Yan Qing has no resistance to Mr. Huo. Being held by him like this, listening to him tell her desires frankly against her ear, she seems to be floating in a cloud, her body is soft and hot, and she just wants to let him do whatever he wants.
Physically and emotionally, she agreed to everything he wanted.
He always holds her like a treasure, so why is she not.
From the bathroom to the sofa, to the little bed outside the bedroom where he had slept for her, and finally back to the big bed that still smelled of her perfume.
For the first time she and him here, they slept together for countless nights, until today, as Yun Qing, she lay down in the same position again, wrapped her sweaty arms around him, and immersed herself in the In the extreme joy he gave.
In the middle of the night, Yanqing couldn't hold it anymore, so he was weak and pushed him: "If you go too far, I'll..."
His voice was hoarse: "That's it."
Yan Qing blinked her bright blue eyes, hooked the back of his neck, and lengthened her soft tone: "Just- cry."
Huo Yun smiled deeply, sweat rolled down his forehead, he kissed her: "Qingqing knows what I'm afraid of best."
Afraid of her crying, afraid of her pain.
I'm afraid she will feel any grievances.
Huo Yunshen slowed down, stopped after listening to her words, wrapped her around him and patted her lightly: "If you fall asleep within five minutes, I'll let you go today."
He was in no hurry for the night.
He and her have a lifetime.
Yan Qing was so sleepy that she immediately ordered to go to sleep. It didn't take five minutes, but only a few dozen seconds before she fell asleep peacefully on Huo Yunshen's chest, breathing lightly, and biting his red lips slightly. , occasionally leaking a little murmur of sleep talk.
She spoke vaguely, and Huo Yunshen couldn't tell the difference, but he still listened carefully.
When Yanqing fell into a deep sleep, Huo Yunshen was worried that she was uncomfortable, and was about to put her on the pillow, but she rubbed her and called out, "...Brother Yunshen."
Huo Yun was stunned: "Qingqing, what do you call me?"
Yan Qing opened her eyes and said in a daze, "Yun Shen... brother, you forgot the marshmallow..."
The first half of the sentence was still complete, but the second half became vague. After she finished speaking, the eyelashes she raised with difficulty fell again, and she fell unconscious.
Huo Yunshen's heart shook violently.
Whether it was before or after the reunion, Qingqing had never called him that. Even if he asked when he was in love, Qingqing blushed and refused. How could he say it naturally in a dream.
And the vague marshmallow behind, why is it put together with this name...
Huo Yunshen restrained himself from waking Yan Qing, covered her with the quilt, and turned to look at the drawer of the bedside table.
When he was making a late-night snack in the kitchen, his attention was also on Qingqing. She was pinging and pinging in the bedroom to find something. He noticed it. When he walked over to open the door, he saw her holding a box like a hamster hide.
His wife had deliberately let him go.
Realizing this, Huo Yun was sore and itchy, so he held back and didn't ask, wanting to wait for her to take the initiative to speak.
but now…
Only this is abnormal.
Huo Yunshen stretched out his hand to open the drawer, took out the box stuffed in the deepest part, turned on the lamp, and opened it under the hazy yellow light.
There is only one thick book in the box, and the cover is very old. Although several layers of protective film have been carefully added to the corners, it is still a little gray.
… journal
He didn't know that Qingqing had the habit of writing a diary.
Huo Yunshen's nerves suddenly tightened, and he slowly opened the book until it was warm. On the title page was the girl's childhood pen, with a few round characters: "The little secret of cotton candy."
The man's steady hands began to tremble slightly.
On the next page, she changed the watercolor pen in six colors and awkwardly wrote a few short paragraphs.
"I saw him for the first time today. He helped me chase away bugs and said I was a marshmallow. The trees in the yard are so tall and the flowers are beautiful, but they are not as good as him."
"I don't know what it means to marry him, but I'm willing to listen to what others say, you can be together every day when you get married."
"I like Brother Yunshen."
She was still very young that year. Even though she was wise and smart, she didn't learn to write for a long time. Many words were replaced by stick figures and pinyin, but only two "Yunshen", who were extremely conscientious and upright, like following a copybook. Repeated learning over and over again, rubbing on the rubbing.
Huo Yunshen sat on the edge of the bed, his heart was burned by the blazing fire, and his fingers were cold into icicles.
He stared motionless at the small page.
His mind was blank, and he was devastated by the swept waves.
He hadn't seen it before, but he could imagine that the girl was five or six years old, wearing a dress with embroidered flowers, dangling her calf and climbing on the chair, wrinkling a petite white face under the lamp, it took a long time to finish writing this, Sweaty and sweet smile.
She not only wrote this page, but also the entire book that followed, over the years.
Every one is related to him, every word is Xiao Yunqing's unconditional favor and maintenance for brother Yun Shen since his childhood.
"Brother Yunshen praised me for looking good with a ponytail, and gave me a hair band, which I want to tie every day."
