The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran didn't say anything about Lin Yang anymore.

He stuffed the invitation card into his suit pocket, turned his head and asked Gu Qingrang; "Did the two male protagonists of the movie you filmed finally get together?"

Gu Qing was stunned and replied, "Of course, not together, the audience will kill the editor and director in the end."

Fu Ran "haha" laughed twice.

After eating, Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to drive home.

─Entering the door, Jiang Yichen hugged Gu Qingrang's waist from behind and pressed his lean waist into his arms.

Gu Qing asked a big master not to tweak with him, held his hand, turned a direction, and then took the initiative to raise his head and kiss him.

He was about a head shorter than Jiang Yichen, his head was tilted up, and his neck was sour after a while.

Thinking of buggering, Jiang Yichen suddenly felt cruel and pushed him back.

The lips and teeth have begun to bite.

Gu Qing let out a heavy gasp and snorted uncomfortably.

Hitting his waist on the dining table, Gu Qing let "Woo" snorted, patted Jiang Yichen on the shoulder, frowning and panting, "...what's going crazy?"

Jiang Yichen gently picked up Gu Qingrang, put him on the dining table, leaned forward, and pressed Gu Qingrang on it.

He has a neat suit, the burgundy striped tie on the neckline is meticulously tied, and the eyebrows are cold, knowing that there is a slight blush in the end of his eyes.

Gu Qing made a "gawk" in his heart.

It seems that he and Jiang Yichen are going to make a big deal tonight.

At the dinner table...

It's really exciting!

Gu Qingrang hooked Jiang Yichen's neck and smiled "hehehe", "Jiang Yichen, you are a gentle scum."

"Then what's your name?"

Jiang Yichen's voice was hoarse and **** almost killed Gu Qingrang's life. He pecked at the corner of Jiang Yichen's lips and grinned: "I'm a scum, I'm not convinced to bite me...his! "

Gu Qing let Jiang Yichen slap gently on the head: "You really bite!"

Jiang Yichen laughed in a low voice, his shoulders shrugged.

It is said that Xiaobie wins newlyweds, and the two of them have tossed at two or three points before they finally stopped.

Gu Qing almost fell apart.

"Jiang Yichen, have you beaten chicken blood tonight?"

Jiang Yichen held Gu Qingrang's wrist, and said, "Arang, let's get the marriage certificate."

Gu Qing let his eyelids open: "Huh?"

Jiang Yichen frowned and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid."

He was afraid that lovers would not be able to eventually marry, and he was afraid that, like Fu Ran, he would have to watch the person he likes and other people enter the palace of marriage with his own eyes.

He wanted to hold Gu Qing tight.

─The kind that will never let go of your life.

Gu Qing let her stare at Jiang Yichen for a while, frowning, "Let's talk about it."

Jiang Yichen was nervous: "You don't want to marry me, do you?"

"It's also good for us." Gu Qing let Jiang Yichen push away, pulled up the shirt on the head of the bed, and went to the bathroom to take a shower after getting out of bed: "I have to leave again, trouble."

Jiang Yichen's face turned pale suddenly, and there was a little bit of coolness in his eyes.

"Do you think there will be any accident between us?"

Gu Qing blocked his throat.

He didn't want to fight with Jiang Yichen, grabbed his clothes and stepped out of the bedroom.

─A cold shower made Gu Qing's brain a little awake.

He didn't know why he refused Jiang Yichen.

Being with him again, it took nearly a year before and after. He liked Jiang Yichen, but he couldn't deny that the seven years of long time had eroded all his confidence in the future of the two people.

Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to talk to Jiang Yichen after taking a shower.

As a result, as soon as he entered the house, he was hugged by Jiang Yichen.

"I am sorry……"

Gu Qing made it difficult to listen to soft words, his heart softened, and his tone softened: "Why... I just took a bath, don't touch me."

Jiang Yichen squeezed Gu Qingrang to the corner, gently lifted Gu Qingrang's chin with his slender fingers, and touched the two thin lips.

"I won't force you, I will wait for the day when you are willing to marry me."

Gu Qing asked to raise her eyebrows, teasing her expression: "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Yichen pondered for a moment, then nodded, "I'm still afraid."

His eyes burned with scorching fire, "But I swear, I will not let us become Fu Ran and Lin Yang."

Gu Qing asked one hand to hook his neck and grinned provocatively: "Then President Jiang, you have to come on, your love rival is tens of thousands."

The other hand gently touched Jiang Yichen's beautiful abdominal muscles, deliberately frightening him: "You see, your muscles are loose, you can't compare to a twenty-year-old guy, middle-aged crisis, President Jiang. "

Jiang Yichen looked solemn, and after listening to Gu Qingrang's words, he silently ran to the living room and did two hundred push-ups first.

Then he texted Xia Feng and asked him to find a fitness coach for himself.

With this bunch of young rivals, someone is really under too much pressure.

Zhao Lu caught up with Lin Yang on the side of the road.

"Lin Yang, go slower!"

Zhao Lu was panting.

Lin Yang stopped and looked back at her.

Zhao Lu walked to his side in small steps, "I haven't eaten anything, why don't you go to my mother to eat?"

Lin Yang frowned, "You go back first, I'll go to the hospital."

