An Qing had a dream in a daze.

In the dream, Fu Mochuan knelt down on one knee at her, the shirt on his body was dazzlingly white, and his dark pupils reflected the sunlight, deep and bright.

"An Qing, marry me."

His face was sunken in the sun, unrelievable, tangled. The soft voice was very penetrating, even in a dream, it made her heart pound, the throbbing that emitted her heart was so real, a kind of full happiness, full of happiness as if it was about to fly out of her throat......

She woke up suddenly, her heart pounding.

Looking at the time, it was only four o'clock in the morning, the plot of the dream was vivid, she looked at the ceiling with wide eyes, although she was very sleepy, she couldn't sleep.

At the age of 16, she fell in love with Fu Mochuan at first sight, but fortunately he also liked her, and the two fell in love together.

That time was her most beautiful and sweetest memory.

At the age of 18, she was admitted to a film and television school, and on the day she received the admission letter, he asked her out to celebrate.

She remembered that it was the height of summer, the sun was shining, and he drove the car farther and farther, and every time she asked him where he was going, he smiled silently.

When the car finally stopped, it had deviated from the city center, he held the parasol, held her little hand with his big palm, and held up a shade for her under the scorching sun.

It was hot, but not as hot as their hearts.

Later, he covered her eyes, hugged her from behind, and slowly walked through the field.

Although she couldn't see anything in front of her, she was very relieved to pill his broad chest, and gave herself to him with peace of mind, letting him lead her to an unknown place.

When he finally let go of his hand, she froze, seeing the forget-me-not all over the mountain.

"Are you happy?" His voice was surprisingly soft, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, and his breath was sweet.

"Yes, you planted it?" She looked at him hesitantly, unable to describe the shock of the moment.

"...... Planted for You"

He rubbed her hairy little head, the faint sunlight sprinkled into his doting eyes, and the man's handsome and soft facial features seemed to be frozen, lingering in her dreams again and again, lingering in her heart, and not going for a long time.

That day, he proposed to her in that purple ocean, promising to marry her after graduation.

How sweet the memory is, how heart-wrenching the memory is.

In the dark, An Qing's chest was choked by some emotion, and it overflowed from the bottom of her eyes.

The man who had made an appointment to spend this life with him was going to propose to another woman......

"Imperial City Raiders" is the highlight of the New Year of Yuanying, after various turmoil such as casting and casting changes, it took almost half a year to determine all the actors, the male number one is the popular student Shen Han, the fan group is huge, with super popularity, coupled with the secret support of the Fu Foundation, it has not yet started filming.

An hour before the audition, reporters from all walks of life had already heard the wind and crowded, crowding the huge banquet hall.

Although it is a palace fighting drama, the layout of the banquet hall is quite modern, and even somewhat romantic.

The venue was surrounded by roses, all kinds of colors, flowers, I didn't know, I thought that what was about to be held was not an opening ceremony, but a wedding.

The pink and purple tones made the whole venue look like a dream.

In the lounge, Fan Luowei was wearing a pink dress, with delicate makeup on her face and delicate red lips.

Zhang Lili is also here today, her daughter's good day, of course she wants to come to cheer, looking at the time, she seems to mutter: "It's almost time, why hasn't Fu Shao come yet." ”

"Mom, I'm so nervous." Fan Luowei turned her head and grabbed her hand: "I had a nightmare this morning, when I dreamed of opening the mirror, the woman suddenly rushed to the stage and asked Mo Chuan who he liked, and he left me and walked with her without looking back. ”

"Silly child, dreams are all reversed, don't say that the woman can't come, even if she comes, she will only be envious."

"But ......"

Fan Luowei wanted to say something, but Zhang Lili comforted: "Today is a good day for you, be happy, when the reporter sees your restless appearance, I don't know how to write it." ”

The assistant came in and informed Fan Luowei that she could enter, she got up, and thinking that Fu Mochuan hadn't appeared yet, the anxiety in her heart became even stronger.

Fortunately, when she walked into the hall, she saw Fu Mochuan wearing a tall black suit, a dark red checkered tie around his neck, a light smile, and an extraordinary bearing walking towards her.

She instinctively glanced into the hall a few times, but she didn't find An Qing's shadow, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

At this time, An Qing was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing a plain white dress, her long hair just made floated around her like seaweed, her little face was delicate and clean, but her lips were very bright, and she was charming in her freshness.

"Are your seatbelts tightened?" Bi Dong held the steering wheel in his hand and looked at the road ahead very seriously.

"You've asked four times." An Qing rolled her eyes speechlessly, and at the same time glanced at the time on the dashboard, the opening ceremony was about to begin.

The road ahead was a little blocked, Bi Dong slowed down, and the accident happened suddenly.

A white micro-face car suddenly rushed off the road, crossed the centerline, and crashed into it from across the road.

Bi Dong slammed the steering wheel, but still couldn't avoid it, and was hit by it, An Qing only felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and for a moment the sky was dark, and she didn't know what was going on.

