The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jin Mocheng took out this wedding photo and threw it to Gu Qingrang: "It's just right."

Gu Qing asked to open the marriage certificate and glanced down, his tongue straightened out of fright.

He also has this stamped marriage certificate. This is a genuine marriage certificate!

What exactly is going on?

When did Lin Yang marry Jinmocheng?

Without waiting for Gu Qing to see clearly, Jin Mocheng took two steps forward, took the marriage certificate back, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He turned around and took two steps, but as if thinking of something, he turned around and handed something to Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qing let her head look down

That is a ring.

He is very familiar with the ring.

It was the wedding ring that Fu Ran personally wore on Lin Yang's hand on the day when Lin Yang proposed to marry him.

Jin Mocheng curled his lips, his eyes were cold, "Help me return it to Fu Ran, he is not qualified to put a ring on Xiao Yang."

Jinmocheng left.

After a while, Lin Yan walked out of the ward with a cold complexion.

Jin Mocheng took away Lin Yang's body, and Lin Yan had a big fight with the hospital.

Later, Lin Yan calmed down on his own and walked aside to call Jinmocheng.

Jin Mocheng's voice was a little tired on the phone.

"Your brother contacted me last night."

Lin Yan's heart tightened: "What did my brother say?"

"He said he felt he couldn't last too long, and he wanted me to come to the hospital today to help him with his funeral. He left a suicide note, and I sent it to your phone. Is it your brother's handwriting? I think you should recognize it. "

Lin Yan bit his lip and withdrew to read the suicide note sent by Jin Mocheng.

Lin Yang's suicide note is very short.

There are only two simple lines.

[I, Lin Yang, do not hold a farewell ceremony for the remains after death. I will be cremated as soon as possible. The funeral will be held by Jinmocheng. All funeral matters will be held in a low-key manner. I am grateful for everyone I met in this life. Thank you. 】

At the bottom, there is a separate explanation for Lin Yan.

[Xiaoyan, take good care of my mother, and live a good life with Feng Jin, my brother left first. 】

Lin Yan's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Jin Mocheng's voice floated out of the phone again: "I just follow Xiaoyang's last wish before his death."

Lin Yan's throat was astringent: "I see."

Jin Mocheng: "I've been to see Xiaoyang. He walked very peacefully. I was on the way to Hekou Funeral Home. I will notify you when the funeral is arranged, Xiao Yan, and keep in touch."

Lin Yan and Jin Mocheng used a phone call and quickly stood on the united front.

This incident involved Lin Yang's family affairs, even though Gu Qingrang felt that Fu Ran was pitiful at the moment, he couldn't help saying much.

What's more, he was still someone who knew the inside story, and couldn't let go of his grudge against Fu Ran.

After Lin Yan and Feng Jin left, Gu Qingrang also left.

Jiang Yichen was frightened by Fu Ran's "wait for me", and stayed in the hospital to look at Fu Ran.

Fu Ran held his head and shrank in the corner motionlessly until the sunset.

Jiang Yichen saw that it was no way for him to continue like this, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll take you home. Your parents have made a lot of calls."

Fu Ran still held his head motionlessly.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "Lin Yang didn't shed a single tear in the pain he was alive, just don't want you to be like this after he left, Fu Ran, don't live up to Lin Yang's good intentions, he will pave the way for you to death."

Fu Ran's shoulder quivered slightly.

Finally there was movement.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes were scary red silk.

He leaned on the wall and slowly stood up.

Then silently, he began to tidy up Lin Yang's relics in the ward.

He took out Lin Yang's clothes one by one from the cabinet.

While stacking, tears fell down "click".

He was trying his best to endure his crying, his teeth biting hard, his lower lip was bitten into a pale blue.

Folding Lin Yang's clothes and putting them in the box, Fu Ran then put Lin Yang's shoes together.

Jiang Yichen couldn't stand it any longer, his breath was heavy: "I'll go out and wait for you, you can clean up slowly, don't worry."

There are a lot of things in the ward, most of which are daily necessities, just throw them away.

But Fu Ran couldn't bear it.

He put all the towels, toothbrushes, and razors used by Xiaoyang in the bag, and took them back carefully.

On the bedside cabinet, there are still the apples he bought last night.

Fu Ran picked up one, placed it on his lips, and took a light bite.

The sweet taste spread along the tip of the tongue.

Fu Ran smiled pale, "It's very sweet, Xiao Yang, why don't you leave without tasting it?"

Fu Ran mixed with tears and ate the whole apple before he started to tidy up the things on the cabinet.

When he saw the cup of the yellow duckling, Fu Ran's tears finally couldn't help but burst into his eyes.

Xiao Yang, who disliked the cup so much, still brought it to his side.

Fu Ran held the cup tightly, crying like a abandoned child.

Not long ago, he sent Xiao Yang into this ward with hope, but now, he wants to leave these cold lifeless objects alone.

Xiaoyang

Why.

Didn’t you say that you will grow old when you are done?

