The Actor Wants to Divorce

"Little Jin..."

Feng Jinchong nodded, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Without looking at Lin Yan, he lifted his foot away.

Lin Yan wanted to chase him unwillingly, an arm suddenly blocked him and stopped him.

Lin Yan stared at Jiang Zefei with blushing eyes: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Zefei sighed: "Lin Yan, what are you doing? Didn't you even want to ignore you without seeing someone Feng Jin?"

Lin Yan took a deep breath, pushed Jiang Zefei away, eyes blushing, and sneered: "It's not your turn to interrupt me and Xiao Jin."

Jiang Zefei shrugged, "I just think that the act of stalking is really annoying. Feng Jin doesn't want to have any relationship with you anymore, Lin Yan, you disappear quietly, okay?"

Lin Yan smiled even colder: "What are you? When I met him, what happened to you?"

Jiang Zefei walked over, stretched out his hand and gently patted the ashes on his clothes, teasing his tone: "Lin Yan, I really haven't known Feng Jin for as long as you have known, but what about that? Feng Jin has even seen you now. I feel disgusting, but I can be with him openly."

The redness at the end of Lin Yan's eyes has worsened by three points.

As if someone pinched his neck, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

Jiang Zefei's words were like a poisonous sharp blade, stabbing the soft flesh in his heart with a single knife.

He clenched his teeth and looked at him word by word: "Jiang Zefei, you sincerely want to tear your face with me, don't you?"

Jiang Zefei smiled: "Brother, look at what you said, we are the brothers who broke the bones and the tendons, how could I tore my face with you. I just think that since Feng Jin has already let go of you, you are old. Is it to disturb his life, don't you feel a bit selfish?"

He helped Lin Yan arrange his clothes: "Feng Jin has sacrificed so much for you, why are you embarrassed to tie his life together? If you really like him, you should let him free. Give him to me, Don't worry, I will treat him well for you."

Lin Yan sneered sarcastically, "You?"

Jiang Zefei was startled.

Lin Yan slowly walked to the side, his dark pupils staring at Jiang Zefei's face: "Actually, I have something to ask you."

"You just ask."

Lin Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, and a bit of danger and hostility spread silently in the darkness.

"The day I woke up, were you in that room with the fire?"

Jiang Zefei paused, then shrugged: "So what?"

Lin Yan sneered, "You know, Feng Jin was sleeping on the second floor when the fire broke out. Have you ever thought of coming up to rescue him?"

Jiang Zefei gritted his teeth: "Of course, I..."

"What a fart!" Lin Yan's chest was violently ups and downs, and his eyes were full of dense red threads. He stared at Jiang Zefei, wishing to drill a hole in him: "If you really want to save him, how can you? A man ran out! He was on the second floor, and you almost died because of the cigarette you smoked, but you threw him there."

In fact, he has been thinking about why Miao Jiu, who was in a coma, would wake up in such a fire.

At that time, he seemed to be having a dream. Feng Jinzheng in the dream was walking towards the edge of the tall building step by step. He felt a deep fear in the dream. He wanted to catch him, and he couldn't let Feng Jin get hurt.

Perhaps it was this sentient dream that forced him to wake up in the fire.

If he did not wake up, Jiang Zefei ran away again, and Feng Jin would probably not be able to get out.

Jiang Zefei tried his best to defend himself, his neck became red, "I have already hit 119, and at that time..."

Jiang Zefei was startled and sneered, "Lin Yan, are you suspecting that I don't like to be promoted?"

Lin Yan stared at him, "You love Feng Jin, but you love yourself more."

It's useless to talk like it on the lips, no matter how enthusiastic it is.

The instinctive reaction between life and death is the most real.

Jiang Zefei stared at Lin Yan, was silent for a long time, and then smiled gently.

"Don’t struggle, Lin Yan, I don’t have so much time to discuss with you who would like to be promoted better. Even if you don’t want to, I’m the one who’s with Feng Jin now, and you...it’s past tense. Up."

Lin Yan clenched his fists little by little.

Jiang Zefei walked to him, lowered his voice, and said one word in his ear: "I will live in your old apartment, sleep on your bed with him, and rub away the memory of you and him a little bit. Instead of you, eat with him, watch TV together, hug him, kiss him, make love to him..."

Lin Yan's pupils suddenly tightened.

He could no longer control his anger, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Zefei by the collar and pressed him to the wall.

There was a "bang __".

