The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jiang Yichen's shoulder trembled slightly.

He looked down at Gu Qingrang, who was buried in his arms and covering his face, and suddenly remembered the first time he had with Gu Qingrang.

That morning, after waking up, Gu Qingrang was buried in his chest like a kitten.

In a dumb voice, he asked him, "Brother Yichen, will you treat me well for the rest of your life?"

But he suddenly couldn't remember...

What did he answer at that time.

But no matter what the answer is, he is right about Gu Qing.

Seven years of indifference, as well as all the difficulties after the divorce... It was all Gu Qing that made him gritted his teeth and resisted it alone.

Jiang Yichen had mixed feelings for an instant, and countless emotions surged crazily in his heart, like a frenzy that swallowed his reason.

After a while, Jiang Yichen stretched out his hand and rubbed his head twice, his voice hoarse, "Don't be afraid, it's not a reporter."

Gu Qing was startled, his head slightly lifted, and his hands were still covering his face tightly, for fear that Jiang Yichen would lie to him, his fingers opened slightly, and he looked at them secretly.

It was indeed not a reporter who came up.

It's the security of this apartment.

"Mr. Jiang, the reporters downstairs have been invited away."

"Understood, you can go down first,"

The security is gone.

Gu Qing made this surprised to realize that he was still being held by Jiang Yichen, his expression changed in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to push Jiang Yichen.

"His──"

Jiang Yichen's leg was still hurt, he was pushed abruptly, and he staggered back for several steps, his painful expression changed.

He leaned on the wall and endured the pain, "Are you so afraid of being known that you are with me?"

Obviously, Lin Zhaozhi and Lin Zhaozhi didn't shy away from doing anything outside, and all kinds of intimate group photos could be taken to form a photo collection, and I didn't see him become so nervous!

Jiang Yichen's angry eyes were red.

Turned back to the house.

Gu Qing frowned and walked in after a moment of silence, closing the door carefully.

"I'm not afraid, I just find it troublesome."

Jiang Yichen said coldly: "Do you think I'm causing you trouble, don't you? When you and Lin Zhaozhi are together, do you also find it troublesome?"

Gu Qing made the fire, "Jiang Yichen, you are thirty years old, can you not be as naive as a child, only quarreling these useless things? If you really want to solve the problem, just think about it. , How to explain the photo! I don’t want your name and me to be posted on Weibo hot searches tomorrow, playing around like a monkey!"

Jiang Yichen clenched his teeth, his brow was covered with a thin layer of ice, and his voice was slightly cool: "Don't worry, you won't cause trouble."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the bedroom.

Gu Qingrang stood in the empty living room with his fists clenched, his heart was not calm for a long time.

He clutched his forehead, fell on the sofa, thought for a while, and called Xiaomi.

"Brother Gu?"

Gu Qing let out a tired sigh.

Xiaomi worried: "Gu brother, are you okay? The public relations here have already figured out a way. It is said that President Jiang was injured by an accident. You sent President Jiang to the hospital to treat the wound, and then President Jiang has something to worry about. You just comfort him..."

Seeing that Gu Qingrang still didn't speak, Xiaomi was even more disturbed: "Gu Brother... are you okay? Where are you now, I will pick you up?"

Gu Qing asked to walk to the window with his mobile phone, opened the curtains, and glanced downstairs. Under the dim street lamp, there were still three or five reporters who refused to leave, waiting quietly with their cameras in their hands.

Gu Qing made his eyes deep, pinched his nose, and said, "No, you don't need to come and pick me up."

"The PR...

"Just send it as you said."

The photos were all taken, and apart from this explanation, I can't think of a better way. If you don't respond and continue to pretend to die, it will only make people feel guilty.

"Hey, okay..." Millet screamed again after he didn't play with the words: "Gu Ge, President Jiang... How did he respond to President Jiang?"

"what?"

Gu Qing was startled, "Hurry up and see!"

Gu Qing panicked and hurriedly clicked on Weibo. Jiang Yichen updated two Weibo five minutes ago.

[Jiang Yichen V: Well, I’m the one who’s upside down...]

[Jiang Yichen V: You are troubled, I'm sorry, Gu Qing made his hands shake with fright, and the phone almost fell off.

Other netizens are no less awakened than Gu Qingrang.

[Fuck? Shocking...]

[Jiang Yichen is crazy, right? 】

[Brother, what's wrong with you? 】

Compared with the shocked people eating melons, Gu Qingrang's fans are elated.

[Okay, the truth is up, the master has admitted it and posted it upside down. Please stop the fans of Jiang Yichen's family from biting people. Our family really looks down on you. 】

[Hahaha, anyhow, we are the Blue Award actor, Fang Bei Gu Nan, one of the two top traffic, the world's tens of thousands of presidents, have been among the top ten in the country? He Jiang Yichen is a fart, and he also comes to post you Gu Qing to let Dad. 】

[Fengshui takes turns, now Jiang Yichen is enough to let Gu Qing carry shoes, right? 】

[Will President Jiang be beautiful alone? Why do you want to post my Pip Rang upside down and let your ex-wife go? Isn't seven years not enough for you to spoil? 】

[Let Gu Qing let go. 】

─Gu Qing, who read the comments one by one, made her head dizzy.

My mind seems to be filled with a lot of things, messy to make people breathe hard, but there are voices that are very clear one by one.

