The Actor Wants to Divorce

Ye Su snorted twice: "It means that in the literal sense."

Lin Yan was a little impatient: "Don't go in circles with me, just speak up if you have something to say."

Ye Su straightened his hair and opened his mouth slowly: "Schizophrenia sounds terrible, but it's not cancer. You are right. Next time you get sick, you can just get a tranquilizer shot. No matter what. No."

Lin Yan frowned, how could he not understand the irony here.

Ye Su continued there and said, "If he has dangerous behaviors of self-harm, it is very simple. A pair of handcuffs and a hemp rope will tie people to the bed or put them in an iron cage. When it's time to eat , Just put some leftovers in the bowl, leftovers, bones, and so on, and you can live well for decades." Ye Su said and laughed, "Humans, they are all very adaptable. If you don’t be dignified, you can live with a mouthful of rice."

Lin Yan's heart was burning with pain, and he bit his teeth to interrupt him: "Shut up."

do not talk……

"I won't allow him to live in that way..."

"Oh?" Ye Su raised his eyelids, somewhat sarcastically: "But how did I hear that you tricked this child into bed and threw it out after sleeping, and told him to wear a shirt in the winter to buy you condoms. ...Lin Yan, I think you might as well tie him up with a rope."

"Enough!" Lin Yan jumped up unbearably. He seemed to be stabbed in the sore spot, his eyes panicked: "I called you back to heal him, not to listen to you to ridicule me."

"Cure him?" Ye Su sneered, "Lin Yan, what do you think schizophrenia is like with a cold and fever?"

Ye Su walked in front of Lin Yan with a cold expression: "Even with the best medical resources, less than 30% of such patients can be completely cured, and 95% of patients will have recurrence symptoms after stopping the medicine."

Lin Yan's pupils widened slightly.

Ye Su, in his stunned look, stretched out his hand and gently patted Lin Yan's face, with a chill tone; "Lin Yan, I will tell you the truth, he will take psychotropic drugs for life, and he will bear it all the time. Due to the side effects of the drug, he may lose weight, may lose his eyesight, may lose his hair, may not hold the pen firmly, cannot hold the chopsticks, or one night, when you are not asleep. , Cut his neck with a knife..."

Lin Yan's breathing suddenly tightened.

"do not talk!"

Ye Su continued to pierce Lin Yan's heart with a knife, "Master Lin, you should be prepared for what he won't be able to do in a lifetime."

Lin Yan's anger was finally ignited, and he grabbed Ye Su's wrist abruptly, as if to crush Ye Su's wrist with great strength.

Ye Su's painful face suddenly turned pale, and said with difficulty, "Why, it's become angry? What else do you have besides bullying him and angering others?"

Lin Yan's pupils were blood red, and his chest rose and fell sharply. He stared at Ye Su and faced all her ridicule and disdain for him naked. He didn't know how long it took before he slowly let go of his hand.

"You just do your best."

Ye Su moved his reddish wrist and asked tentatively, "What if he doesn't get better for the rest of his life?"

"Then I will support him for the rest of my life."

Lin Yan waved his hand tiredly, and then turned upstairs.

The ward was quiet. Feng Jin was not asleep. He was wearing headphones and his eyes were full of deathly immersion. He leaned against the bedside, his head slightly lowered.

Lin Yan's footsteps slowed down, step by step walked to his side, and sat down on the other side of the bed.

The bed shook slightly, Feng Jin raised his head, glanced at Lin Yan, and then quickly lowered his head as usual.

Lin Yan's heart is particularly uncomfortable.

He has a good kung fu, he is obviously not afraid of anyone, but alone, afraid of destroying himself.

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and gently took off the headset from his ear.

"Let me wear it."

Feng Jin lowered his head motionlessly, his voice low and full of prayers.

Lin Yan threw the headset aside.

Feng Jin finally raised his head, and his pale blood vessel hand gently grabbed Lin Yan's sleeve: "Please, let me wear it."

Lin Yan was irritated and waved away Feng Jin's hand impatiently. He was very angry. There was an inexplicable fire in his chest. He didn't know why he was so angry. He had uncontrollable desires in his heart, if not. The last trace of reason is holding himself desperately, he really wants to pinch this bastard's neck and ask him why?

Why should he betray himself when he is most affectionate?

And why should he suffer from such a strange disease at this time!

"What are you wearing headphones for? Do you want to scare people to death at night? How can others laugh at me when someone sees me? Speaking of the second young master of the dignified Lin family, do you have a sick person by his side?"

He was about to continue yelling, two soft knocks came from outside the door, and the servant's voice floated over.

