Huo Yun fell into the abyss, and Qingqing's gentleness was the rope that pulled him up, not to mention the affirmation given to him during his amnesia.
These days, he has heard too many heart-wrenching words from Qingqing's mouth, and even a few minutes ago, he was ready to be treated as a demon by her again.
But Qingqing kissed him and hugged him, and said that her husband is very handsome.
Huo Yunshen's muscles were so tight that he held Yan Qing's hand that didn't hurt a little, and pressed it on his chest and abdomen: "Do you like it? I'll touch you anywhere."
As long as Qingqing doesn't reject him and is willing to touch him, even if you call him a cow or a horse or an obedient dog, he will immediately bow his head to make her happy.
If Yan Qing wanted to touch again, she would be embarrassed to be invited so actively by a man.
What's more, she blamed herself, guessing that she had been in poor health in Canada, and that she had some amnesia, so she would not hesitate to use a knife as a reminder.
Looking at Huo Yunshen's appearance, I don't know how much he hurts for her.
She wanted to hold her hand away a little, and then she moved a little bit, and saw that the man's face changed, he held her down at a loss, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it enough? Or does it feel bad? I'll take off my clothes and let you feel it. ?"
He really went to unbutton the button, in a hurry, lest she go back on it.
Yan Qing sensed his heart, and quickly hugged him gently and comforted him softly: "Don't panic, I didn't deny you."
She gave it up, rubbed a few times on his solid chest, and said with blood on her cheeks, "It feels good. The husband I picked up is excellent everywhere."
The corners of Huo Yun's cracked and cracked mouth couldn't help lifting up, his eyes bulging with laughter, he was so strong when he hugged her that he accidentally touched her injured hand.
Yan Qing took a small breath.
He broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly found the medicine box, knelt down beside her leg, and carefully applied medicine to the bloody hole.
The cotton wool touched, and his heart twitched.
After wrapping, he lowered his head and kissed it repeatedly.
He can't be crazy.
Qingqing had to love him so much that he had the courage to plunge a knife into his own flesh, just to wake up and see those words as soon as possible, to let him know that he was not abandoned.
She was his dead end without a cure.
She is also his indestructible barrier.
Qingqing is saving him, he will never let Huo Linchuan succeed a second time, he must sober up and defend her.
When Huo Yunshen was cold, the girl's hand stretched out to touch him, stroking the pale blue under his eyes: "Husband, how long have you not slept well."
He smiled: "husband doesn't remember."
"When was the last time you ate?"
"... not impressed."
Yan Qing poked him worriedly: "Can I accompany you?"
Huo Yunshen looked up at her, the morning sun plated broken gold on her slender outline, glowing lightly, it was the little fairy who led him out of the sea of misery.
His throat choked: "Okay."
Yan Qing seemed to realize that she would forget, and did not follow Huo Yunshen to ask too much, but just told him about life in Canada in a sweet voice. Her memory at the moment stopped when she received An Lan's help and was about to return to China. With so many pictures of her participating in the show on the Internet, she kept exclaiming in amazement.
Huo Yunshen sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, circled her on his lap, and quietly stared at her vivid profile: "Is my wife good-looking?"
"Good-looking," Yan Qing's eyes curved into the moon, "it's very suitable for you."
Huo Yun pinched her face deeply: "It's really insightful."
When the sun was setting, Yan Qing rubbed her eyes, put down her phone, and rested on his shoulder. This time she slept for a short time. When she woke up, she jumped up excitedly and eagerly checked the palm of her hand. The cut wound was already covered. .
Only then did she realize that she was being held, she turned her head slowly, and bumped into Huo Yun's deep dark pupils.
On the big chair by the window where the setting sun was like blood, Yan Qing, who had returned to reality, had wet eyelashes, cried and wrapped his neck around his neck, sobbing and said, "Deeply, I'm sorry, I forgot about you many times, did you hurt today? you?"
Huo Yun clasped the back of her head and kissed her hard until she couldn't cry. He whispered, "Baby saved me today."
He lowered his eyelashes, pressed his forehead against her warm neck, and pressed into her body word by word: "I love you."
Yan Qing wiped the corners of her eyes and said excitedly: "It seems that cutting the opening is really useful!"
"You dare to try again," he gritted his teeth in distress, and was rarely cruel to her, "If you break a piece, I'll double it on myself."
The girl pursed her lips.
Huo Yun deeply kissed the tip of her nose: "Don't worry, the memory is back before returning to China. You didn't know me at that time, so you wouldn't be so resistant to me."
