The Actor Wants to Divorce

"Fu..."

As soon as Jiang Yichen spoke, Fu Ran had already stood up.

He pressed his finger to his lips and made a "silence" motion.

Then gently pulled Lin Yang up the quilt.

Lin Yang wanted to be strong, and Fu Ran knew that he would not want to be seen what he is like now, and then stretched out his hand to draw the curtain, and then took Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen out of the ward.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "I heard Alang say that Lin Yang's situation is not very good, what is going on?"

Fu Ran was very confused, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

Gu Qing was anxious: "Hey, what are you pretending to be dead, what happened to Brother Yang?"

Fu Ran was already numb from the pain.

From the time he learned that Lin Yang was sick to the present day and night, he didn't know how he got through it, and how he forced himself to accept this fact.

Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen's questioning was like chasing a sharp sword into his heart.

Every time he tells someone that "Xiao Yang has stomach cancer", his heart will be torn apart once.

Fu Ran's throat trembled: "Xiaoyang, he has stomach cancer."

Jiang Yichen and Gu Qing changed their expressions.

Fu Ran clenched his teeth: "It's already late."

In the late period, Brother Nayang

Gu Qingrang suddenly tightened Jiang Yichen's arm.

He shook his head in disbelief: "How could it be done like this?"

Jiang Yichen was still calm. While he patted Gu Qingrang, he looked at Fu Ran: "You have always been in contact with Lin Yang. He has such a serious illness. Have you never noticed it? "

Fu Ran smiled bitterly: "I killed him like this for an hour."

"this is not your fault."

Fu Ran's teeth trembled: "It's my fault."

"I knew he was bankrupted by me and was in debt, but I still forced him to pay back the money. He is so strong and eats cold bread a day.

A hundred and a hundred people have to return the money to me"

"He knew that he was sick, and he even asked others to borrow the surgery fee in a low voice. Not only did I not help him, I also kept him at home and prevented him from seeing a doctor."

Fu Ran breathed heavily and smiled miserably.

"I killed it all, I'm going to kill Xiao Yang."

Both Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen were shocked.

It was Fu Ran who was born in Jiang Yichen. After learning the truth of the matter, he couldn't justify Fu Ran with a single word.

How could Fu Ran be so stupid about life matters!

Gu Qing yanked Jiang Yichen's clothes: "Can I hit him?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes turned red, and he squeezed his fists: "I want to pump him too."

With permission, Gu Qing slapped Fu Ran unceremoniously on the face.

Fu Ran's face was slapped, and there were five clear finger prints on his fair face.

Gu Qing let her pinch his numb hand and looked at Fu Ran coldly: "A dog that is not as good as a beast."

Fu Ran was silent, and blood gradually leaked from the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Yichen rubbed Gu Qingrang's red palm, and Gu Qing retracted his hand, "I'm going to see Brother Yang."

After speaking, he turned his toes and entered the ward.

Looking at Fu Ran's gray face, Jiang Yichen took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Confiscated from Agen."

Fu Ran shook his head: "Xiao Yang doesn't like the smell of smoke, he will feel uncomfortable if he smells it."

Jiang Yichen took the cigarette case back and looked at him: "What are you going to do?"

Fu Ran: "I won't give up. I want to perform surgery on Xiao Yang. As you know, chemotherapy can only prolong Xiao Yang's life. It cannot cure him."

Jiang Yichen: "You can listen to the doctor's arrangement."

Fu Ran's eye sockets were red; "The doctor would not allow Xiaoyang to undergo surgery, and Rulang would not allow it. Why not let Xiaoyang be cured after the operation."

Jiang Yichen's heart was chilled as he listened to Fu Ran's intermittent sobs.

This pitiful little bit of psychological comfort and self-paralysis was already Fu Ran's last support.

Lin Yang didn't actually sleep too deeply. When Jiang Yichen and Gu Qing came, he was already awake.

"Clean, you are here."

Gu Qing asked trot to the bed, held Lin Yang, and frowned: "Brother Yang, don't move, I just come to see you, you just lie down."

Lin Yang lifted the quilt, curled his lips and chuckled, "I will get moldy if I lie down again."

Seeing Gu Qing's worried eyes, Lin Yang explained: "I'm fine now, but I just finished chemotherapy, and people are a little uncomfortable."

Gu Qing pumped his heart: "Chemotherapy is uncomfortable, isn't it?"

How can Brother Yang stand it?

Lin Yang chuckled: "It's okay. It's more comfortable than a gastroscope. I really don't want to do that."

Gu Qing made him think of himself. The last time he had an inexplicable nosebleed, he was scared to death. Fortunately, there was no major incident in the end. So far, thinking about it, he can be scared and sweaty.

Lin Yang could still laugh.

Gu Qing made his heart muffled and breathless.

Lin Yang untied his hospital gown, turned his back, and went to change his clothes.

He is already very thin and thin, with a thin waist, arms that are not like a normal man, and the butterfly bones protruding from the shoulder blades. In the afterglow of the evening, there is a kind of withered beauty.

What a good person, strong, independent, and so dazzling.

But to leave this autumn.

Gu Qing suddenly tightened his heart, "Brother Yang, aren't you afraid?"

Lin Yang tidied his clothes, folded the bed neatly, and sat down a little tired in front of Gu Qingran.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Fu Ran will do something stupid if I am gone."