"He's grown taller again, and I can only see him when I look up."
"His hands were so hot, I was going to have a fever when he held me."
"Brother Yunshen said he would marry me when he grew up."
"He's gone, I can't find him."
"I wondered if he would suffer, but I couldn't get out. I jumped off the balcony and got caught."
"My mother passed away, and my father married someone else in a few days. No one in my family loves me. My father said, if I go to him, I will not be the daughter of the Yun family in the future."
"I found brother Yunshen, but he forgot me."
Xiao Yunqing drew a big smile here.
"It doesn't matter. I wear the white dress he likes and tie the hair band he gave me. He will think of me one day. When he grows up, I will marry him."
There are still words down there, but they can't be read clearly. They are wetted by the water stains in the man's scarlet eye sockets, and they are densely packed.
Under the desk lamp in the middle of the night, Huo Yunshen's fingertips were stretched blue and white, and he clenched the book to the point of wrinkling, then shuddered and loosened it, smoothing it out a little bit, he leaned down, like a knife twisted.
The one who forgets is him.
Huo Yunshen turned over and hugged the sleeping person beside her. She mumbled and arched into his arms. Her cheeks were pink, her long eyelashes were black like crow feathers, her red lips had a little smile, and she was still following her instincts in her dreams. , Hem Ha Ha kissed him.
His silent gushing tears wetted her hair.
Huo Yunshen couldn't help tightening his grip, and desperately wanted to embed her into the blood and bone to merge her into one body. She felt a little bit of pain, so she bit him by the neck complainingly.
"Bite it," he said in a gruff, low voice, "just keep my life."
His life was to keep her until she died.
Huo Yun stayed up all night. In the early morning, he contacted Dr. He: "When you first checked me, you said that I may have lost a childhood memory because of psychological trauma."
Dr. He was on call to Mr. Huo at any time, and replied in seconds: "Yes, but you said it must be painful, you don't need to think about it, just forget it, so we haven't taken any measures."
The childhood in the Huo family was the beginning of his filthy and dark life, and he was lucky if he lost any part of it.
He never thought that what he forgot under his anger and sorrow was the only honey in his life.
Because of too much bitterness, the subconscious hid his precious treasures. His marshmallows belonged to bright and splendid.
"What's the matter, Mr. Huo? Is it an important memory? If necessary, I can try to recover it. Your situation is different from that of your wife. It's not that complicated, and it won't be difficult."
"I'll find you after dawn."
Yan Qing spent a long time working on performances and awards, and finally relaxed. She slept until almost noon and woke up. The breakfast prepared by her husband was keeping warm. :"woke up."
The sun was shining brightly through the window on his angular face.
Yan Qing sighed, rubbed his legs on the pillow three or two times, and smiled and rolled his eyes: "A happy day starts when you see Shen Shen Bao."
After eating, she was thinking about how to temporarily get away from her husband's palm.
"That, Sister Lin Yuan said—"
"Is there still work?"
Seeing that her husband took the initiative to talk, Yan Qing nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I'm going to do some work in the afternoon, and I promise to stay with you after today."
She wants to propose to him.
Although the marriage certificate has been obtained, the marriage has long been a fact, but the wedding has not yet been done.
Her memory went backwards. On the day he was taken to the Nebula and locked up, she saw with her own eyes the bright red color in the room, which was prepared for the wedding room. The bed was covered with several sets of wedding dresses, all of which were crumpled by his intense bed affairs that day. .
At that time, she repelled him, resentfully watching him take off the festive arrangements with his own hands.
He was afraid that her memory would be reset the next day, and she would panic when she saw it.
Looking back now, she couldn't stand the pain, and she had to get back this grievance for Shen Shen.
She's going to the place where she first met, telling him about her lost memories, and then proposing to him.
However, since her husband came to power, the Huo family died in prison and went to prison. The old house has been empty and has not been auctioned. She has to find a way to sneak in.
Huo Yunshen stared at her quietly: "Okay, you go to work, I have something to do, see you in the evening."
Yan Qing calculated that the time should be enough, and agreed happily.
She has an agent and an assistant, and a large group of people rushed to pick her up. She waved goodbye to her husband, turned her head and hurriedly went to get the ring she ordered in advance.
A plain men's ring, finally completed after a long construction period, is the size of his ring finger.
Although her husband has a wedding ring, she hopes to give him a new one by herself.
When Yan Qing was on his way to pick up the ring, Huo Yunshen was lying on the diagnosis and treatment bed in Dr. He's clinic, pushed open the door hidden in the depths of his memory, and saw the charming and beautiful little girl inside.
She sat alone on the ground with her knees in her arms, got up and rushed to him: "You remember me!"
Five-year-old Xiao Yunqing.
He is not who he is now, but the gentle and smiling brother Yunshen whom she liked at first sight.
Huo Yunshen bent down and hugged her, slowly opening his eyes.