Yan Qing asked worriedly, "What will happen in the future?"
"It will stop at the moment when your memory is tampered with. You are nineteen years old, you don't know Haicheng, and you have never heard of Huo Yunshen. You are a little girl who has been living in Canada since the age of six, and has just recovered from a serious illness."
Yan Qing didn't have time to investigate the underlying reasons, so he pulled his shirt in fear and asked, "Can it be recovered?"
It was the only thing she cared about.
She can't forget every bit of memory about Huo Yunshen, whether it's Yun Qing or Yan Qing, she wants it.
"Yes," Huo Yunshen said firmly, "don't panic, don't think about anything, don't do anything, leave it all to me."
Even if Yan Qing promised not to think, but her nerves and consciousness could not be controlled by her. From the moment she realized that she was frequently amnesiac, her ability to bear as thin as a cicada's wings had already suffered a huge impact.
No matter how hard Yan Qing insisted, he still quickly collapsed under the heavy pressure.
She has less and less time to return to her real memory, and she has experienced several major regressions. In the morning a week later, she finally stopped at the starting point, the moment she woke up after being tampered with.
Yan Qing's feather-like eyelashes were lifted, her eyes were soft and helpless, revealing the fragility of having just experienced a major injury, she carefully asked the man who was guarding her in front of the bed: "Who are you? Why am I not in the hospital?"
Huo Yunshen's trembling fingers touched her face and asked, "Who are you? What's your name?"
Yanqing frowned, thought about it carefully, and replied, "... Qingqing."
Huo Yunshen's heart trembled violently.
"I didn't hear you clearly."
Yanqing had self-protection and a little aggression in her subconscious, but facing Huo Yunshen's eyes, she could only feel warm emotions.
Inexplicably, she developed some kind of attachment to him, so she put away her little paws, tucked into the quilt obediently, and told him rustlingly: "I've been ill for a while, and I can't think clearly now, but it seems... Some people like to call me Qingqing, Qingqing, me and me. Sir, there should be this word in my name."
Huo Yunshen couldn't take it anymore, so he leaned over and picked her up, hugging her tightly.
No wonder…
No wonder Huo Linchuan tampered with her memory, but still took a similar name.
It was his "Qingqing" that was engraved in her consciousness. No matter how much she forgot, she still insisted on this word and insisted that there was Qing in her name.
Huo Yun deeply suppressed his emotions, settled Yan Qing, and asked Doctor He, who was always on call, to come over as soon as possible.
He took her back to Huo's villa a few days ago, so that the medical staff could come and go easily.
Now Qingqing is waking up again, remembering that she had a serious illness, she would not be too resistant to a doctor-like person.
Dr. He counted the time with trepidation. The speed of his wife's retreat to the origin was much faster than he expected. He thought that there was enough room, but it was becoming urgent.
He sighed.
The wife's condition really cannot be speculated with common sense.
The recovery is because of feelings, and the accelerated regression is also because of feelings. If she hadn't cared too much about Mr. Huo, she would have been able to find out that she had lost her memory earlier.
After examining Yanqing, Dr. He frowned, exited the room, and solemnly concluded: "Mr. Huo, there is no way for my wife to retreat. Now is the starting point of her memory. Next, she will jump back here repeatedly."
"The good news is that," he said while enjoying the bitterness, he deliberately said lightly, "at this stage, my wife will be like a newborn animal, she will trust the person she meets first, and he will accept you. After this time, her mind may have a little adaptation and automatically supplement the story about you."
To be serious.
That is, every day in the future, no matter what happens with Huo Yunshen, who "first met", when he falls asleep and then opens his eyes, he will basically return to this blank starting point.
Fortunately, judging by today's reaction, she would be close to him.
Huo Yunshen turned his head and looked into the bedroom through the half-closed door. Yan Qing's small face was tense and tense, her dark and moist eyes were sensitively looking in his direction, her lips were biting wet and red, a little timid and vigilant, and then again. soft.
When she met his eyes, she showed a trace of peace, she wanted to look but didn't dare to look at him.
Huo Yun's chest was sore with burning pain, and he smiled at her.
Yan Qing grabbed the quilt and looked at the man outside.
He is very tall, with an excellent figure, long trousers wrapping his legs, straight and slender, wearing a black knitted sweater, his complexion is cold and white, his facial features are too superior, but he wears a pair of gold silk flat mirrors, covering some sharp eyes The light is very gentle.
Makes one want to… close.
