Yan Qing slammed into Huo Yunshen's trembling chest, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.
The moment he blocked the liquid, all the liquid in the bottle floated up on him, gurgled down his shoulders, and spread over half of his back and left arm. Because he couldn't avoid it, the back of his left hand was also splashed with two drops.
Yan Qing's field of vision was dark, her ears were full of noise, her frantic heartbeat, Song Xueran's exclamations and curses, the man's forbearance groaning, and the terrifying... subtle noise from the corroded fabric.
The air is full of disgusting smells, burning clothes and burning people's sanity.
Yan Qing burst into tears, choked out Huo Yunshen's name in his throat, and ripped off the placket of his coat with all his might.
The speed of sulfuric acid corrosion was very fast, and a strong burning sensation fell on Huo Yunshen's skin through the coat and shirt.
He breathed heavily, still maintaining a hugging posture, without the slightest relaxation.
Seeing that Yanqing was being protected, Song Xueran was not affected at all, and his expression was distorted with anger: "You deserve it... You didn't give me a way to survive, you all deserve it!"
She was still holding the bottle in her hand, and there was a small half bottle left in it, she rushed over frantically, dragged Huo Yunshen's left arm to the point where it burned unsightly, trying to pull Yan Qing out and pour it on her face before giving up.
Yan Qing's eyes were splitting, struggling to meet him, afraid that she would hurt Huo Yunshen again.
Huo Yunshen's intact hand pressed Yan Qing hard to prevent her from breaking out of his protection range, and the injured hand reluctantly lifted up to block Song Xueran.
Song Xueran took a staggering step, the mouth of the bottle splashed, and she would not give up.
Huo Yunshen turned around abruptly and kicked Song Xueran's knee. She screamed, and when she fell, she let go of the bottle.
In the distance, a car light pierced the dark night, rushing towards this side.
Yan Qing was pulled behind by Huo Yunshen for the last time, and he finally saw his condition. The cashmere coat on his body was ruined, revealing the blackened shirt and the patchy skin that had lost its cover.
She pulled his coat uncontrollably, took off her coat crying and wiped his wound, whimpering intermittently: "Wash it! Hurry up! You can't—"
It was too late, she knew, that the damage had been done.
Several car lights approached, and the program team seemed to have noticed it. There were constant noises coming from the front, and the place would soon become lively.
Huo Yun pulled Yan Qing deeply and kissed her on her red and swollen eyes: "Qing Qing, don't worry, I'll keep someone to look after you and make things happen for you, so I won't cause you any more trouble."
Yan Qing's head was about to explode, she didn't understand what he meant.
Her eyes were blurred, and she watched Huo Yunshen get into the car. When he was leaving, he turned his face to the side, and his black pupils 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 in a blink of an eye, and a few well-trained men stayed behind, guarding around her, and neatly tidying up the scene.
Soon after, the lights were bright, and the sirens were roaring from far to near. More and more people rushed to the backyard. Huo Yunshen's people whispered to Yanqing: "Miss Yan, no matter who asks, just say that this woman is going to harm you. , not to mention anything else, we'll fix it."
When surrounded by the crowd, the tears on Yan Qing's face hadn't dried yet.
She gradually understood what Huo Yunshen said before he left.
The vicious incident of splashing sulfuric acid could not be hidden silently, and it was bound to make a big splash. Huo Yun knew that she wanted to draw a clear line with him. Once his injury was exposed, it was definitely not something that could be explained by a so-called "family friend".
He cut himself out and left someone to dress up as a bodyguard, in line with her "eldest miss" status. There was no surveillance in this area. Even if Song Xueran shouted, it could be said that she was insane and nonsense.
Huo Yun was deeply hurt and left like that, but erased all traces of himself.
In this way, Yanqing is still Yanqing, a victim who simply needs to be comforted, and does not need to bear any rosy scandals and discussions.
Yan Qing's mood really broke down when she was curled up in the corner after coping with the police inquiries and the concerns of people from all walks of life. When her legs were weak, she received a WeChat message.
Yun Shen: "Don't be afraid, Qingqing has me."
She leaned down, covered her eyes, and immediately called him after she calmed down, but Min Jing answered in a low voice: "Mr. Huo is inconvenient now, and a few experts have rushed over to see the injury."
Yan Qing choked and asked, "How is he!"
Without waiting for Min Jing to answer, she changed her words: "Which hospital is it, tell me the address, I'll go see it myself!"
Huo Yunshen was not in the hospital. The person in charge of the Huo family was admitted to the hospital for no reason. Her injuries were sensitive and easily caused unnecessary trouble. The car that came to pick her up crossed most of Haicheng and drove to a low-key and quiet villa area in Jiangbei.
