The fragrance is very light, sweet, comfortable, and relaxing, which is completely incompatible with Huo Yunshen's excesses at the moment.
He clasped her waist tightly, wrapped her tightly in his arms, and rubbed his chest all at once, wishing he could become one with her.
Yan Qing was so frightened that her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound. She was holding an ornament that she had urgently caught along the road, ready to hit the back of Huo Yunshen's head at all times.
Smash... or not.
Yan Qing was so tangled that she wanted to cry. She understood that Huo Yunshen was not a scoundrel and a hooligan. He was a pitiful person. Besides, he was not frivolous when he was hugged tightly.
The problem is that he got it wrong!
Yan Qing decided to resolve it peacefully as much as possible. After all, Mr. Huo has not started to undress, and there is still room for negotiation.
She threw the ornament aside, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked with difficulty, "Mr. Huo, are you clear-headed now? Can you listen to me calmly?"
Huo Yun was buried deep in the crevice of her neck, his nasal voice was very heavy: "...What do you call me?"
"Mr. Huo," Yan Qing emphasized, tremblingly lifted the astronomical head of the Huo family boss, forcibly distanced himself from him, "I repeat, you have mistaken the person, I am not Yun Qing at all, I am just She looks a bit like her, and it was a coincidence that she happened to hold you on the bridge!"
Huo Yunshen's eyes were real, and he stroked her face inch by inch, as if to probe into the depths of her soul.
"Qingqing, don't scare me, I can't stand it anymore." He touched her forehead with his fingertips, stroked back and forth, in a ruthless tone, "What happened? That plane crash—"
He gritted his teeth and said piercingly: "Are you on the plane when the plane crashed? Where did you go?! I've been looking for you for three years, and everyone says you're gone, let me face the reality!"
Yan Qing sighed bitterly, not wanting to lose his temper with a man who was left by his lover, and patiently reiterated to him: "I'm really not Yun Qing, I never met you before tonight, do you understand?"
As if Huo Yunshen couldn't hear him, he moved his fingers to her neck and slowly clasped her chin, forcing her to face him.
"I can't find you... The court announced your death to me in black and white again. The cat we raised together has been sick since you left. It closed its eyes last week. I searched the veterinary hospital, but no one was able to save it. It, I used to hate it for occupying you and never touched it, but that day... I held it and buried it on your favorite hillside."
Every time he said a word, Yan Qing felt bitter in his heart, staring at him blankly, forgetting to argue.
Huo Yunshen's throat was full of grit, and the words were aching.
"Three days ago, I dreamed of you, you told me, Yunshen, don't look for it, there is no Yunqing in this world anymore," the corners of his mouth curled up, but the water vapor gathered in his pupils dripped onto Yanqing's face , "I just thought, you are here to say goodbye to me, the cat is looking for you, it knows where you are, I can't fall behind it, Qingqing is mine, even if I die, I will not let go !"
Yan Qing felt sore in her chest and clenched her hands unconsciously.
Huo Yunshen folded his five fingers together, controlled her in his palm, and roared in a hoarse voice: "You said at the beginning that no matter who goes first in the future, the other one will jump off the bridge and return to one place! I stood on it, You pulled me down with your own hands, and now you come to tell me, you are not Yun Qing?!"
He tore off her collar, revealing a cherry-sized light pink trace on the side of her neck: "This is what Yun Qing left for me! How dare you say that you are not her!"
Yan Qing rang in his ears.
It turned out that Huo Yunshen didn't understand it, but he didn't intend to understand it at all. He was stubborn, and he was in a high position. If it belonged to Yun Qing, she couldn't bear it any longer.
Isn't this drinking poison to quench thirst? What's the use of just fooling yourself! Can't communicate!
Yan Qing secretly gathered all her strength, pushed him away when he was not ready, jumped out of bed in a hurry, picked up the pillow as a weapon and aimed at him: "Huo Yunshen, it's your business that you miss her! Don't vent on irrelevant people! You Immediately let the people outside the door evacuate, and let me go!"
"Leave?" Huo Yunshen stepped forward with scarlet eyes, "Say it again!"
Yan Qing said loudly: "I want to leave! How many times is enough? I don't know you, you are a complete stranger to me!"
Huo Yunshen's internal organs were trampled into mud by her.
He has said countless times that he loves him, cares about him, guards his red lips, and is denying everything he has ever had.
There was no emotion in her eyes, just coldness, resistance, and rejection.
Huo Yun was so hurt that he couldn't do anything, he desperately held her waist and asked hard, "Qingqing, you forgot me, didn't you?"
Min Jing stood outside the door, looked at the long hair hidden in his hand, nodded silently, he agreed with Brother Shen.
Yun Qing should have lost her memory. The amnesia itself is either accidental or man-made, but one thing is certain. After the amnesia, she was deliberately filled with a complete and detailed false past.
It's hard to do. In this way, Yun Qing has her own memory chain and logic chain, which is equivalent to a brand new person. No matter what they say, she will not believe it. Even if she uses her hair to compare the DNA to confirm her identity, she will It was believed that Huo Yunshen covered the sky with one hand and made a false report to deceive her.
In the room, Huo Yunshen dragged Yan Qing and said hurriedly, "This is our bedroom, our bed. You have lived here since you went to college, don't you remember?"
Yun Qing couldn't count how many words she said no.
