The Actor Wants to Divorce

Gu Qing struggled and indulged again and again in this dream.

His soul hangs high, floating in the air, watching everything happening underneath with cold eyes.

He saw himself arguing with Shen Zhiyu, his face flushed, his hands were gestured in the air, as if he was going to overwhelm the opposing person in momentum.

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head, his expression hidden in a shadow and silence, motionless.

He seemed to know that he had made a mistake, waiting for punishment and criticism.

However, in the next second, he was like a cheetah, rushing towards Gu Qingrang one by one.

With a loud noise, Gu Qingrang was thrown onto the narrow cabin.

Shen Zhiyu lowered his head and kissed his forehead, nose, neck...

Tore his clothes frantically.

He and Shen Zhiyu began to fight on the boat. Shen Zhiyu's face was scratched with bright red blood marks. They rolled from one side of the boat to the other side. No one would let anyone else. The huge bumps made the boat. Shaking, Gu Qing asked Gang to stand up tremblingly, and his body swayed and fell directly into the cold lake.

He can actually swim.

But the lake in February was too cold.

His limbs lost consciousness for an instant.

The biting coolness drilled into his bones like needles.

An ant-like bite gave a dense sensation of pain.

Gu Qing let his legs swing, choked on several salivas, and his lungs exploded uncomfortably.

Shen Zhiyu lay on the side of the boat, clutching the rafters firmly with one hand, and stretched out one hand to pull Gu Qingrang: "Arang, hurry up, give me your hand!"

Gu Qing was helpless from being frozen, almost into shock, his head was submerged and floated again, choking on water continuously.

"Ah...Ayu!"

"Puff!"

He heard another sound of falling into the water.

It's Shen Zhiyu.

He jumped off the boat.

He dragged his body and pushed Gu Qing to the direction of the boat.

Gu Qing's shocked limbs were chilling. He hung alone in the air, staring, his lungs empty and pierced by the cold wind time and time again, only the coldness of coldness.

The struggling splashes were getting smaller and smaller, and it became a luxury to rise to the surface to breathe. He saw a figure swimming towards him, pulling the frozen himself onto the shore, and stuffing it into his warm coat...

"what!"

Gu Qing suddenly woke up from his dream.

He sat up, panting, breathing quickly.

When Jiang Yichen came in, he saw Gu Qing sitting on the bed with a pale face and eyes full of horror. He walked quickly over and sat down by the bed: "What's the matter?"

Gu Qing made her lips tremble, "Jiang...Jiang Yichen..."

Jiang Yichen frowned, stretched out his hand to hold Gu Qingrang's wrist, gently pressed his head, and buried him in his arms: his tone was soft and soothed: "It's a nightmare, Arang, don't be afraid."

Gu Qing makes his mind so confused, is it a dream?

Is it a dream?

That was clearly his memory, he had already remembered everything that happened on the day he fell into the lake.

and after?

What happened later?

Frozen and unconscious, he was sent to the hospital. When he was sober, the people next to him told him that Shen Zhiyu was dead.

He was yelling on the hospital bed.

Shen Zhiyu is dead.

He didn't know how to swim, but jumped down and exhausted his last strength, pushing him to the side of the boat. If he hadn't picked the wooden planks on the boat, maybe he would have died.

Ah Yu is dead. When he was a child he was beaten by his parents and shut down a dark room. He secretly gave him medicine and food, and even sneaked out and used the public phone to call the police when he was abused. died.

Gu Qing made screaming at first, and then she couldn't stop crying.

Later, the police intervened in the investigation.

They asked themselves how Shen Zhiyu fell into the water, why there were wounds on his body, why two people had physical conflicts on the boat...

Gu Qingrang didn't answer any questions

In any case, he couldn't say some things. For example, Shen Zhiyu wanted to assault him on the boat, so he fell into the water...

This is ridiculous.

He wants to keep the last dignity of Arabic.

He couldn't let Ayu die with such a stigma.

Gu Qingrang said nothing about that day, and the police later convicted him of manslaughter.

The sentence was suspended for two years.

and then……

What happened then?

Gu Qingrang's head suffered severe pain, he couldn't help holding his head, and there was a hoarse and broken wailing in his throat.

Jiang Yichen lowered his head and glanced down, and saw the trembling in his arms, his heart twitched, soreness and pain.

Gu Qing often had nightmares when he first established a relationship with himself.

In his dream, he always yelled "Mom and Dad don't hit me", "I am more obedient than Arabic" and so on.

This phenomenon didn't gradually get better until Gu Qingrang stayed with him for half a year.

Seeing him being entangled by the nightmare again, the fear and anxiety in his bones were awakened little by little, and Jiang Yichen seemed to be pinched by his throat.

So sad.

He gently lifted Gu Qingrang's chin and kissed gently on his lips.

Gu Qing made his body tremble, and his pupils were confused for a moment, and then gradually became clear.

He stared straight at Jiang Yichen, frowning to death.

Jiang Yichen knew that he had crossed again, so he stroked his lips with his fingers and wiped off the silver wire on it. "I just want to comfort you, not take advantage of you." He was about to let go of Gu Qingran, but he was taken care of again. Qing Rang grabbed the necktie abruptly.

"Agen!"

Jiang Yichen was taken aback.

Gu Qingrang was like an irritated little lion. He stood up and knelt on the bed, pulling on the back of Jiang Yichen's tie, and inserting an infusion needle. With too much force, the veins bulged, and a little blood was drawn back. Inside the infusion tube.