Jiang Yichen actually carried the matter down alone.

His explanation completely cleans up his Gu Qingrang. In fact, the effect is indeed the same. The Internet is full of ridicule and contempt for Jiang Yichen, and his Gu Qingrang has completely become A poor man who was entangled by a shameless ex-husband.

Gu Qing let his Weibo fans go crazy.

Gu Qing took a deep breath, squeezed the phone tightly, and directly pushed open the door of Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen leaned against the bed, reading a book, muttering words.

"Jiang Yichen, what do you mean?"

Jiang Yichen didn't notice Gu Qing let in at first, but still kept his head down.

Gu Qing let him walk quickly, chopped his hand and snatched the book.

The phone angered Jiang Yichen on the face.

"This Weibo. Could you explain it."

Jiang Yichen glanced faintly, then quickly moved his gaze away, "Just tell the truth, if there is any explanation, please leave the book to me."

"be honest?"

What kind of truth is this?

Jiang Yichen didn't seem to want to worry about this kind of thing anymore, "Anyway, it's okay if no one scolds you?" He straightened up and stretched out his hand, "Give me the book."

o Gu Qing asked to look down at the book in his hand and found that it was actually a pronunciation practice manual.

He quickly handed it to Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen turned to a certain page and gently stroked the page with his slender fingers.

"Do you practice vocalization like this?"

"It's just an error correction exercise." Jiang Yichen picked up the recording pen on the side: "I will record it and send it to the teacher, and she will help me correct the pronunciation of some words."

Gu Qing made little attention to Jiang Yichen's pronunciation on weekdays, but now he listens carefully and realizes that his intonation is indeed somewhat different from that of ordinary people.

It's just that Jiang Yichen grew up in a foreign country when he was a child, and this little accent gap was gently covered up by this excuse.

"Do you practice every night?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yichen touched his right ear subconsciously, his voice deep: "Can't stop."

He did not dare to stop.

He remembered that when he was deaf, he was depressed all day long, and he didn't want to talk.

One morning he woke up and wanted the servant to change the water for the lilies in the room, but he stared at the bunch of decayed lilies, his throat seemed to be blocked.

─Yes.

He forgot what the pronunciation of "lily" was.

Facing the bunch of flowers, his throat could only make a cracking sound like being cut by a blunt knife.

In the early morning of that warm winter day, he was suddenly surrounded by a burst of piercing coolness from beginning to end, and then in the bright sunshine, he was shocked by cold sweat.

He has lost his hearing and will soon become a dumb man.

After realizing that he might not be able to speak, he began to obediently go to the teacher in this area, and do vocalization exercises seriously.

But even so, in certain tones, he was gradually wrong.

The teacher will only tell him that your pronunciation is not right.

But he didn't know how to change it. The only thing he could do was to re-read the sound dozens of times mechanically with the help of his memory, until the teacher stopped at the most correct pitch, and he would remember it.

Jiang Yichen was a little helpless. He knew that this method was stupid and inefficient, but he had no better choice.

"The birthday song that I sang last time was ugly, right?"

He smiled faintly, a little bit dumbfounded.

Gu Qing blinked, his mouth bends: "No, it's actually pretty good."

He picked up the recorder, pressed the pause button, and then sat cross-legged across from Jiang Yichen, "For the sake of your...explaining, I will correct your pronunciation."

"Don't you feel boring?"

Jiang Yichen laughed twice.

Gu Qingrang raised his chin and grinned, "How come? Gu Qing made me like the most helpful and helpful?" Gu Qingrang brought Jiang Yichen's book over, "How do you want to read it?"

Jiang Yichen leaned lazily on the head of the bed, pondering for a moment, "I'll say some words, and you can help me correct my pronunciation."

"that's all?"

"Well, just read that I'm completely correct."

"Okay, let's get started."

Gu Qing made a "0K" gesture.

Jiang Yichen was silent for another moment, then cleared his throat and said, "West Lake."

"Well, that's correct."

"Starry sky."

"Well, that's correct."

"thank you."

"Um... thank you."

Gu Qing made a four-tone downward motion.

Jiang Yichen repeated it again.

"Well, almost. Next one."

Jiang Yichen: "I love you."

This sound is a little weird.

Gu Qing let slowly repeat: "Yes, I, love, you."

Jiang Yichen's throat rolled and repeated: "I love you."

Gu Qing was in a hurry, how could this sound even stranger?

Gu Qing made his sweaty gestures, "I, love, you..."

Jiang Yichen couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips, and a trace of bad cunning flashed through the end of his eyes.

Gu Qingrang hadn't reacted yet, and was so intoxicated in the role of teacher that he couldn't confess, "I, love, you...

Jiang Yichen said with an "um": "I see."

Gu Qing was stunned for an instant.

wrong……

Hey hey?

Gu Qing flushed his cheeks and stared at Jiang Yichen.

I saw Jiang Yichen pursing his lips tightly, but the smile at the corners of his lips could not be suppressed. He clenched a fist with one hand, gently placed it on his lips, and shrugged his shoulders, because he was holding back his smile. There was a tremor, and the eyes were full of ecstasy and triumph after the conspiracy succeeded, and there was an uncontrollable low smile in his throat.

Gu Qing let it blow up, "Jiang Yichen! Are you kidding me?"