The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran squeezed the phone tightly, his throat astringent.

Lin Yan: "Anything else to say?"

Fu Ran's breathing was heavy. He didn't plead with Lin Yan for anything, but just asked him: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Lin Yan: "No, but you have to go down and fish yourself."

Fu Ran turned around and glanced at Dongcheng Lake in the winter night.

This night, it's really cold.

After a long silence, Fu Ran hung up the phone without a sound.

He walked to the lake, took off his jacket, and threw the phone aside, then bent over and rolled up his trouser legs, step by step into the water.

The icy water slowly covered Fu Ran's calves, knees and then waist.

First, there was a momentary tingling, like the coolness of thousands of dense insects gnawing on the kneecap, and then there was numbness, knowing nothing.

The light was dim at night, and he sneaked into the bottom of the lake several times, but he couldn't see anything.

Finding a needle in a haystack is not easy talking about finding a small USB flash drive.

Fu Ran slowly exhausted his strength in the extreme cold and suffocation, and his body was soaked. The icy drops of water rolled down the end of his hair drop by drop. The temperature in the middle of the night was already below zero, and it was quickly on Fu Ran's eyebrows. A thin layer of ice condensed on top.

The exhaled heat lingered on his cheeks, and his lips had long been frozen and turned blue and purple, and they were shaking constantly.

He had never been so cold before, and this coolness reminded him of the day when Xiao Yang left.

That kind of touch made him feel terrified, and the biting cold air was like a cone of ice, smashing into his heart.

Xiaoyang did not leave him any photos.

When Lin Yang was hospitalized, he would always secretly take a few pictures with his mobile phone and store them in the mobile phone for a moment.

Lin Yang emptied all the photos in his mobile phone every night. Repeated this several times, Xiao Yang became angry, and he didn't dare to take any more pictures.

So far, he doesn't even have a picture to remember Xiao Yang.

Fu Ran's nose was sour, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

What should he do if he forgets Xiaoyang's appearance?

When Jiang Yichen arrived at Dongcheng Lake, Fu Ran was still groping for the USB flash drive with his head low in the water.

He couldn't contact Fu Ran all day, worried that something happened to him, and let people locate Fu Ran's cell phone.

When he found out that it was in Dongcheng Lake, he almost shook his hands in fright.

I'm afraid that if I am a step late, there will be an unnamed male corpse on Dongcheng Lake.

Jiang Yichen stood on the shore annoyed: "Fu Ran! Why are you crazy? Get out!"

Fu Ran raised his head when he heard the sound, his face pale, and his whole body could not help shaking, falling into a dog-like wolf.

"I look for something and I will go up when I find it."

Jiang Yichen had a psychological shadow on the lake in winter. He stood on the shore and snarled at Fu Ran, "Do you want to freeze yourself to death! What is more important than your life?"

Fu Ran shivered and showed a pale smile at Jiang Yichen: "Xiaoyang's photo. Lin Yan said that he put Xiaoyang's photo on the USB flash drive. The USB flash drive is in the water."

As he said, he lowered his head and fumbled at the bottom of the lake.

Jiang Yichen clenched his teeth secretly and scolded the idiot.

No matter where there were so many, he got into the water and dragged Fu Ran up.

Fu Ran struggled to rush into the lake.

Jiang Yichen couldn't bear it, and slapped Fu Ran fiercely.

Fu Ran's beaten face was deflected, and water droplets dart across his flushed cheeks.

"Can you use your brain? Lin Yan hates you to death. He will kindly give you Lin Yang's photos? You are foolishly jumping into the pit if you are playing tricks on you deliberately!"

Jiang Yichen packed up the things on the ground, and took Fu Ran away stiffly.

He stuffed Fu Ran into the car, turned on the air conditioner in the car, and found a blanket and threw it to Fu Ran.

"You go to my place tonight, if you go back like this, your parents will probably be scared to death when you see it."

Surrounded by heating, Fu Ran's whole body's consciousness still slowly recovered.

He was very uncomfortable. After the extreme cold, every cell in his body was clamouring for the pain from the needle.

"It's cold"

"Do you still know the cold? Do you want to become deaf like me?" Jiang Yichen wiped his body with a towel, frowned and sighed, "It made me scolded when I go back."

Ajan would be scared to death when he saw him like this.

Fu Ran murmured, "Xiao Yang should be cold too."

Jiang Chen's hand stiffened.

"He once approached me and wanted to subdue and apologize. I deliberately asked him to go to a particular place and made him wait at the door stupidly for one night. It was so cold that day. He was in poor health at that time. He came to me with a pale face, and I specifically asked Rulang his brother to come and show him the show with me, and kicked him out of the door."

