The Actor Wants to Divorce

Gu Qing made his heart dull, and there was a puff of breath in his chest, and he couldn't get it out. It was piled up there, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

He had never seen Jiang Yichen like this before.

This man is not as careless as he is, he can still get up with a smile when he falls, pats the dust on his body, and continues to walk forward.

Jiang Yichen has always been strong.

He is like a fortress made of copper and iron walls, and the side that is exposed is always the strongest.

Everyone seems to be accustomed to his power.

However, behind the high wall is the bare and soft hinterland.

Deafness was like a sharp sword, and Jiang Yichen was riddled with holes.

Such a weak Jiang Yichen caused Gu Qing to panic for a while.

─The heart is tight.

It was Jiang Yichen, who caused him, that he couldn't hear him. He would rather Jiang Yichen jump up and scold him.

Not like it is now.

He didn't want to say anything.

Gu Qing made the Adam's apple roll, words of comfort just came to his lips, but he remembered that in such a posture, Jiang Yichen couldn't see what he said at all. Gu Qingrang let go of his ears and held Jiang Yichen's face.

Jiang Yichen's eyes were red and he opened his mouth, "Will you despise me?"

"What do you dislike you?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes trembled, and he uttered those three words with difficulty, "Despise me as a disabled person."

While he could still hear, he never seemed to notice any disabled person in the city.

But since he couldn't hear it, he seemed to be able to see everything related to the disabled all the time.

The blind road on the ground, the slogan on the wall, the boy in a wheelchair, the old man who speaks sign language...

The concept of "disability" is like a winter cold, piercing every pore in his body pervasively.

Mosquitoes, flies and ants gnawed his bone marrow and flesh and blood in dense numbers.

During that period of time, he would always lose his temper inexplicably, see a store selling hearing aids, and even use the urge to rush in and smash everything.

He didn't want people to know that he was a problem.

Fear of being treated specially, fear of being watched by colored eyes, fear of those pitying sympathy... fear of ridicule and disgust that derive from the bones.

Jiang Yichen tightly wrapped Gu Qingrang's waist.

Gu Qing asked to break his hand subconsciously.

Jiang Yichen's voice is hoarse, "Let me hold it for a while, it will be fine for a while. Can you?"

Gu Qing made her body froze.

Although he wanted to refuse, his conscience did not allow him to do so. There was someone in his heart who was in Erkang's hands, shouting: "The concubine can't do it." After such a dazed effort, Jiang Yichen's head was already Posted again.

Gu Qing made his heart shrink even more tightly. Don't look at him having slept with this man for seven years, and accidentally rolled the sheets once after breaking up, but at this moment he is still embarrassed not knowing where his hands should be placed.

He raised his hand on his chest, and at first glance it seemed a bit of surrender.

Jiang Yichen tightened his arms a little bit and said in a deep tone: "Don't dislike me, I can hear what you say... I do vocalization exercises every day, and I won't become dumb... So don't dislike me, OK? ?"

The more he talked, the more he meant to pray in it.

Gu Qing let out a helpless sigh, and gently touched Jiang Yichen's head with his right hand twice.

Silent comfort and answer.

Jiang Yichen's shoulders stiffened, and he suddenly tightened Gu Qing's arms.

A nurse outside the door held a cell phone and secretly took this scene.

Gu Qingren noticed something and turned his head, but only saw a figure that hurriedly fluttered away.

When leaving the hospital, Gu Qingrang wanted to find Jiang Yichen a wheelchair.

Jiang Yichen frowned, but did not refuse. His injured foot was slightly suspended, and his toes tapped and said: "Then you are responsible for sending me home."

Gu Qingrang: "Then you'd better jump back. Have you ever seen zombies? Just this kind of jumpy..."

Gu Qing stretched his hands forward and showed him what a zombie jump is.

Jiang Yichen twitched the corners of his lips and snorted with a smile, "Naive."

Gu Qing let out a sigh of relief, this mood... doesn't seem so bad anymore.

He went to the shop downstairs to buy a wheelchair, let Jiang Yichen sit in it, and then pushed Jiang Yichen away.

The apartment where Jiang Yichen lived was not far away, so Xiao Chen sent them downstairs and went back.

Gu Qingrang was about to enter the building, thinking of something, threw down the sentence "Wait," and turned his head and ran away.

Jiang Yichen was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the background that Gu Qing had let away, his eyes changed from a little softer to more anxious, and finally a touch of sour bitterness.

He stared at Gu Qing's departure direction for a long time, then lowered his head, shook the wheelchair to the elevator entrance, and reached out to press the elevator.

The elevator button was a little high. When he got up with the armrest of the wheelchair, he pulled the wound, and the pain tore his body crooked, and the wheelchair was about to fall down.

"Hey!"

When Gu Qing let him five meters away, he saw that this idiot sick person was about to throw a dog to eat shit. He was so frightened that he rushed forward like a scud, and he was able to hold Jiang Yichen in hold.

"What are you doing? Just be honest if your dog's leg hurts?"