There was violent pain behind Jiang Zefei.

He just frowned, Lin Yan's fist rubbed against the stirring whirlwind, and slammed at him one by one.

Jiang Zefei avoided subconsciously, but the bridge of his nose was still rubbed by his fist.

Warm blood flowed out in an instant.

Lin Yan stared at him viciously like a lion whose tie was invaded by someone, "You dare to move him."

Jiang Zefei looked at Lin Yan, the provocation and teasing in his eyes dissipated a little bit, and then suddenly became innocent and somewhat fearful in the next second.

He covered his nose and frowned, "Brother, if you have something to say, how can you hit someone... Feng Jin doesn't want to talk to you, it's not my fault..." Lin Yan was slightly startled when he saw his face change instantly.

In the next second, he seemed to understand something and glanced back subconsciously.

Feng Jin stood three or four meters away behind him, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Lin Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

"Little Jin..."

He instantly released his hand and let go of Jiang Zefei who was against the wall by him, his eyes were panic.

"me"

Feng Jin looked at him with a loss of tone, "Lin Yan, do you only use your fists to solve problems now? Or do you think you haven't been in bed long enough?"

Lin Yan's shoulders froze.

"When did you become so violent..."

Feng Jin sighed and stopped talking to him. He walked to Jiang Zefei's side, "Is it all right?"

Jiang Zefei clutched his **** nose and frowned, "It hurts, it hurts, Feng Jin."

Feng Jin: "I will accompany you to the hospital."

Jiang Zefei glanced at Lin Yan with his left light. He was already pale and his eyes were red.

Jiang Zefei followed Feng Jin and walked two steps before turning around to show Lin Yan a victor's smile.

Lin Yan stood quietly on the spot, looking at Feng Jin's background further and further.

It wasn't until he couldn't see it anymore that Lin Yan collapsed and sat on the steps.

His eye sockets were flushed, his brows were tightened, and his expression was aggrieved. At the end of the autumn night, he was like an abandoned pet, unable to find his way home.

Feng Jin accompanied Jiang Zefei to the hospital. Jiang Zefei's nose was not serious, but the damage to the Microsoft organization was slight. It would be fine to go back and raise it for ten days.

Jiang Zefei stared at his face in the mirror, frowning, "Fortunately, there is no shame, otherwise it would be ugly."

Feng Jin hesitated, but still said, "Zefei, when will you move out from me?"

Jiang Zefei was startled, and looked at Feng Jin with some puzzlement, "What's the matter?"

Feng Jin's expression was unnatural: "Lin Yan is already awake, you don't need to live with me anymore. You can take care of him for me. You... also have your own things to do, right?"

Jiang Zefei panicked, he hurriedly walked to Feng Jin's face: "Why are you driving me away? Don't you want to live with me?"

Feng Jin sighed: "Ze Fei, I told you clearly a long time ago that I will never be with Lin Yan again, nor with Lin Yan's brother."

"Then don't treat me as Lin Yan's younger brother." Jiang Zefei was angry: "I am his younger brother, and this is not my choice. Feng Jin, you are too unfair to me. Just because I am him. Brother, don't you give me a chance?"

Feng Jin looked even more embarrassed. He was silent for a long time before he said: "The relationship between me and Lin Yan has made me exhausted. Jiang Zefei, I have no plans to start the next relationship, do you understand?"

Jiang Zefei nodded: "It's okay, I can wait."

Feng Jin frowned.

Jiang Zefei smiled, "I understand what you mean. I will move out tomorrow. When you are ready to enter a new relationship, I will come back."

The next day, Jiang Zefei moved out of Feng Jin's apartment.

Feng Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

He applied for an adult admissions exam for a university, and in October of this year, Feng Jin entered the school successfully.

Feng Jin is not an ambitious person. He wanted to be a student, find an ordinary job, and live an ordinary life.

Lin Yan pulled him into such a world.

Now, he finally got away, just want to do something he likes.

On the first day of enrollment, Feng Jin caused a sensation among all the students of N University.

Almost all female classmates of the school ran over to watch the big star who had quit the entertainment circle.

The elective classroom of "World History" selected by Feng Jin was full of seats, and there was no empty seat.

Of course, coming to class is not the purpose, watching the big stars in class, that's the most important thing.

Wearing a mask, Feng Jin opened his textbook, and no matter how hot the eyes fell on him, he quietly waited for the teacher to come to class.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Jin suddenly heard a familiar voice from his side.

