driving her crazy. Rather than we go to random tests, let Qing Qing bear the risk of failure, it is better to wait for his trap."

Dr. He asked with a blank face: "I understand that this method can accurately restore the wife, but in the trap of the other party, there are too many uncontrollable situations, we are prepared to be perfect, you may also..."

"So, you have an extra job," he said quietly. "If I happen, you will wash away Qing Qing's memory, as long as she knows that she will have no worries in the future and do whatever she wants. The property is just a relationship with her. In general, she likes to pretend to be her loving husband in front of the media. She doesn’t need a tear for his death, it’s enough.”

Dr. Ho's lips were shaking.

He threatened coldly: "Even if I'm not there, someone will take care of you. Don't you want to live a good life if you dare to have any chance."

Dr. He refused to accept for a while: "Mr. Huo, you didn't say that even if it failed, the wife was crazy and stupid and couldn't wake up. You all take care of her, why take the risk."

"Husband-Jun -"

Huo Yunshen heard the soft call, woke up and looked up at her.

The little princess changed her misty blue dress again, her long dark hair fluttered, and Pei Huan Ding ran to him in front of her, and Xing Yan curved and smiled, exposing a little rosy tongue: "I'm done."

Huo Yun bent down deeply and pinched her small chin: "The princess is so powerful."

Without the requirements of the script, Yan Qing was embarrassed to have any excessively intimate behavior towards him. He could only be called to and fro, and his eyes peeped at his arm.

I want to hug a little, but I'm not afraid.

Huo Yunshen held her hand directly when she was worried about how to get close to him, and clasped her fingers tightly: "Go, change clothes, husband will take you home."

Yan Qing felt the temperature of the palms, her heart jumped, and her face tried hard to remain serious.

On the way to the locker room, the sky was dark and the wind was getting colder. She naturally rubbed against him, and glanced at his expression.

Huo Yunshen suddenly let go of the holding hands.

Yan Qing didn't wait to lose, he raised his arm, clasped her thin shoulders, and changed her other hand to hold her, so that the little princess was all in her arms.

Qingqing is so beautiful that she feels that her husband is so unrealistic that the two are too close together. Her ears are warming up, she is ashamed to say what she is saying, and she shifts the topic to mention: "The process of shooting is so sad."

"how?"

"The story is too bitter."

Looking at Yunxia in the sky, she slowly told him: "The princess is not favored by her father and emperor. As a reward for warfare, she gave a general who was not valued at home. The general was very good to her. In the sky, the attention she didn't get in the palace was supplemented by him."

"But in the general's generation of literary ministers, he only gave him a military commander, and he did not have Mendi Gao's mother. He was very excluded. In order to make the princess live well, he set up a general palace and set up a general palace to allow the princess to do whatever he wanted. ."

The longing in Yan Qing’s eyes turned sad and clouded: “But then another country came to commit the crime, the general led the soldiers to the battlefield, the princess was at home, and was taken away by the brother of the jealous general. When the princess rebelled, she bumped her head and forgot I have forgotten who I am and I have forgotten the general. I can't find my way home and let others cheat."

"When the general learned on the battlefield, the enemy's army was under pressure. He vomited blood and died under siege."

Huo Yunshen warmed her cold hands with her body.

He whispered, "What's next?"

Yan Qing resisted the sour nose: "The news of the general's death and the crisis of the country broke back to the capital together. The princess saw the general's face in her dream that night. He called her nickname, and she remembered with tears."

"The scene where I held you," she had some water marks on her long eyelashes. "It was the princess who returned to the palace and wanted to wait for the general's coffin to return, but she arrived almost at the same time. The steps outside Miyagi, like the one when he was married to him, flew towards the coffin, but saw his back and stood waiting for her."

In the setting sun, the orange-red light curtain covered the rolling palace of the film and television city.

Yan Qing wore a princess's dress and her throat was awkward. She lifted her face, staring at Huo Yun's dark eyes, blurted out and asked, "Fujun, I forgot you, do you blame me?"

Huo Yun shook his head deeply.

In so many resources, the reason why he is willing to let Qing Qing sing this song and shoot this MV is because of the background of the story.

Although Qing Qing can’t remember or understand now, she will remember what he said today when her memory recovers.

Dr. He asked him why he took the risk.

His answer is very simple. He wants Qingqing to live well. His little princess has worked hard to make him live like a person. He has filled his barren and lonely life with sweetness. How many first loves he gave her is not enough. She is rich in gold and jade food, and spends a long time in peace.

He said that when something went wrong and took care of her, it was his greed and selfishness towards him.

What he really wants to make up for Qing Qing is not only her first love, but also her splendid life.

"Don't blame you, it's not your fault to forget."

Huo Yunshen leaned over to hug her Yan Qing, her long skirt wrapped around his legs.

He supported her in the wind, his eyebrows stretched, and his smile was gentle and beautiful.

"No matter the general or Huo Yunshen, because of the love of the little princess, they are the happiest people in the world."