"My mother asked you to go to her..." Zhao Lu was halfway through, and Lin Yang threw a bank card directly.

"There are three hundred thousand in it."

Zhao Lu instantly smiled and pulled her small purse, "Okay, then I won't bother you."

Lin Yang opened the car door blankly and sat in. Stomped the accelerator to the end and drove the car far.

The car is speeding on the ring road. This is called Yunmeng Mountain, and there is an expensive and advanced sanatorium.

Because it is very far from the city, Lin Yang only comes here twice a week.

As soon as the car stopped, the two nurses at the door came over.

"Mr. Lin Yang, why are you coming back so late?"

Lin Yang rubbed his eyebrows, a bit tired in his cold expression.

"I'll come to see Xiaoyan."

"Mr. Lin Yan is doing well. The season has changed. We just changed the thick quilt in the morning. I will take you there. The nurse led the way and led Lin Yang to the third floor of the nursing home.

Because on the mountain, the temperature here is always lower than that at the bottom of the mountain, and it’s even colder in the autumn night.

Walking through the long corridor, in the last room, the nurse stopped and gently opened the door of the room.

Lin Yang's expression was a bit pity.

His biological brother, Lin Yan, has been sleeping peacefully in it for more than eight months.

Lin Yan is not dead.

Because he was sent to the doctor too late, he missed the best time for treatment, and after another day and night, he was diagnosed as being in an irreversible deep coma due to severe damage to the cerebral cortex.

This is what people often call vegetative.

Lin Yang stepped into the ward thoughtfully, and the nurse asked Lin Yang something to pay attention to, and stepped out of the room wisely to give the two brothers a space to live alone.

Lin Yang walked to the bed and sat down slowly on the chair.

Lin Yan lost a lot of weight.

He doesn't have the consciousness of eating independently. Most of the time, he relies on the special nutrient solution prepared by the nurse here to maintain the energy needed by the body.

There are dense pinholes on the two thin arms.

His face was pale, his eyes closed peacefully, and his breathing was steady.

The hair was cut off on the advice of the nurse because it was not easy to take care of.

When Lin Yang came to see it for the first time, he looked at the sleek head and couldn't help but tears down. The next day, he bought a hat and gave it to him.

The nurse said that there is no effective medical treatment for vegetative people. He may wake up soon, or he may stay like this for a lifetime.

Ask the family members to come and talk with the patient more when they are free.

Lin Yang's breathing was a little bit in sync with Lin Yan, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Hey, I said you should wake up almost too? It's been eight months...how long do you have to sleep?

Lin Yang’s Adam’s apple rolled, "Do you know? A few months ago, the nurse asked me if you have anyone you like, saying that it might be good for your recovery."

"I know you don't want to disturb him, but I really want you to wake up, so I had a game with the insurance company... He really took the bait, and ran to me and asked where you were."

Lin Yang smiled: "I thought, when he regrets it, and when he forgives you, I will tell him everything...Xiao Yan, the man you like... is really tough." Lin Yang He got up, walked to the bed, and gently patted Lin Yan's face: "He really doesn't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Your death is just a relief for him. Who are you punishing for falling asleep here?" Feng Jin, me or yourself?"

Lin Yang's throat became dumb, and his throat overflowed with depressed pleading: "Brother please, will you wake up soon, okay? I'm going to get married in 17 days.

Now, with a woman... You don’t care about anything, then what do you let me and Fu Ran do?

Wen Ruili felt that Feng Jin's recent state was not quite right.

Feng Jin spent much more time in a daze than before.

Once he saw that Feng Jin hadn't come out of the toilet for a long time and couldn't help but push the door to look inside. He found Feng Jin standing in front of the mirror, not knowing what he was talking about.

Wen Ruili immediately felt a cold heart.

This is a symptom of Feng Jin's relapse.

This morning, Wen Ruili was reading the newspaper in the living room. Seeing Feng Jin coming out of the bedroom, he couldn't help but said: "Feng Jin, recently you put aside your work. I will take you to the hospital for a physical examination?"

Feng Jin was taken aback, and then smiled softly, "What's the matter? Good point..."

"Nothing." Wen Ruili casually said, "Anyway, you haven't reviewed it for a while, and didn't you show signs of recurrence last time?"

Feng Jin said "Ah", as if remembering it, waved his hands again and again, and laughed: "It might have been too stressful at that time. I think my condition is okay recently. You can see that I have a good appetite and I slept. It's also very good, and the medicine is being taken. It should be fine."

Seeing his insistence, Wen Ruili couldn't say anything, but just told: "The medicine must not be broken."

"Ok, I know."

Feng Jin concealed the strange color under his eyes and sat down to eat breakfast.

Wen Ruili had something to do in the afternoon. He left early. As soon as he left, Feng Jin poured all the medicine on his hand into the sink and flushed it away.

Seeing the water flowing round and round, Feng Jin's eyes became a little dazed.

The grinning smiles all around me are pervasive.

The eardrum rumbling and shaking.

[Feng Jin, why do you throw away the medicine? Do you want to see us? 】

[Feng Jin, you are a waste, you will only spend Lao Tzu's money. 】

[Xiaojin, it's my mother that I'm sorry...you have to be obedient...]

Feng Jin shook his head and tried to drive all these voices out of his ears, his voice trembling: "It's not you...what I want to see...not you