"Excuse me, this classmate, can you give me a seat?"

Feng Jin was frightened by the sound, and he turned his head busy and looked over one by one.

Lin Yan was leaning on crutches, speaking to a female classmate next to him.

The female classmate finally squeezed to Feng Jin's side, so she hesitated how she was willing to let this treasure out.

Lin Yan sighed: "Classmate, you see that my legs are like this. Are you embarrassed to grab a seat with the disabled with my legs and feet?"

The female classmate blushed, got up quickly and gave up her seat to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan said "thank you" and then sat down beside Feng Jin.

He curled his lips and asked Feng Jin: "This is a history class?"

Feng Jin frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Study."

Feng Jin: "You don't even know what class it is..."

Lin Yan smiled: "I won't know in a moment. By the way, I didn't bring the book. Could you please read a copy with me."

Feng Jin was silent for a while, then gently pushed his history book between the two.

─Class, two hours, Lin Yan dragged his chin and stared in Feng Jin's direction.

Feng Jin was staring uncomfortably, lowered his voice, and said angrily: "Are you looking at me or reading a book?"

Lin Yan smiled, lowered his head to read the history book, then picked up the pen and drew a little love on the book.

Feng Jin: "..."

─For the entire class, Feng Jin endured all kinds of harassment from the "handicapped" around him, or else he was still in class, Feng Jin could smash the book on his head and make him roll.

Finally it was the end of get out of class. As soon as the teacher announced the end of get out of class, Feng Jin was surrounded by girls.

"Feng Jin, add a WeChat?"

"Feng Jin, leave a contact information, everyone will be classmates in the future."

"Can I ask you questions that I won't be able to do in the future?"

Feng Jin blushed and took out his mobile phone to exchange contact information with the girls.

Lin Yan clenched his teeth, stood up against the table, reached out and brought Feng Jin over one by one.

"Hey, my classmates, I'm sorry, Feng Jin is going to take me to the bathroom. Contact information, let's talk about it next time.

"Won't you go there by yourself?"

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows: "Please, this lady, I'm an epileptic. The toilet is on the third floor. How can I get up?"

Lin Yan put Feng Jin's things into his backpack, and lazily threw it on his shoulder.

Pulling Feng Jin, "Let's go, I can't hold it anymore."

So everyone watched the "handicapped" and abducted Feng Jinyu at a speed that could not cover his ears.

Everyone:

What about the inconvenience of legs and feet?

What's wrong with this running faster than a rabbit?

Lin Yan dragged Feng Jin all the way out of the classroom.

Feng Jincai finally couldn't help but pushed him away.

"Lin Yan, what are you going to do?"

Lin Yan lowered his head and looked innocent: "I really want to go to the toilet."

Feng Jin gritted his teeth: "Your legs are obviously fine."

Lin Yan paused, then coughed gently twice, and the roots of his ears were red: "Then...between classmates, go to the bathroom together, isn't it right?

Is it regular? "

Feng Jin looked at him coldly.

Lin Yan was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang.

He put the phone near his ear, and then his face was extremely pale in an instant.

─Minutes later, Lin Yan dullly put the phone out of his ear.

Feng Jin frowned: "I'm leaving now."

Lin Yan's eye sockets were red, and he slowly sat on the stone steps on the side of the road, bit his teeth, and his shoulders trembled violently.

Feng Jin's Adam's apple rolled: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, Lin Yan, I won't believe you anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

Feng Jin took a dozen steps without hearing the footsteps behind him, so he subconsciously looked back one by one.

Lin Yan was still sitting there for an instant, his head was deeply lowered, and his shoulders trembled violently.

Feng Jin gave a "gawk" in his heart.

Lin Yan cried.

What happened?

He thought of the phone call Lin Yan had just received, and a shadow fell over his heart.

Is it related to the phone call just now?

After he answered the call, his face was very ugly.

Feng Jin frowned and turned back quickly, "Lin Yan, are you okay?"

Lin Yan's throat overflowed with a low sob, and both hands hugged his head tightly.

Feng Jin became more anxious, he squatted down in front of Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan, is something wrong?"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and suddenly hugged Feng Jin in his arms.

Feng Jin was shocked, and subconsciously pushed him away: "You let go..."

Lin Yan choked, his head buried in his neck, his voice hoarse, "Xiao Jin, let me hold it for a while, it will be fine for a while.

"My brother...my brother is gone..."

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