The Actor Wants to Divorce

Feng Jin was startled, his face pale in fright, and like a rabbit, he rushed over with a "rub".

Pushing away the kid who was clamoring for the ball and hurriedly went to see Lin Yan.

Lin Yan lay face down, Feng Jin turned around, only to find that Lin Yan's forehead had broken a piece of skin, and a little blood was leaking out.

Feng Jin hurriedly put Lin Yan back into the wheelchair with difficulty.

But the group of young boys were all focused on the ball, and the ball rolled past Feng Jin "grumblingly". Feng Jin couldn't bear it, and he didn't know how to control the anger. Kicked the football one by one

The football crossed the high wall with a "swish" and disappeared.

The bear children were dumbfounded.

"You lose our football!"

"You lose our football!"

Feng Jin looked gloomy, picked up the blanket that had fallen on the ground, shook ashes, carefully covered Lin Yan, and then pushed Lin Yan to go back.

He has to deal with Lin Yan's injury, and the one he just fell. I don't know if he hurt him...

Just two steps after Feng Jin pushed Lin Yan, the group of children led their parents to block Feng Jin.

"Dad, that's him, kicked our football over there!"

"He did it deliberately, Mom, he wants him to pay us football..."

Feng Jin frowned. He just wanted to go back quickly to make sure that Lin Yan was okay, so he ignored the group of people and pushed Lin Yan away.

─An old lady in his 50s and 60s grabbed Feng Jin's hand and yelled, "Hey, young man, you deliberately lost my grandson's ball. Do you want to run? What about young people nowadays? No quality at all?"

The woman next to the old lady followed: "Yes! Who are they?"

"If you don't pick the ball back, or you lose money! Don't want to leave if the matter is not resolved!"

Feng Jin’s slender fingers gripped the pusher of the wheelchair tightly, and the back of his hand was bulging. He restrained his anger as much as possible and said coldly: “It’s your kid who kicked the football on my friend. Then I knocked him down in order to grab the ball."

This group of parents was stunned. After a long time, the old lady was still the old lady, yelling, "Then they are children, and they are not sensible. It's normal to play around and bump into people. You are the one What do adults and their children care about?"

"That's right, they are all such big people, and they still can't get along with children..."

Feng Jin clenched his fists. He has always been a good-tempered person. He has hardly blushed with anyone. However, at this moment, it seems like a volcano that has been dull for thousands of years is about to burst, and his voice is cold and cold. , "I'm sorry for losing your football, I will compensate you for the original price."

Feng Jin pointed to the wound on Lin Yan's forehead, "This injury was caused by your child's bump. Please also pay for the medical expenses."

"Huh?" The old lady almost jumped up, her mouth turned upside down and just said: "The kid didn't mean it! Are you embarrassed that you can't get along with a child? When you have children in the future, you will be like this too. ?"

When other parents heard that they had to pay for medical expenses, they were all anxious and talked about it.

Feng Jin’s headache was getting quarreled, and his face became paler. He took a deep breath and said coldly, “Yes, children are ignorant. Of course, I am an adult and don’t care about them, so I asked your guardian to solve the problem. Are you all grown-ups? Aren't you kids?"

The old lady paled fiercely.

The other parents also looked at each other.

"My friend is seriously ill. He is very weak now. Do you know how serious the consequences of being smashed by a football are? I'm going to send him to the hospital for a full-body examination. There is not a single set of checkups that can not solve the problem. , You can figure it out by yourself."

The crowd on the opposite side opened their eyes wide.

Thousands of pieces?

Isn't this a mistake?

Feng Jin pushed up the wheelchair again, "Sorry, I don't have time to discuss with you here to solve the problem. I live at 504 on the fifth floor. You can ask me for compensation for football. You can ask me for it tomorrow."

This time, no one dared to stop Feng Jin anymore.

Even if Feng Jin told him the address of his home, who would dare to ask for 10,000 yuan in compensation and come to ask for dozens of dollars for a football.

The old lady was very angry. Her seven or eight-year-old grandson grabbed his grandma's hand and made noises: "Grandma, my football! My football!"

The old lady touched her grandson's head, and said indulgingly: "Hey, grandma will buy another one for you tomorrow..."

She stared at Feng Jin's back, and deliberately shouted out of her anger, "What's wrong with a smash? He won't feel any pain! Really! Don't push out the vegetative! Wouldn't it be nice to lie down at home? What should I do if the child is scared by motionlessness like a dead person?"

Feng Jin's ears were very good, and the old lady's wind drifted along the evening breeze, and all of it fell into his ears.

The right hand was tightly clenched, and his forehead was full of violent veins. Even if he gritted his teeth, he still couldn't restrain the anger.

He subconsciously turned around and went back to find the old lady.