Yan Qing didn't have time to look at the surrounding scenery. When she arrived, it was past midnight. She hurried up to the second floor. The cold-colored corridor was dimly lit, and it was depressingly quiet.
Min Jing was guarding outside the door. Seeing her coming, his hard expression cracked, and he couldn't bear to say with red eyes: "You feel sorry for him, he has suffered enough in three years, and this half bottle of sulfuric acid was spilled on his back. I have several burns on my arm and the back of my hand, if it weren't for the thick winter clothes, everyone would be ruined."
Yan Qing's nose was blushing, and she reached out to push the door.
Min Jing sighed, his voice sullen from behind: "... I'm sorry, my attitude is not good, it's not your fault... Brother Shen had an injection half an hour ago, and he probably won't wake up before dawn. If you want, just accompany him. ."
The light in the bedroom was dim, and Huo Yunshen was lying on his side on the bed, shrouded in shadows.
Yan Qing squatted beside the bed, and his fingertips lightly touched the two dazzling marks on the back of his hand. The blackened scorch color lining his original cold white skin was shocking.
Her heart clenched, and she didn't dare to untie his pajamas. She touched it through the fabric, knowing that it would not help, and hoping to ease his pain.
Yan Qing sniffed, sat down on the carpet beside the bed, rubbed peach-like eyes, and muttered in a trembling voice.
"Huo Yunshen, how can I repay you with such a great favor..."
"If it wasn't for you to block me, I would have been in Song Xueran's hands. I would be disfigured if it was light, but I would die if it was heavy. I know that your heart is for Yun Qing, but it is indeed me who was rescued. I can't pretend that it never happened. ."
"I know what you want. You want me to be Yunqing, treat you like before, love you, and get back what you lost in the past, but I'm really not her."
"When will you be able to accept the reality, Yun Qing is no longer there, I am another person."
"You are always so extreme. No matter how much I thank you, I still have to run."
In the early morning, everything was quiet. The girl beside the bed said that she was tired, and she was lying on her stomach with her head tilted. There was soft and even breathing, and occasionally there was sullenness from crying, and she grumbled aggrievedly.
Huo Yunshen's eyes were half-open, and the injured hand was placed on top of her head, gently caressing him, caressing his unique treasure.
Yan Qing gradually calmed down, and unknowingly arched it obediently in his palm.
Huo Yun was in a deep sleep, and the effect of the drug on him was getting weaker and weaker, and she had already woken up when she came in and spoke.
He stared at Yan Qing's beautiful face, and suffocated with fear at the thought of the danger that was at stake tonight.
His fingers trembled a little, and caressed her cheek, the dark eyes were full of churning, and some long-existing thoughts were about to come out, hitting his chest with pain and trembling.
This idea, from reunion, to her resisting to leave again and again, trying her best to get rid of him, and the existence of a so-called suitor, to today, he almost lost her again, and finally swelled to an uncontrollable extent.
Qingqing is right, he is indeed extreme. From the past to the present, he is like a madman and has never changed.
He was willing to make concessions for her and consider her thoughtful, but at the same time, he asked for more, so much that it was worth everything in exchange.
Change to another person who can justifiably have her, let her escape, reject other suitors, accept his twenty-four-hour protection, and must stay by his side—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 deeply until dawn, and made all the preparations.
Yan Qing woke up from sleep, and accidentally met a pair of black eyes, she was startled, and hurriedly sat up straight: "How are you? Does it hurt?"
Huo Yunshen propped up his body, Yan Qing obediently helped him, he lowered his head, and their breaths blended slightly.
"Yanqing." He called her.
Yan Qing was stunned.
This is the first time other than recording the program, he is not called "Qingqing", but "Yanqing".
Does it mean that he finally faced the crux of the problem? Do you recognize her identity
Yan Qing actively agreed: "I am here."
He stared at her ring finger, where the ring should have been put on, and asked hoarsely, "Do you feel that you owe me."
"Yes!"
"Do you want to pay it back?"
Yan Qing was excited: "I think, as long as you don't say I'm Yun Qing, what do you want to pay back, I'll cooperate."
"I only have one request, you do it, I can make concessions on the rest."
Huo Yun's deep voice sank and tapped her eardrums.
Yan Qing sat beside the big bed and felt an indescribable nervousness. She clenched her hands and took a deep breath: "You said."
Huo Yun's dark eyelashes trembled, he lifted it up, stared at her, and said word by word, "Marriage."
Yan Qing stayed for half a minute, then slowly asked: "Mr. Huo, I may not be able to hear well. What are you talking about...?"
There was a fire in his pupils, and he didn't mind repeating it, and he said to her decisively—
"Yan Qing, I want to marry you."