"Shao Lin, Madam is here, please go down."

Lin Yan paused, looked at Feng Jin again, then got up anxiously and left.

Lin Yan's mother is a woman who is over fifty years old, but because she has been pampered for a long time, she is quite young and no one will doubt that she is forty years old.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Mother Lin couldn't hide her smile when she saw the little son. She opened the food box she brought, "Your uncle beat two pheasants. I think you like this game, so I stewed chicken soup and brought it to you."

Lin Yan forced a smile, absent-mindedly, "Thank you mom."

Mother Lin took a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Lin Yan.

Seeing Lin Yan drinking silently, he tentatively asked: "Xiao Yan, mother has something to ask you..."

"Just ask."

"I heard people say, did you raise a boy at home?"

Lin Yan paused, and immediately said, "It's me, why, don't you agree? Don't you, my brother moved to live with Fu Ran, and there will be spilled water from now on, and I haven't seen you say anything. his."

"Don't take your brother out to block the gun, your brother is your brother, you are you, can you compare with your brother? If you can be half as good as your brother, I will worry less about it." Frowning: "Furthermore, who is Fu Ran's child, and who is this child you raised?"

Lin Yan's chest was blocked. Suddenly he felt that the delicious chicken soup in his mouth had no taste. He put down the bowl and looked at his mother: "Mom, is there someone blowing some wind in your ears?"

"Don't care if there is a hair dryer, you just tell me, is this person wearing a green hat? Huh? Has he done something I'm sorry to you? Isn't he mentally abnormal now?"

Lin Yan's eyes were frozen, and then he said, "This matter is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly."

"Complicated? That means there is such a thing?" Mother Lin shook her head and said with earnest heart: "Xiao Yan, mother and father are not pedantic people, and since childhood, they respect the choice of your brothers very much. Your brother I like men. Although your father and I have opinions, we have no objection. The same is true for you. If you also like men, mother will also support it. But, how can such a boy enter the door of our house? It doesn’t matter if you are sick. Treat it slowly and it will always get better, but he has betrayed you. This is obviously a character problem. If you really like it, send the person to a mental hospital and wait for his illness to heal. Now, it’s not impossible to stay by your side for a while, this is the current situation..."

That incident was always a scar in Lin Yan's heart.

The good and the bad, the bad and the good, repeatedly tortured him.

Now that she was mentioned by her mother softly and softly, she only felt like she was slapped in the air out of thin air, and it was so hot and painful.

"I will solve the matter with him by myself."

Mother Lin's attitude is firm: "Xiao Yan, I will never admit to such a man with character problems."

"I understand, I won't admit it either." Lin Yan followed with a smile, but the corner of his heart was pulled out for a while.

Lin Yan poured the chicken soup out of a bowl after sending his mother away, warmed it carefully, and then brought it upstairs.

─When he entered the room, his face changed from mild to anger.

"Why are you putting on the earphones again!"

He walked over a few steps, tore off the headset, and threw it on the floor.

"Ah..." A trace of fear flashed across Feng Jin's pupils, he hurriedly opened the quilt, and Chuang Chao went to get it.

Lin Yan pulled the collar back and threw him on the bed.

"I said that you are not allowed to use that headset, have you heard?"

Feng Jin raised his eyes, looked at him blankly, and was knocked back into the quilt with Lin Yan's slap in the next second.

He threw down the chicken soup and grabbed Feng Jin by the collar, "Why are you going to get that headset? Huh? All your pain today is your own cause. Who made you make a mistake? Who made you make it so undesirable? About your face! Do you want to scare someone with a headset? You want others to see me and laugh at me for raising you as a lunatic?"

Feng Jin seemed to be frightened. He blinked and looked at Lin Yan dumbly. After a while, he lowered his head slightly, becoming quiet and silent.

Lin Yan drew the person directly to the bathroom, took a shower, and then stuffed it into the quilt.

At night, the sleeping Feng Jin woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared at the swaying figure in the dark.

Those voices pierced his ears desperately.

"Feng Jin, you trash..."

"Do you think you can't hear my voice by covering your ears? Useless Feng Jin, I will always pester you..."

"Feng Jin, come, come to mom..."

Feng Jin sat up slowly, pushed open the bedroom door with his bare feet, and walked to the kitchen downstairs.

Five minutes later, a shrill scream cut through Lin's villa.

Awoken Lin Yan from his sleep.

He subconsciously looked at the seat beside him, empty.

Reminiscing about the screaming scream just now, Lin Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

The servants outside the door completely disregarded the rules and rushed in one by one

"Shao Lin! Mr. Feng he... Mr. Feng he..."