However, at the moment when the wheelchair was swaying, Lin Yan's head suddenly lightened, gently leaning against the back of Feng Jin's trembling hand.

Lin Yan stopped in an instant with his whole body.

The anger in my heart was also at this moment, like being splashed down by a basin of water.

There is nothing left of extinction.

He stood there and walked to the front for a while, gently squatting down in front of Lin Yan.

He still closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

There is no pain in the expression, nor any joy.

In the evening, the weather was slightly cool, and the broken hair on Lin Yan's forehead swayed slightly.

In the evening breeze in the late summer, Feng Jin couldn't help but gently pressed his forehead against Lin Yan's leg.

His eye sockets couldn't help but sore, something astringent that wanted to rush out, his Adam's apple rolled several times before he choked up and said: "Okay, I won't fight, I won't go... Don't worry, let's go back. Home……"

Feng Jin took a deep breath, then got up and pushed Lin Yan back to the apartment.

Put Lin Yan on the bed, Feng Jin used iodine to disinfect the wound on his forehead.

Seeing that his breathing was steady and there was no difference in peace and time, Feng Jincai was slightly relieved.

Although the doctor told Feng Jin that Lin Yan's finger movement was just a normal response to muscle spasms, Feng Jin still hid some hope in his heart.

In case

What if it’s not muscle activity, what if he is really getting better...

With this idea in mind, Feng Jin began to pay more attention to Lin Yan.

During the day, he sat next to Lin Yan and read, went to bed at night, and turned on the surveillance. In the next morning, he read the surveillance from the beginning.

But half a month later, Lin Yan's fingers never moved, not even once.

Feng Jin looked disappointedly at the sleeping person on the bed, his brows frowning even more tightly.

He stared at Lin Yan for a long time, and then suddenly made a decision, got up and drew the curtains of the room, went to bed and took off Lin Yan's pants.

Feng Jin worked hard to stimulate Lin Yan until Lin Yan was released in his own hands.

But during the whole process, Lin Yan just lay there motionless, without a trace of extra expression on his face.

Unspeakable despair suddenly surged in Feng Jin's heart.

He finally believed at this moment, maybe Lin Yan would really never wake up.

The next morning, Feng Jin received a call from Lin Yang.

Lin Yang's father passed away a few days ago, he came back to go through some formalities and stopped by to take a look at Lin Yan.

When Feng Jin saw Lin Yang, he was shocked.

Obviously, I haven't seen him for two or three months, but Lin Yang seems to be a different person.

"Brother Lin Yang, are you okay?"

Lin Yang bowed his head and texted someone, and when he heard Feng Jin, he was just shocked, "Huh?"

"Are you... okay with your body?"

Lin Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, just recently the two countries ran back and forth, some of them didn't get over it, just wait until this time is over.

Feng Jin frowned: "Take the time to go to the hospital for a check-up. You are a little thinner than normal."

"I've been there." Lin Yang received his phone and stuffed it into his suit pocket before saying: "It's nothing big, if you are as busy as I am, you have to be thin." Lin Yang felt helpless.

Before Lin Yan’s accident, he needed to manage the foreign industry, and the company of Lin’s family in China also wanted him to take the place. His father had just passed away and the funeral was not finished. Those uncles and uncles who couldn’t get rid of it were like flies. I can’t wait. Want to come up for a piece of the pie.

However, at this time, several projects in the company went wrong one after another. He moved around the wine tables to find relationships. These days, he was busy like a spinning top, either on the train or on the plane. How could he not be thin.

Feng Jin suggested: "Lin Yan's foreign industries, or you can sell them. This way you can also relax."

Lin Yang was silent for a moment, and said: "I always want to keep him, in case he can wake up."

Feng Jin wanted to say something, but Lin Yang interrupted him, his expression relaxed; "Okay, don't worry. I'll go in and see Xiaoyan."

Lin Yang is very busy, and the phone call hasn't stopped for almost a moment. He came out with his phone within a few minutes after entering the bedroom: "You are here? Why don't you notify me in advance? I don't have time to pick you up now... So, I'll find someone past."

After he hung up, Feng Jin couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

Lin Yang looked a little embarrassed, "My cousin Jiang Zefei, I asked him to come and help me manage a few company projects. Originally it was tomorrow. I didn't expect the kid to come by himself in advance. I will have dinner right away. Time to pick him up at the airport..."

Feng Jin took the initiative: "I'll pick it up for you."

"you?"

"Well, he is also Lin Yan's cousin? Just let him come over and talk to Lin Yan."

Lin Yang smiled, "The two of them have never dealt with each other since they were young, and they quarreled as soon as they met, what can they say."

"That's right, if I wake Lin Yan, I have to thank him."

Feng Jin asked for Jiang Zefei's contact information from Lin Yang and drove to the airport to pick up people.

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The cousin appears, Lin Yan wakes up and counts down.