Huo Yun looked at her soothingly for a long time, and when her ears turned reddishly back into the quilt, he lowered his eyes and said to Dr. He, "Now tell me what the consequences will be if you go further."
Doctor He was stunned, it turned out that Mr. Huo knew that he didn't tell the truth last time.
"…there are similar cases, they may be crazy, stupid, long-term coma, the most serious one... chose suicide when they finally had a mental breakdown."
Huo Yunshen clenched his hands numbly: "How much time do you have?"
"About a month," Dr. He continued without stopping, "Mr. Huo, you mentioned to me the question of designing a suspended animation, and I have also carefully considered it. What I must emphasize to you is—"
"First, we're not sure whether Guan Qiao will kill you."
"Secondly, how to die, whether she can hear the word, or must... die in front of her and let her see it with her own eyes."
"In the end... you might think that, anyway, it's good to try, but the reality is - if the guess is true, then we only have one chance."
"Under this highly targeted deep hypnosis, there is only one key to awakening. Once we choose the wrong method of death, the lock in my wife's subconscious will receive the message that you died once. , but failed to unravel, it is likely to be closed forever."
Dr. He said solemnly: "So Mr. Huo, we can't do it rashly. If you give me a little more time, I promise to find that person."
Huo Yun gave him a deep look: "My patience is limited, if I can't find it, I will do it, if it fails, she will be crazy and she will be stupid, I will take care of her, she will be unconscious, I will wait, she dares to die, I will accompany her. "
After speaking, Huo Yunshen turned around and walked into the bedroom, and lifted the little girl who was at a loss from the quilt.
"Who the hell are you?"
Huo Yun looked at her with a deep smile: "Who do you want me to be?"
Yan Qing's brain is a little dull, and after a serious injury at the age of 19, she is much sweeter and softer than usual. Her dark eyes looked at him carefully, and her red lips pursed pitifully.
She quietly hoped it was her boyfriend...
The problem is she can't be too cheeky either!
Huo Yun stared at his lover's obedient appearance, kissed her cheek heavily, and whispered, "Little cutie, I'm your husband, the one who got married."
Forget and forget.
It doesn't matter if the memory only has a one-day shelf life.
His Qingqing has suffered a lot, and he has to give her sweetness every minute and every second.
When she was really nineteen, he was a poor boy who worked hard to make money, had a bleak future, and was infamous. He lost her.
She is now nineteen years old, and he wants to hold all those who can make her laugh in front of her.
When Qingqing came to treat him well, he refused with a cold face and bullied her.
Now he has come to pay her back, her first love that has been cherished and cherished from the very beginning.
As an agent, Lin Yuan was so anxious that he collapsed long ago. He vaguely knew that Qing Bao was ill and suspended all activities, but after seeing how Mr. Huo took her away that day, he didn't have the courage to ask.
The various invitations in her hands were piled up like a mountain, and the "Song of the Night" program team was so worried that their hair was gray, all waiting for Qingbao to recover and start working again.
The first episode went online smoothly a few days ago, and the word of mouth exploded. Whether it was the creation of life in the last episode or the competition in the next episode, Qing Bao earned a lot of attention. Without her, the show would be useless.
The recording of the second phase has been delayed for a long time and is imminent.
Lin Yuan bit the bullet and went to contact the Huo family again, but did not dare to look for Mr. Huo, but Min Jing: "Yanqing, she—"
Min Jing said, "My wife is much better. Mr. Huo agrees to resume the filming, but the location and theme will be changed."
The last time was around Haicheng. The theme was more modern and the environment was complicated. Mr. Huo chose the south, where the temperature is warmer, with beautiful scenery and green flowers to show his baby.
On the other side, Huo Yunshen led the little wife to the swing in the courtyard of the villa, pushed her slowly and asked, "Do you want to go out and play, Qingqing?"
Yan Qing has received too much information and is trying to digest: "I'm a singer, and I'm quite popular. I want to record shows and write songs, but I don't know anyone. I'm going to show my stuff."
Huo Yunshen stabilized the swing, put his hands on the armrests on both sides, and leaned over to approach her: "You know me."
Yan Qing's long eyelashes flickered, the tip of her white nose was pink, and her slender fingers tugged at the corner of his shirt and shook: "Will you accompany me?"
She is very good, really like a small animal, soft and easy to pinch, innocent and attractive, and her eyes are clear and bright.
Huo Yunshen's heart melted, and his throat rolled: "Where are you going, I'm going."