Huo Yunshen was like a helpless child, looking everywhere for something that could awaken her memory, and finally leaned over to open the drawer of the bedside table, and hurriedly held out a glass ball to her: "Look, this is what you gave me for my birthday. , you said you would make my life complete..."
Yan Qing was driven crazy, and interrupted excitedly: "It's not me!"
He forced the ball into her hand, she refused to take it, and the fear of not being able to escape became stronger and stronger. During the dispute, she waved her arm and knocked the ball off. The sound of cracking sounded at the same time as she blurted out. Words: "Huo Yunshen, I really regret saving you!"
The room solidified.
The glass ball shattered at his feet.
Huo Yunshen lowered his head and said slowly, "Qingqing, do you regret that I didn't die?"
Yan Qing was sensitive and noticed that his tone was different, showing vulnerability and stubbornness. She was just about to take the opportunity to run out, but he raised his blood-stained eyes, tore off the loose tie around his neck, and tied her wrists. The other end is fastened firmly to the head of the bed.
"What are you doing..." Yan Qing couldn't believe it, "You are kidnapping!"
Huo Yunshen knelt down beside her and rubbed her face with his fingertips, so gentle that it made people tremble: "It's not kidnapping, it's being locked up."
His madness couldn't be restrained any longer: "You held me in this room and said with your own mouth that if one day you forget me, let me catch you, lock you up, and don't allow anyone to see you. I'm the only one at night, until you remember me!"
After speaking, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth, picked up the pieces with bare hands, wrapped them in his arms, and staggered to his feet.
When he walked to the door, he looked back, his eyelashes were sticky, and he stared deeply at the knot of the tie: "I won't leave it, I'm afraid of hurting you, I'm in the living room, you calm down and call me."
The door was locked outside.
It was the first time in Yan Qing's life that he wanted to scold someone, the kind that couldn't be relieved by scolding so hard.
Huo Yunshen even used the set of binding and imprisoning, so how dare she say that she is not calm? ! What is he going to do next, strangle her to death because she is disobedient? Murder again? Or simply set the house on fire and die with her decisively
The bloody images jumped out one after another, Yan Qing shouted that he was tired and had no strength to be afraid, so he lay on the edge of the bed sobbing.
How to do…
Why don't you just pretend to be Yun Qing first, soothe him, and then find a chance to escape
This idea was rejected by Yan Qing in a flash. Once she opened her mouth, with Huo Yunshen's perverted and paranoid level, she would never try to get rid of it in the future. Besides, even if she escaped, her old house would have been found by Min Jing and the others. , How can you hide safely, staying in hotels, flying high-speed trains, and all those who use documents are probably not fair.
"Sister An Lan is still waiting for me to record the show," she whispered to herself, "I just signed the show contract..."
When Yan Qing was talking, his nerves suddenly froze and he straightened up.
Yes, the show team!
An Lan specially instructed her to bring her luggage and necessities when reporting, and directly start the players' dormitory life. The recording and accommodation places are far away from the city. In a renovated old middle school in the suburbs, the staff and nearly 100 players will be there. would be her best cover.
Even if Huo Yunshen is found, she has to take into account the reputation of the Huo Group and should be restrained. She is safer than wandering outside.
Yan Qing had an idea, forced herself to calm down, and looked at the only window in the bedroom. The window was facing the back of the building, so she could avoid possible guards at the door of the building, and it was unlocked and there was no anti-theft net outside the window, which was enough for her. Get out!
She bit her lip, kept absolutely quiet, and tried her best to wriggle the tie on her wrist, only to realize that Huo Yunshen's tie was not tight, it didn't wear her at all, but she just couldn't get it off. The way of tying the knot was as difficult as his own. engage.
With sweat on her forehead, she silently begged for the blessing of Bodhisattva for a long time to no avail, so she desperately went to ask Yunqing.
Yunqing is here to help, your husband is going crazy!
When she moved around, she turned her left hand inadvertently, and the knot loosened slightly. Then her body seemed to find some hidden instinct, her hands changed angles unconsciously, and within ten seconds, the tie fell on the bed.
Does this work too? !
Yan Qing took a deep breath and pushed Yun Qing to the altar in minutes.
From this moment on, Miss Yun is her goddess! unique!
Yan Qing gently found the sheets, quilts, and thick clothes that could be used in the bedroom, and while aiming at the door, he quickly tied them together and formed a rope.
She passed the doorway holding her breath, opened the window little by little, and threw the rope into the night.
Three floors, she can.
Yan Qing tied up her long hair, tied her trousers, and climbed onto the window sill as light as a swallow. Enduring great fear, she slowly released her body along the rope. Her slender legs swayed for a long time, and she finally found an air conditioner below which she could borrow for a short time. shelf.
As soon as she stood firm, she was surprised to find that the windows of the bedroom and the living room were next to each other, the lights were on, and the scene was unobstructed.
Everyone else had already withdrawn, and in the huge space, only Huo Yunshen was left.
For a moment, Yan Qing forgot where she was and stared at him blankly.
The anger that was originally full of explosions was scattered by the night wind and scattered.
Huo Yunshen was sitting on the ground with his back against her door, his tall body curled up, his head lowered, his lips pursed into a line, his bloodstained hands fiddled with a pile of broken glass, carefully sticking it together with glue .
The semi-finished products that were glued into broken pieces were held in his hand as priceless treasures.
The author has something to say: Qingqing: It seems that I got the script of "The Little Runaway Wife Dressed as a Perverted CEO", and I feel sad.