There was a noise in the ears, and under the action of inertia, the micro-face continued to crash into several cars behind, making a series of loud noises.

There was chaos on the road.

When she came back to her senses, she only felt a pain in her brain, and there seemed to be something hot flowing down her forehead, and she reached out to touch it, sticky.

Turning her head and seeing Bi Dong lying motionless on the steering wheel, she was anxious and hurriedly unfastened her seat belt.

"Fuyuko, are you alright......?"

At 10:08 in the morning, the crew of "Imperial City" officially opened, except for An Qing, almost all the cast and crew of the crew were present, under the spotlight, Fan Luowei's carefully sketched little face was so moving, she looked at Fu Mochuan sitting in the audience, and her watery eyes were full of affection.

Most of the reporter's questions revolve around the plot and the male and female protagonists, and suddenly a reporter asked: "An Qing broke the stills on the Internet before, she is also in this crew, why didn't you see her?" ”

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and the director realized that An Qing was not there, just like An Qing thought, she has a small role, one more and one less, where can you see it.

The director snorted and covered up the matter with a few casual words.

When Fan Luowei heard a reporter muttering about an outdated star and playing a big name, she was very refreshed from the bottom of her heart, but she had a gentle smile on her face.

The reporter asked a few more questions, and suddenly turned the spearhead and asked about the scandal between her and Fu Mochuan.

"Miss Fan, I heard that this drama was filmed by Fu Shao's investment, and he also came to cheer for you in person, are you good things coming?"

She smiled shyly and did not answer, her eyes fell on Fu Mochuan not far away, and the reporter's eyes were also led by her, and Fu Mochuan stood up when she saw this.

"Fu Shao, say a few words." Reporters stepped forward one after another and surrounded the two.

Under the spotlight one after another, Fu Mochuan's handsome facial features flashed, he turned his head to look at Fan Luowei, and his mellow and powerful voice was like a good wine brewed for a long time, slowly spreading in the banquet hall.

"Actually, I'm here today, not only to celebrate the opening of Xiaowei's new film, but also to ask everyone to give me a witness......"

The words full of meaning made the reporters prick up their ears for fear of missing half a word.

Fan Luowei's heart also jumped, as if she realized something, and her eyes were full of hope and expectation.

Facing her earnest pupils, Fu Mochuan was in a trance for a moment, and another pair of eyes seemed to appear in front of him, clear and translucent, and the aura was compelling, and the words marry me suddenly choked in his throat.

Okay, why do you think of that woman again?

He quickly came back to his senses, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and was about to take out the engagement ring in his pocket when there was a commotion outside the door.

An Qing wore a burgundy coat and was killed by two policemen. Cha Turong walked towards the venue.

"What's going on?"

"Get over there!"

The chic and strange array immediately attracted the attention of the reporters, and in an instant, quite a few reporters raised their cameras and hurriedly swarmed in their direction.

Fu Mochuan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, although his expression did not change much, Fan Luowei noticed that his mind was completely pulled over, and he was so jealous in his heart.

"Brother Mochuan, what's wrong with my sister? She can't be doing anything, is she? She grabbed Fu Mochuan's arm and said anxiously and concernedly: "You go and help her!" ”

Even if Fu Mochuan wanted to do something, she would not act rashly when she said this, not to mention, the woman's business had nothing to do with him.

"Don't worry, it's fine." He gently patted the back of Van Lowe's hand and turned his face away, his expression grim and intimidating.

"Director Zhang, what's the situation? Anyone put it in! ”

Zhang Fan also reacted, and was about to say something, when An Qing was escorted by the police.

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry, I encountered a car accident on the road, and I was late."

When I got closer, I found that An Qing's face was very ugly, even the always pink lips were sickly pale, and there was a piece of gauze on her forehead, although she covered it with her long hair, it was still very dazzling.

"You're hurt?" Director Zhang looked at her face, and although he was very concerned about what he said, he was faintly impatient: "If you are injured, go to the hospital quickly, what are you doing here?" ”

is a good open-mirror style, she looks like a ghost to come over to stir up the situation, Zhang Fan is unlucky when she thinks about it, and it is strange if she is not annoying.

"This is my first play since my comeback, and although the role is not big, it has a very important meaning for me." An Qing explained in a low voice, but the reporters present heard it clearly: "Director Zhang, is the ceremony over?" ”

She reminded Zhang Fan of this.

"Fu Shao?"

He turned his head to look at Fu Mochuan, who glanced at An Qing indifferently, turned around, and slowly knelt down on one knee.

Fan Luowei covered her mouth with a sigh, her eyes wide open, and she looked at him with a mist in her eyes.

An Qing pursed her lips lightly, the commotion in her ears seemed to be automatically blocked, she looked at Fu Mochuan silently, listening to his low and magnetic voice, word by word, as clear as an oath.

"Xiaowei, you are the most beautiful and best woman I have ever met, I will love you and spoil you, and use my life to take care of you, are you willing, marry me......"