The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran rushed to the door of Baiyunjian. Before he got out of the car, he saw Lin Yang and Jinmocheng walking out from the door side by side.

Lin Yang wore a hat and lowered his head slightly, unable to see his expression clearly.

Jin Mocheng was beside him, happy.

That kind of joy, like the sun at noon, poking people's eyes hotly.

Fu Ran bit his teeth tightly.

He took a deep breath, pushed the car door, and squeezed his fist and walked to the front of Jin Mo City.

Lin Yang didn't even realize what was going on, and Jin Mocheng and Fu Ran were already fighting together.

"Let go, you all let me go!"

Lin Yang hurriedly pulled the two people.

Both Jin Mocheng and Fu Ran had red eyes, where they could take care of Lin Yang. I don't know who it was. In the chaos, they slapped Lin Yang's head with a muffled sound of "Boom one by one", and Lin Yang staggered. After two steps back, the peaked cap on his head was knocked out and dropped to the ground.

Both Jin Mocheng and Fu Ran stopped.

After a brief stupefaction, they all ran to Lin Yang in a panic.

"Xiaoyang, are you okay?"

"Where did you hit? Show me."

Jin Mocheng pushed Fu Ran away: "You hurt Xiao Yang, get out!"

Fu Ran: "You say it again, who hit Xiaoyang just now?"

Seeing that the two people were about to fight again, Lin Yang couldn't bear it, and one kicked him: "You are going to go to the police station to fight!"

Jin Mocheng hurriedly laughed, "Don't fight, don't fight, Xiaoyang, don't be angry."

Lin Yang will have surgery tomorrow. At this critical moment, there should not be too much fluctuation in his emotions.

"Xiaoyang, let's go back." Jin Mocheng glanced at Fu Ran, "Go back and try our wedding ring."

Fu Ran's brain exploded all at once, and his eyes were full of red blood: "What wedding ring?"

He stared at Lin Yang: "You and him are getting married, right?"

Lin Yang calmly pressed his hat on his head, and the sun cast a shadow on the brim of the hat, covering Lin Yang's apparently sickly pale face.

"Fu Ran, what are you going to do?"

Fu Ran gritted his teeth, "What's the matter with you and Jinmocheng? You count it with your fingers, you only came to apologize to me for a few days, so you need someone to accompany you so much, don't you?"

Lin Yang was exhausted: "Yes, I really need someone to accompany me."

He doesn’t know how tomorrow’s surgery will be, whether he will survive the operating table, and how will he recover after surgery

If he doesn't find someone to accompany him, he really can't hold it anymore.

He was afraid that he would die and there would be no one to collect the body.

Seeing that Lin Yang was not in good spirits, Jin Mocheng just wanted to rush him back to the hospital.

He stepped forward to support Lin Yang's thin shoulders, "Xiao Yang, let's go."

Lin Yang nodded.

Fu Ran rushed over and grabbed Lin Yang's arm: "I forgive you. Let's start again. You need someone to accompany you, and I will accompany you."

Fu Ran's eyes were red, "Xiao Yang, let's stop making trouble."

Jin Mocheng pulled Fu Ran's hand away, "Excuse me, Mr. Fu, Xiao Yang has already obtained a marriage certificate with me, I will stay with him, Xiao Yang doesn't need you to worry about it."

He still remembers how desolate and miserable Lin Yang walked out of Fu Ran's apartment that night.

He sent Lin Yang back to his home, and then went downstairs to buy Lin Yang hot porridge.

When he came back, Lin Yang was sitting pale in front of the coffee table writing a diary.

He wanted Lin Yang to lie down on the bed for a while, but Lin Yang refused.

He said that he wanted to have an operation quickly to get his body well, and then he would bow his head to admit his mistake with Fu Ran and chase him back.

Jin Mocheng was annoyed at that time.

"Aren't you bowing your head with him? He doesn't want your apology, Lin Yang, don't deceive yourself."

Lin Yang shook his head to defend Fu Ran.

It must be that his apology was not sincere enough.

Fu Ran hadn't calmed down yet.

He can go again.

Lin Yang became more confused as he spoke, Jin Mocheng could only put people into the bedroom, forcing him to eat and then sleep.

Lin Yang obediently finished the porridge.

When he walked out of the bedroom, Jin Mocheng heard Lin Yang's depressed cry.

The kind of low choking and whining, like a cub of a lonely beast, makes people feel distressed.

It was the first time that Jin Mocheng saw Lin Yang cry.

Lin Yang did not cry when he was diagnosed with stomach cancer, nor did he cry when he knew his condition had worsened.

Because Fu Ran, always strong and self-reliant, Lin Yang, who didn't even blink when the sky fell, cried.

That beast.

Before Jin Mocheng could ask what happened between the two people, Lin Yang left by himself early the next morning.

Jinmocheng couldn't find where Lin Yang was until Lin Yang appeared in the hospital.

But Lin Yang didn't stay in the hospital often, except for physical examinations, most of the time, he disappeared without a trace, and Jin Mocheng didn't know where he was.

Jin Mocheng couldn't not hate Fu Ran.

He couldn't wait to bite Fu Ran into pieces.

"Fu Ran, Xiaoyang and I are already legal husbands. Please stay away from my partner and harass him again. Don't blame me for being polite."