Not only did the "Song of the Night" program team wait to resume the filming, but also with Huo's large amount of funds and proper arrangements, the enthusiasm was boundless like chicken blood, and the scene was laid out in the shortest time.
At the request of the sponsor's father, Mr. Huo, He Yujin still came as a flying guest, and also added Ouyang, whose popularity soared after the debut of the girl group, to join the show.
Huo Yun deeply protected Yan Qing to arrive at the filming location. Xu Mohan and Ouyang, who arrived in advance, were very anxious. Seeing Qing Bao after a long absence, they rushed up and wiped their tears.
Yan Qing subconsciously grabbed Huo Yunshen's sleeve, as if he had found a support, calmed down, smiled sweetly and said to the two silly women, "How are you?"
Xu Mohan and Ouyang are crazy.
Huo Yunshen didn't want to scare Qingqing, he always kept his measure and didn't act recklessly against her.
But the appearance of He Xuanjin not far away made his eyes darken.
Yan Qing was extremely sensitive, raised her face to see his expression, thought he was unhappy, and tried very hard to coax him.
Huo Yunshen no longer restrained, he held her in his arms, touched her hair, and glanced coldly at He Xuanjin.
Yan Qing asked softly, "What's the matter with you?"
Huo Yun looked down at her deeply, the little girl had no one else in her eyes, and she was particularly partial to him.
He suddenly restrained his power and complained to her in a low voice: "Qingqing, that person bullied me, spoke ill of me, and wanted to take you away. Look quickly—he is here to bully me again."
Yan Qing was furious, and decisively stood in front of Huo Yunshen, staring at He Xuanjin with a bewildered face, and successfully blocked a bunch of his words.
Huo Yun was so satisfied that his blood boiled, he kissed the tip of Qing Qing's soft ears.
The wife is so nice.
Yan Qing shuddered and rubbed her face flushed, her fingertips also cherry-colored.
She stumbled, her cheeks were bulging, like a snow-white little bun: "You, don't kiss..."
Huo Yun looked at her obsessively, and laughed hoarsely: "Okay."
On the third day, Qingqing's memory returned to zero for the third time. When she woke up in the morning, he was still her husband, and she still saw him at first sight.
He took the trouble to tell her about this new world and let her see the marriage certificate.
But he understands that for Qingqing, this is just marriage, not love.
The program officially started recording in the afternoon. In the last episode, all the guests except Ruan Jia, who was eliminated, gathered together. In addition to the flying guests, the scene was very lively.
Xu Mohan and Ouyang have a tacit understanding, sandwiching Yanqing in the middle, so as not to let her have any difficulties.
Yan Qing also quickly integrated into the atmosphere, because the cuteness also added a lot of highlights.
She didn't panic at all, because Huo Yunshen was standing behind the camera, with a smile on his lips, staring at her, no matter when she looked over, she could accurately connect with him.
Xu Mohan supported her forehead: "Mom, I really can't stand it, Mr. Huo is too gentle."
"No," Ouyang squinted, "Look at the few female guests over there, their eyes are about to fall on Mr. Huo, which is to scare Ruan Jia, otherwise I would be ready to move."
"To do their Spring and Autumn Dreams, Mr. Huo has the master." Xu Mohan sneered.
"The man who covets my Qingbao doesn't even look in the mirror." Ouyang rolled his eyes.
Yan Qing glanced at Huo Yunshen again and turned his head.
Attracting bees and butterflies.
She was not unhappy, she was not familiar with him anyway, just a plastic husband on paper.
After Yan Qing finished recording a paragraph, a certain line of sight was always with her, silently eager for her response. Taking advantage of the rest in the middle, she walked over with clasped hands and asked him: "Don't stand here forever."
Huo Yun stared deeply at Qingqing's awkward face, and couldn't help poking, the feel of the marshmallow made him unable to put it down.
He bent down and asked, "Don't want to see me?"
Yan Qing couldn't hide her words and hummed, "Others want to see you more than I do."
Huo Yun's trembling heart was poured with hot honey, and he lifted her up and hugged her directly. All the female singers who were looking at her openly and secretly were stimulated.
He raised his eyebrows: "But I can only see you."
Yan Qing ran away in a panic and continued the recording later.
The shooting location is beautiful and beautiful, and there is a horse farm with a large area in the range of collecting daily necessities. The horses are of good quality, and a part of the scene happened in it. The owner of the horse farm warmly invited the guests to ride horses. Touched the butt of a brown horse, super smooth.
She was eager to try it, but chose to give up.
Too difficult.