Jiang Yichen sent Fu Ran back to his home.

He had to take care of Lin Yang's funeral, so he mixed Fu Ran's cup with two sleeping pills, forcing him to sleep.

He also urged Fu's father and mother to pay more attention to Fu Ran, in case Fu Ran can't think of it.

When Fu Ran woke up, it was already the next morning.

The sun was shining outside, and it was a good day.

Fu Ran was stunned for a while before he suddenly remembered something and hurried downstairs.

Mother Fu saw her son and said anxiously: "Xiao Ran, where are you going?"

Fu Ran panicked and changed his shoes, and blamed: "Mom, why don't you wake me up, it's ten o'clock, I haven't cooked for Xiaoyang yet, what should I do if he is hungry..."

Mother Fu had some fear in her eyes, "Son, Xiao Yang, he is gone."

Fu Ran's shoulders stiffened.

Mother Fu came over, her voice hoarse: "Xiao Ran, I know you are uncomfortable, I have long regarded Xiao Yang as a son, you"

Fu Ran was pale, and smiled softly: "Mom, I went to the hospital to see Xiao Yang."

"Fu Ran!"

Fu Ran walked out of the house in a mess, he didn't know where to go, he just felt that the air in the house was suffocating him.

He thought he could catch his breath when he ran out, but no matter where he went, the dull feeling of pinching his neck was always overwhelming, pressing him tightly.

Fu Ran walked aimlessly, turning around the world like a headless fly.

At night, like a wandering soul, he returned home in a muddle-headed manner.

Mother Fu's eyes were red: "Xiao Ran, let's have some dinner."

Fu Ran's voice was hoarse: "I have no appetite, I will go back to the room first."

"Xiao Ran, if you haven't eaten anything for a day, your stomach will break."

Fu Ran's face was numb, "If it breaks, it will be broken. Xiao Yang is so strong, and his stomach is so painful that he trembles all over, hiding in the quilt and crying. Why should I be fine?"

Mother Fu burst into tears: "Son, don't do this, if something happens to you, what do you tell your dad and me to do?"

Fu Ran walked back upstairs heavily.

With a "bang──" the door was closed.

Fu Ran kept himself in the room all day long, unwilling to see or communicate with others.

He went to Lin Yang's funeral, and when he returned, he was in a daze holding an old Lokia mobile phone.

Jiang Yichen came almost every day to talk to Fu Ran.

Fu Ran was silent most of the time, and only when he talked about Lin Yang, would Fu Ran react slightly.

"The data in the phone, I will think of a way to see if I can find someone to restore it."

Fu Ran shook his head: "I can't recover."

He almost searched all the people in the whole city who might be able to recover cell phone data, hackers, repair shops, and he even knelt down to his boss.

But still unable to retrieve those photos with Xiaoyang.

"I can't find it, it's all gone."

Jiang Yichen frowned, "I will do Lin Yan's work."

Fu Ran's eyes trembled slightly.

Yes, Lin Yan must keep a backup of those photos.

Fu Ran got up from the ground and called Lin Yan.

Lin Yan's voice was very impatient on the phone.

"Something wrong?"

"Lin Yan, how can you give me Xiaoyang's picture?"

Lin Yan sneered: "Didn't I tell you? I deleted all the photos."

"Lin Yan, you can do anything you want me to do. As long as you give me the photo, I promise you everything." Fu Ran's voice trembled, "Please, Lin Yan. One is good, one is fine."

Lin Yan smiled, "Then why don't you go directly to see my brother's death photo?"

Fu Ran's face froze in an instant, and his heart throbbed severely because of the word "photograph".

"Lin Yan, I beg you."

Lin Yan was silent for a while before finally speaking, "Well, for the sake of you begging me, see you in Dongcheng Lake at ten o'clock tonight. Oh, yes, you are here alone."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Ran smiled excitedly at Jiang Yichen: "Lin Yan asked me to meet at ten tonight, and he promised to give me Xiaoyang's picture."

Jiang Yichen knew that Lin Yan was not so kind, and he was a little worried: "I will go with you."

"No, I'll go by myself. One hour, you can go back. I'm fine."

Jiang Yichen sighed: "Okay, what's the matter, you find me."

Ten p.m.

This city ushered in the first winter snow of the year.

Fu Ran hurried to Dongcheng Lake, but did not find Lin Yan.

He looked around the lake, but Lin Yan was still missing.

Fu Ran's breathing was heavy, he was afraid that Lin Yan would go back, so he hurriedly called Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan, I'm here, how about you?"

Lin Yan's voice was lazy, "I arrived early. It was too cold and you didn't come again, so I left."

Lin Yan laughed twice, his tone full of sarcasm: "But it doesn't matter, I left you things, my brother's photos and videos, I have all stored in a red USB flash drive."

Fu Ran was short of breath: "Where is the USB?"

"U disk, I threw it into the lake, the area at the front entrance."

Fu Ran's shoulders froze instantly.

Lin Yan sneered, "You can go down and fish slowly, Master Fu."