Fu Ran's eyes were blushing, his eyes swept back and forth on Lin Yang and Jin Mocheng several times, and his voice trembled, "I don't believe it."

"Why, do you need me to show you the marriage certificate?" Jin Mocheng smiled: "Hey, don't tell me, I'm really awkward."

Jin Mocheng took out a marriage certificate from his pocket, held it between his fingers, and shook it braggingly in front of Fu Ran.

Fu Ran's eyes were visibly stained red again.

The fist on his side was trembling constantly.

Lin Yang pulled Jinmocheng behind: "You go back first."

Jin Mocheng frowned: "No way"

Lin Yang interrupted him with a strong tone: "Go to the hospital and wait for me first, I will settle the matter."

Jin Mocheng took a deep breath and glanced at Fu Ran, and finally lifted his leg to leave.

Lin Yang walked to Fu Ran, "I don't want to quarrel with you in a place like this. Let's go talk in the car."

In the narrow carriage, the breath of two people came and went one after another.

Fu Ran's throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and his heart was sore.

"Why do you want to get a certificate from Jinmo City?"

Fu Ran hit the steering wheel with a fist.

"I can comfort myself when you marry a woman. What about Jinmocheng? What is the difference between him and Laozi? Can he have children or something?"

Lin Yang leaned his head on the seat, "Fu Ran, what do you want? I have already knelt down with you and apologized. If you don't accept it, why bother to provoke me."

"I didn't say no, I just said I was just too angry"

Lin Yang shook his head; "Fu Ran, I am not in the mood to discuss this issue with you again. Can you wait for me for half a month?"

Fu Ran was suddenly angry: "You are married to Jin Mocheng! Is there any difference between half a month and now?"

"What do you want?"

Fu Ran's eyes were cold: "Divorce, go through the divorce procedures with him now, you want someone to accompany you, I will accompany you."

"Wait for half a month."

Fu Ran's eyes were red again: "I can't wait! I'm going crazy when I think of you and Jinmocheng's name written on a household registration book."

Lin Yang frowned: "Fu Ran, I'm a little unwell lately, can you stop forcing me? Just half a month, wait for me to get better."

"Bad health?" Fu Ran sneered, "Are you suffering from depression or cancer?"

Lin Yang's pupils suddenly stiffened, and even his body stopped.

My heart is numb at first, and then there is dense pain.

Lin Yang lowered his head and laughed weirdly; "Yes, I have both depression and cancer, I may not survive."

Fu Ran suddenly held Lin Yang's head and gritted his teeth: "How come you have so many reasons to divorce you? Are you still depressed? You can also get depression for such a heartless man?"

Lin Yang's breathing calmed down a little bit.

He waved Fu Ran's hand away and smiled palely: "Who knows?"

Fu Ran: "Are you divorced or not?"

"I said, I can't live without it now!"

The Civil Affairs Bureau is off work at this point. He is going to have an operation tomorrow. Will he crawl over to get a divorce?

Lin Yang pulled Fu Ran aside and reached for the cart door.

"Fu Ran, I'm really not in good health recently. I'm going back to the hospital. If you have anything to do, wait half a month before contacting me."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the door to get out of the car. As soon as he touched the ground with one foot, he was rudely pulled in by Fu Ran.

"Bang!" The car door was slammed heavily.

Fu Ran's eyes were full of intense anger: "Okay, then don't want to go anywhere in the past half a month!"

Fu Ran took Lin Yangbu to an apartment in his suburbs.

He rummaged through the boxes, found a pair of handcuffs, and buckled Lin Yang on the bed.

Lin Yang: "Let me go!"

Fu Ran gritted his teeth: "If you divorce, I will let you go immediately."

He couldn't let Lin Yang go back to Jinmo City, they got the certificate, they would kiss, they would go to bed.

Lin Yang belongs to him alone, from 18 to 30 years old, all by him.

He doesn't allow anyone to interfere with his Xiaoyang.

Fu Ran: "Don't you have to wait for half a month? Then you will wait slowly with me. When you and Jin Mocheng divorce, we will get the certificate, Xiao Yang, I will treat you as before, and we will start again. "

Lin Yang's breathing was heavy, and his chest rose and fell sharply, "Fu Ran, let me go, I am going to the hospital for surgery tomorrow."

Fu Ran directly blocked Lin Yang's mouth, he bit Lin Yang's lips fiercely, panting heavily, and said viciously in a low voice: "Don't make any more excuses. I won't let you go. Don't even think about it. Lie to me and never think about it."

Lin Yang grabbed Fu Ran by the hair: "Fu Ran, do you care if I am dead?"

Fu Ran sneered: "Yes, you, a man who marries someone else at every turn, should have died a long time ago."

Lin Yang's pupils were a little confused.

He stared at Fu Ran's eyes, laughed hoarsely, then let go of Fu Ran, like a kite with a broken string, and fell on the bed.

Fu Ran separated his legs and squeezed himself in.

Lin Yang frowned uncomfortably and snorted.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin Yang's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

As soon as he saw the three words Jinmocheng, Fu Ran burst into flames. He glanced at Lin Yang, who was shrinking on the bed, covered in hickeys, and then turned his hand off and locked it into the cabinet.

Five minutes later, the call from Jin Mocheng reached Fu Ran.

Fu Ran walked outside the bedroom, "Hello?"

"Fu Ran, where is Xiaoyang?"