Doctor He asked with concern, "Mr. Huo, are you alright?"
Huo Yun deeply pressed the bed that Qingqing had lain on many times, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the end of his eyes were burning.
it is good.
He was never alone in those years when he thought he was broken.
His little princess, with the purest and most transparent heart, saves him and loves him as always, no matter how he is spurned by others.
Min Jing called: "Brother Shen, the ring has been delivered."
Brother Shen took a low-key photo of the diamond before, and designed it into a ring in a hurry. A pinky ring with a sky-high price is now embedded in the box and waiting for its owner.
Min Jing said again, "Brother, sister-in-law is heading towards the Huo family's old house, it's locked there, look—"
"Open," Huo Yunshen said, "don't make her tired."
The little fool in his family was determined to go in. If he didn't open the door, he might overturn the wall.
Yanqing rushed to the old house, and there were still people living around, so it wouldn't be desolate enough to make people scared. She was really ready to climb over the wall when she couldn't do it. Anyway, the house was deserted and there was nothing to steal, so the alarm system should be turned off. .
She tentatively pushed the door open.
opened.
Yan Qing took two steps back in shock. Even if there was nothing to steal, he couldn't be so generous, right? !
It was convenient for her.
She squeezed in, followed the familiar road in her memory, and walked slowly to the corridor where she first met Huo Yunshen. In the midsummer season, the green plants were lush, and they were the same as before.
Yan Qing stroked the hem of the skirt. She specially customized it. It was an enlarged version of the dress when she was five years old. The style was actually very suitable.
Her heart beat faster, and she called Huo Yunshen in the shade.
Without a sound, he answered.
"Shen, I want to have a date with you."
"it is good."
Yan Qing took a deep breath.
When her Mr. Dark Cloud arrives, she will tell him the story in the diary first, and then take out the ring and propose to him—
"I am here-"
As she sweetly described the address, the man's eyes were fixed on her under the corridor of the main house in front of her.
The girl was wearing a white dress and her long hair was tied up with a familiar headband, revealing her white cheeks and delicate shoulders and neck. She clenched her hands nervously. The evening sun shone down on a leaf, and it fell leisurely on her shoulders.
Yan Qing got stuck before he finished speaking, and was startled.
The last time she was standing here it was bugs, this time—
When Yan Qing looked down, footsteps sounded, stepping on her breath.
She saw a pair of slender and straight legs, and a cold white palm stretched out to brush off the leaves on her shoulders.
Yan Qing was stunned and slowly raised his head in disbelief.
Huo Yun pinched her face deeply: "Coward."
Yan Qing stared at him, her heart turned upside down, the tip of her nose suddenly turned red: "...you bullied me."
"It's not called bullying," he said with a smile. "It's just because your face looks like a marshmallow."
Not a single word is bad.
Yan Qing thought she wouldn't cry, but at this moment, the tears couldn't bear the weight at all and flowed out violently.
She touched the ring, choked and speechless.
Huo Yun grabbed her hand deeply, wrapped it tightly in his palm, and knelt down in front of her.
He was so tall, but now he lowered himself, knelt down in front of her reverently, put a diamond ring on her ring finger with trembling wrists, blood in his eyes, and asked her, "Can you ask for marshmallows and promise to marry me. "
When she was in college, he proposed to marry him, but she had nothing, and she was still willing to promise him.
After retrieving her, in order to tie her up, he forcibly trapped her with a marriage certificate.
Now that he is complete, he can hold her all the good things in the world.
Huo Yunshen's voice was hoarse: "Qingqing, we have everything, I can let you live the best life, what you want—"
Yan Qing didn't wait for him to finish, but lowered her body and cried, "Huo Yunshen, I don't want anything else, I just want you."
She hurriedly found the ring and put it on his ring finger. She lowered her head and kissed it. She laughed through tears, raised her face and said softly, "I also beg Mr. Wuyun to marry me and go home."
The wind in the summer evening is very soft, and it ruffles the broken hair on her forehead.
Huo Yunshen's eyes flickered, he held Yan Qing in his arms and hugged her with all his strength.
He also embraced his whole world.
He was stuck in the bottomless abyss, the girl put down the rope, not to let him climb up, but she quietly put herself down, the corner of her skirt was torn and the wound was cut, but she still had to put on the warmth all over her body Soft pounce on him.
From now on, the abyss is also heaven.
Cold can also be hot.
He burned everything, stepped on the ashes and stubbornly bound her, and she was willing to open her arms and fall into the cage that he built with his own hands as early as the beginning.
If he is still upset.
There is only one...
The time in this life is too short, he exhausted everything and could only love her for less than a hundred years.
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The author has something to say: "Life is too short to love you for less than a hundred years."
This is the end of it, bring the affectionate couple to bow to everyone!
There will be extras in the back, the little buns that everyone wants to see, and the student days, I will write about it~ I will write about others depending on the situation~