Gu Qing didn't notice the joy in Jiang Yichen's eyes at all, bends down to pick up the blanket that fell on the ground, shakes the ash, and covers Jiang Yichen again.

"I really convinced you, not to let you wait for me over there..."

In the next second, Gu Qing was stunned.

There was a turbulent mood in Jiang Yichen's eyes, his eyes were flushed, and his lips were tightly pressed, it was a bit...a bit...

Wronged?

Why is he wronged?

Gu Qing made the canthus grin, and the cat-guarding Jiang Yichen: "Grandpa Gu, I know that I am naturally beautiful and beautiful, but you don't have to look at me and make you cry, right?"

Jiang Yichen's nose was sour, and he let out a deep "um".

After a moment of silence, he said lightly: I thought you left me here. "

Gu Qing was speechless.

Was shocked.

Jiang Yichen raised his head and looked at Gu Qingrang seriously: "Arang, don't leave me behind."

"I didn't leave you... I didn't mean it's late, I haven't eaten yet, so I went there and bought two bowls of wontons." Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to take the things in his hands to see: "That's right. , Are you spicy?"

When Jiang Yichen saw the red peppers in the bag, he felt a cramp in his stomach.

He looked back, "Eat."

"That's good." Gu Qing grinned and pushed him into the elevator.

Jiang Yichen's apartment is still cold, and there is no bright color.

Gu Qingren felt that after living in such a place for a long time, he would probably suffer from mental illness, and he liked it for people who swallowed everything like Jiang Yichen.

Meng Sao's very.

"Where did you put your chopsticks? The boss doesn't have disposable chopsticks."

"In the cabinet under the kitchen."

Gu Qing asked to take the chopsticks and put two bowls of wontons on the table.

Jiang Yichen had already sat on the chair by himself.

Gu Qing was hungry all night, picked a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth.

When Jiang Yichen looked at the red peppers, his heart felt like it was burning hot.

He glanced at Gu Qingrang complicatedly, breathlessly uncomfortable.

He used to cook himself food for seven years.

But now, even he forgot that he didn't like spicy food.

Seeing him sitting motionless, Gu Qing urged: "Hurry up and eat, President Jiang Da, I have to go home after eating."

Jiang Yichen slowly began to eat wontons, "Can you stay here tonight?"

"what?"

"My legs are not very convenient, you have to take care of me."

"You look for a nanny." Gu Qingrang took it for granted: "I have something to do tomorrow."

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth: "Just one night."

Gu Qing asked to swallow wontons without speaking.

Jiang Yichen suddenly felt so boring. Gu Qing made his attitude so obvious. He actually stalked and didn't want to face.

He has something to do tomorrow, maybe he will go on a date with Lin Zhaozhi...

Or maybe I'm going to meet Feng Jin and Xiao Ziye, anyway, everyone is more important than Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen put the chopsticks in his hand on the table; "Forget it, when I didn't say, I will find a caregiver by myself. I will trouble you today, Actor Gu.

After speaking, he got into the wheelchair, went back to the bedroom, and closed the door with a "bang".

Gu Qingrang looked at the wonton that had barely moved, and then at the closed door, scratching his hair with some trouble.

Gu Qing asked to finish eating his share, got up and tidied the dining table, then went to the kitchen refrigerator and flipped it through.

It can be seen that Jiang Yichen rarely eats at home, and the refrigerator worth tens of thousands of dollars is empty, except for three or four eggs that have been placed for an unknown period of time, there is nothing.

Gu Qing frowned, took an egg in his hand, and murmured, "I shouldn't eat people..."

Twenty minutes later, Gu Qing asked to open Jiang Yichen's bedroom door.

Jiang Yichen raised his eyes and asked coldly: "Are you leaving? Not to send it."

Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to pass the things in his hands directly.

Jiang Yichen was startled

It was a bowl of fragrant egg custard.

Jiang Yichen's lips trembled twice, "What?"

"If you don't like spicy food, just say it directly. You can't hurt your stomach when you are suffering?" Gu Qing let the bowl directly into Jiang Yichen's arms. Yes, don’t look for me if you have a bad stomach."

Jiang Yichen held the small bowl of egg custard tightly, like a treasure, took a spoonful of it into his mouth with extra care, and chewed it carefully.

The familiar taste made his heart sour. For seven years, Gu Qing would make such a delicious meal and put it on the table almost every day, but he never looked at it.

Only when you lose you can you understand how it tastes like this.

Jiang Yichen silently ate the egg custard spoon by spoon. Soon a small bowl reached the bottom.

After dealing with his stomach, Gu Qingrang breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to get up and leave, but was suddenly caught by someone.

Jiang Yichen carefully pinched the corner of his clothes with his slender thumb and index finger, frowning tightly, stubborn and stubborn: "Don't go."

Gu Qing made those who were tossed today go crazy: "I have to go? Can you still jump up and chase me? You can still... ah!"

Before Gu Qing had finished speaking, Jiang Yichen's whole person was pulled directly onto the bed, and he pressed his waist firmly.

Jiang Yichen's eyes were blood red, and he was forced to have no patience: "If you leave, I will do it one by one tonight, you."