She has a bad memory and is still a little dull. If she falls, wouldn't she be completely stupid.
In the evening, the process of collecting the ingredients was almost over. Yan Qing and Xu Mohan's group walked back along the river.
The trees and grasses are lush by the river, and the water quality is clear.
Xu Mohan suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, Qingbao, look, Firefly!"
In the dark sky, there is a warm light of Huang Yingying in the air, which is slowly fluttering.
Yanqing had never seen it before, so she happily chased after two steps and tiptoed to touch it.
She smiled and sighed: "It's so stingy—"
Xu Mohan comforted her: "It's my Qingbao that is too beautiful, I'm sorry Firefly."
Yan Qing turned back three times at a time, and when the fireflies disappeared, she went back indoors with Xu Mohan to film the process of dinner.
It was only from the moment she entered that Huo Yunshen, who was with her all day, disappeared. She was a little lost and lowered her head.
At the same time by the small river, Min Jing took off his suit, rolled up his shirt sleeves and led a group of special assistants and top secretaries of the dignified Huo family, and was diligently catching insects in the bushes by the small river.
Damn, why are there so few fireflies!
Min Jing was exhausted, but when he looked up, Mr. Huo himself had gained a lot. The transparent and airy exquisite small glass bottles, one a bottle, were in series in his hands, shining brightly.
It's strange, what can Brother Shen do, they're so screwed? !
Min Jing's fighting spirit was ignited, and he led the people to fight hard, not wanting to fall too far behind Brother Shen.
Huo Yunshen took the victory and arranged it on the tree with his own hands. He raised his watch to check the time, walked to the end of the tree, untied the horse rope, looked back and said coldly, "Let's go."
His tone was icy, but his eyebrows were warm.
Min Jing walked a few steps but couldn't help turning his head to look at him. Brother Shen stood by the tree, tall and thin, cold and dignified.
He had nothing to ask for, accompanied by the hardships and thorns that Brother Shen had gone through. He only looked forward to the happiness of Brother Shen.
Yanqing received Huo Yunshen's message as soon as the recording ended: "Qingqing, are you sleepy?"
Her heart skipped a beat, her mind that was a little tired suddenly sobered up, and the circling loss disappeared, and she happily replied, "Not sleepy."
"Come on, come out and find me."
Yan Qing went out and looked around, Huo Yunshen immediately called: "I'm by the river, don't be afraid, don't worry, come over slowly."
She couldn't slow down, her footsteps were getting faster and faster, she ran to the river in one breath, the bright moon above her head hung high, the wind was soft like a yarn, and there were countless warm light groups flashing in the scattered bushes.
The sound of kicks came.
Yan Qing was stunned, staring blankly ahead.
The voice grew louder, and a vague figure approached her in the warm light.
It is an elegant horse's hoof, stepping on fallen leaves.
Yan Qing's heartbeat accelerated, and she took a step forward involuntarily. Amidst the mottled tree shadows, a brown horse slowly stepped out of the shade of the trees. The man who rode it was straight, and the short hair was slightly blown by the night wind, slightly overshadowing his pitch blackness. eye.
No matter how charming the night is, it is less than one ten millionth of his.
Yan Qing held her breath.
Huo Yunshen rode his horse to her side, his thin lips curled up, his knuckled hands stretched out, he bent his back, picked up the boneless little girl, and put it on his horse's back.
"Do you want to ride a horse?"
Yan Qing had a sour nose for some reason, and nodded slightly.
She thought, she didn't dare, she was discovered by him.
Huo Yunshen wrapped her waist in one hand, turned the rope with the other, and led her into the path paved with warm yellow fluorescent light.
On the high and low trees on both sides, there are glass bottles that he hangs one by one with his own hands.
Huo Yunshen lowered his head and kissed her hair: "The fireflies are all here, Qingqing wants to watch as long as you want, and when you're done watching, let's put them together."
He stopped under the tree, picked one, put it in her cool hands, and then closed his hands to wrap her.
Yan Qing's eyelashes were wet, she fixedly looked at the bright light, and whimpered: "What are you doing, I may not remember tomorrow, tomorrow..."
Huo Yun hugged her deeply and smiled lowly: "It doesn't matter, this is my request tonight."
"… any request."
His voice sank.
"I want to pursue Qingqing and let Qingqing fall in love with me."
"As a wife, love me again."
She can't remember tomorrow, so she will continue to chase tomorrow.
His first love changed her countless times.
He loves her, loves all kinds of looks, loves her only constant soul under each different memory.