Gu Qing was taken aback, sat down beside Lin Yang, frowned and said: "When is the time, you still think about it for him."

Lin Yang smiled: "I can only tell you this, and keep it secret for me."

Gu Qing let his mind nodded solemnly: "Yeah."

Lin Yang's tone was a little solemn: "When Fu Ran and I have come to this point, both parties are responsible. I am dying and there is no time to go through the old things about tangerine peel and rotten rice. I have always felt that I have stomach cancer as a retribution. Xiaoyan was so bad for Feng Jin in the past, our Lin family will have to pay the price."

Gu Qing frowned: "Brother Yang, don't think so."

Lin Yang; "Xiao Yan just woke up, his personality is impulsive, if you can let him know about Fu Ran's affairs, don't let him know, I'm gone, Lin's family will have to rely on him. I'm afraid he will know. What silly things will be done."

Gu Qing made his nose sore, and his hands sweated coldly: "Brother Yang, don't make it as if you are confessing the funeral. If you really have something, what will Fu Ran do?

what. "

"I will talk to Yichen about Fu Ran. He will definitely feel uncomfortable in the six months after I leave, but life is always very long. After three years and five years, over time, he will always forget me and wait for him to meet the new The person you like, it doesn’t matter who I am."

Gu Qing made her heart sore.

"Brother Yang, are you serious?"

What new people like, what doesn’t matter

If it was him, he would never be so generous.

When he died, he had to drag Fu Ran to the funeral.

Lin Yang picked up his coat and said, "Okay, I want to go out for shopping, don't you see me with such an expression, I am very guilty of making me feel guilty."

As soon as Lin Yang came out of the ward, Fu Ran walked over immediately, pulling Lin Yang's hand nervously, "Xiao Yang, why did you come out?"

"I'm bored and want to go out and stroll around."

Fu Ran was short of breath and wanted to drag Lin Yang into the ward: "No, Xiao Yang, you immediately go back to the bed and lie down."

Lin Yang was impatient: "I haven't gotten seriously ill yet! I will have time to lie down in bed in the future!"

Fu Ran's shoulders suddenly stiffened.

Lin Yang pushed him away, raised his foot and left: "I am so bored, I will be back later."

Jiang Yichen looked at Fu Ran Leng at the same place, gritted his teeth: "Why are you standing stupid? Why don't you go after it!"

Fu Ran just woke up like a dream, and hurried to chase Lin Yang.

Lin Yang stood at the gate of the hospital and took a deep breath.

After staying in the hospital for a long time, I only feel that there is a smell of formalin in the air.

Fu Ran panted and stopped beside him: "Xiaoyang, where are you going? I'll accompany you."

Lin Yang frowned: "Why are you so old and lingering? I can't let Laozi stay quiet for a while because I vomit at everything you see these days?"

Fu Ran smiled hardly: "I'm worried about your body. If you don't want to see me, I'll be behind you, 15 meters, absolutely not close to you, but don't drive me away, okay? Xiao Yang"

Fu Ran went to pull Lin Yang's clothes.

Lin Yang slapped his hand, "Get away."

Fu Ran immediately backed up a few steps, "I'll go, can't I go?"

Lin Yang turned his head and stared at him: "Do you have fifteen meters? The math and physical education teacher taught it?"

Fu Ran: "No, I won't see you at 15 meters, can I change it to 5 meters?"

Lin Yang raised his foot to leave: "Idiot."

Fu Ran was stunned for an instant.

The moment Lin Yang turned his head, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his eyes were bright.

He didn't know how long he hadn't seen Lin Yang's expression of genuine joy, which almost made Fu Ran cry with excitement.

He squeezed his fist and quickly followed Lin Yang's back.

Lin Yang did not go very far.

He ordered a bowl of congee in the snack shop near the hospital, and after the smashing, he went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of lilies.

Fu Ran hurried over: "Boss, help me wrap a bunch of roses."

Lin Yang: "What are you doing?"

Fu Ran smiled: "Send you."

"It's not a festival or a day, where do you play?"

Fu Ran: "I will give it to you every day from now on."

To be sent to Xiaoyang when he was eighty or ninety years old.

The boss quickly wrapped a bouquet of 19 red roses.

Fu Ran took it, paid the money, and handed it to Lin Yang, cautiously: "Brother Yang, take it."

Lin Yang curled his lips, turned his head and left without picking it up.

"Brother Yang!"

Fu Ran hurried to catch up and circled Lin Yang: "Brother Yang, you take it."

Lin Yang joked: "I'm married, do you want to hook up a married man so blatantly?"

"I know you and Jinmocheng are fake!" Fu Ran stepped forward, carefully and stubbornly stuffing the flowers into Lin Yang's hand: "You take it, take it, Brother Yang"

Lin Yang threw the flowers to Fu Ran with a look of disgust, and walked away.

Fu Ran's eyes darkened, his face full of disappointment.

Xiaoyang didn't even collect his flowers

Fu Ran bit his lip, his heart aching.

Lin Yang turned his head to look at him, slowly: "Go back and find a vase to put it in and put it in the ward."

Fu Ran's eyes lit up one by one, and he ran to Lin Yang quickly: "Brother Yang, you have taken my flowers!"