He raised his head slightly, raised his chin, and went to kiss Jiang Yichen.

That's not a kiss anymore.

And like a bite, Jiang Yichen vaguely smelled another bloody, rusty breath floating in his mouth.

He was probably caused by Gu Qing to let this little wolf cub gnaw through his skin.

But Jiang Yichen didn't care about the pain, but Gu Qingrang's abnormal phenomenon frightened him.

He didn't know what Gu Qingrang had dreamed of, so he would take the initiative to seek a kiss in the endless rejection and resistance to himself.

Ajan is scared.

His fear spread from the close lips, stimulating Jiang Yichen's nerves little by little.

"Agen!"

Jiang Yichen pushed Gu Qingrang away slightly, "Your hand is bleeding..."

"Jiang Yichen, are we all still alive?"

"of course."

"Is it really alive...Are you still alive?"

"Really."

Gu Qing's eyes reddened, "That proves that I can't see it."

Jiang Yichen was short of breath and his voice was hoarse: "How to prove it."

"Fuck me."

Gu Qingrang's eyes were like two rabbits, all red, and there was a layer of water vapor, which made people want to bully.

Jiang Yichen stared at Gu Qingrang blankly, and Gu Qingrang sneered: "Why, I don't want to? I can go to you, too."

"What are you...find death,"

Jiang Yichen clenched his teeth, and suddenly pushed Gu Qingran to the bed, bullying himself and pressing on...

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon for Gu Qing to complete the procedures for leaving the hospital.

Jiang Yichen put the medicine in the bag and handed it to him: "When you go back, remember to take it on time. If you feel unwell, you must contact me."

Gu Qing has completely calmed down at this moment, his mind has returned, and his reason has been found. When he thinks of the absurdity a few hours ago, his face is always a little unnatural.

Jiang Yichen naturally knew what he was thinking. He pretended to scratch his hair indifferently: "Let's go, accompany you to see Feng Jin. He is in the next building."

Gu Qingrang nodded, and Jiang Yichen entered the elevator one after another.

The elevator door was closed, and Gu Qing leaned weakly on the elevator, and his eyebrows were a little tired.

"Are you... okay?"

Jiang Yichen gently held his hand.

Gu Qing quickly retracted his hand and hummed: "It was just bitten by a dog, what's wrong..."

Jiang Yichen paused for two seconds before reacting: "You!"

Looking at Gu Qingrang's face, he went dumb with anger, and then asked, "I'm very curious, what did you dream of."

Gu Qing's face turned pale, and he quickly recovered his calm, still with the look of eagerness, "It's nothing. I have forgotten... Isn't this a common thing? When I woke up, I suddenly couldn't remember the dream. What has arrived."

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor, a mother and daughter walked in outside the door, and outsiders were there, neither of them spoke.

The elevator took them to the seventeenth floor.

Feng Jin fell from a height of seven or eight meters, and after a day and night of treatment, he was already awake.

No death, no memory loss, no arms or legs, except for a broken arm and a severe concussion, nothing happened.

As soon as Gu Qing asked him to enter the ward, he twittered and asked what was going on.

Feng Jin's face was still stuck with a respirator, and his face was pale and scary. He smiled and explained that he accidentally fell off while looking at the stars with a telescope.

Gu Qingrang has always been heartless and best deceived. For this reason, Gu Qing was convinced that he only cursed Feng Jin.

Lin Yan walked in from outside the door after Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen left.

Feng Jin's face turned paler when he saw Lin Yan.

His eyes darkened quickly, and he couldn't see any emotions.

Lin Yan was also injured.

Lao Gao's right cheek was swollen, the corners of his lips were all bluish-purple, and one leg was turning.

Lin Yang knew that his **** brother had forced him to jump off the building, and rushed to the hospital apart from anything else, and beat Lin Yan at the door of the rescue room.

Lin Yan also figured it out.

Feng Jin really doesn't love himself anymore.

He didn't even want his life, what feelings did he have for himself?

Except for hatred and fear, there is probably nothing left.

He just saw Gu Qingrang, and somehow, he suddenly remembered what Gu Qingrang said to himself a long time ago.

He said, Lin Yan, you better not really like Feng Jin, if so, you will regret it.

It was really interesting for Gu Qing to let that person talk.

Like a knife, pierced into his heart.

He regrets, but what's the use of regret, Xiao Jin doesn't love him anymore, and the hot throbbing and cyan love of a prairie fire were all gone on that rainy night.

He is the culprit, he ruined his relationship with Xiao Jin.

Lin Yan walked to the bed step by step and sat down on the stool. He subconsciously wanted to put Feng Jin's hands outside into the quilt, but he could see Feng Jin dodge, but in the end it was just a pale hook. Self-deprecating laugh.

"Xiao Jin..."

"Stay away from me, Lin Yan."

Lin Yan had a pain in his eyes and took a deep breath, then gently took a bank card out of his pocket and placed it in front of Feng Jin.

Lin Yan smiled hard: "This is 6.7 million."

Feng Jin frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It's all the money you spent on me." Lin Yan's voice seemed to have been sharpened by a knife: "I have discounted all the jewelry you bought at the original price. There may be missing items. I added another 300,000 yuan. Go in, a total of seven million integers, the password is your birthday, you can take it."

"As you wish, I... set you free."

Lin Yan's eyes were red.