Jiang Yichen: "What's the use of saying these now. If you feel sorry for Lin Yang, live well, don't make yourself like such a half-dead ghost. Lin Yang has just left and his bones are not cold. Don't let him stay in Jiuquan. No rest in peace."

Jiang Yichen returned to the apartment with Fu Ran.

Gu Qing was shocked when he looked at the two wet people.

Jiang Yichen didn't say anything, but drove Fu Ran to the guest room first before turning back to the master bedroom.

Gu Qingrang had helped Jiang Yichen find clean clothes. Seeing Jiang Yichen came back, he immediately got up and walked in front of him, reaching out to help Jiang Yichen unbutton his wet shirt.

"Amazing? What are you doing, acting as the Titanic?"

Jiang Yichen frowned: "I'm sorry, I worried you."

Gu Qing made the tips of his ears hot and pushed people into the bathroom: "Hurry up and take a bath. I will help you put the hot water away. I will help you and Fu Ran to cook some **** soup. You will have some **** soup for you and Fu Ran tomorrow morning. Notice, if you fall ill, I won’t have the time to serve you."

Jiang Yichen curled his lips, making a gesture to kiss Gu Qingrang, "I have worked hard, my wife."

Gu Qing made impatient: "Get out and take a bath!"

After the thick **** soup went down, the complexions of Fu Ran and Jiang Yichen finally recovered a little blood.

After hearing the ins and outs of the matter, Gu Qing made him a little angry: "Lin Yan, this is a bit too much."

How can you toss people so much?

"Fu Ran, I don't think you should contact Lin Yan anymore. Let's live your life well in the future."

Fu Ran put down the bowl, her voice was dry: "I'm going to rest first."

After speaking, he got up and left.

Looking at Fu Ran's thin back, Gu Qingrang couldn't help but called Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan, can you not toss Fu Ran?"

Lin Yan was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then smiled: "I thought he had a lot of abilities. It turned out that he would only pretend to be pitiful in front of you, and sell him miserably."

Gu Qing made his breath heavy and gritted his teeth: "Your brother loved him until he died. Seeing Fu Ran like this will make your brother sad."

Suddenly, Lin Yan was silent.

After a long time, Lin Yan said: "I know, as long as he stays away from our Lin family in the future, I won't be embarrassed by him anymore.

"The picture thing"

The phone was hung up directly.

Gu Qing let him sigh helplessly while listening to the busy tone on the phone.

In the blink of an eye, it was Lin Yang's first seven.

Fu Ran went downstairs like a wandering soul, sitting in a chair blankly like a puppet.

Mother Fu worriedly brought her son a bowl of porridge.

"Xiao Ran?"

Fu Ran raised her head, mother Fu's heart beat wildly with scared eyes full of red silk.

Mother Fu sat down in front of Fu Ran: "Today is Xiaoyang's first seven. Your dad and I went to the Buddhist temple to ask for Xiaoyang's sutras. After dinner, let's go and worship together, Xiaoyang. I bought all the fruits that Yang loves to eat yesterday."

Fu Ran grabbed his chopsticks with a cold expression and swallowed the porridge, "No need."

Mother Fu frowned: "How can this work? Your father and I didn't go there on the day of the funeral."

Father Fu also agreed: "Yes, I still have to go and see it anyway."

Xiaoyang almost became their family member.

The child was mature and stable, sensible and clever. They remembered how many bad ailments had been corrected during the years when the son was with him.

Fu Ran's throat choked and he lowered his head again; "It's useless to go, they forbid me to worship Xiaoyang."

Mother Fu's eyes widened in surprise: "How come?"

Fu Ran put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

"Xiao Ran! Xiao Ran!"

Fu Ran went upstairs without looking back.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Ran saw a missed call on his mobile phone.

From a number that has never been seen before.

Fu Ran sat down, put the phone to his ear, and called back.

"Hello? Who."

A child's milky voice came on the phone: "Hello, is it Mr. Fu Ran?"

Fu Ran was startled: "I am."

The child seemed to smile, "Hello, Mr. Fu Ran, introduce myself, my name is Fu Xiangxi, and I am your son."

Fu Ran only regarded it as a prank, and he had to hang up without thinking about it.

Fu Xiangxi was anxious: "What I said is true! Dad Lin Yang adopted me. If he said anything, he would call you. Dad, when can you come to the orphanage to pick me up?"

Fu Ran's breathing tightened suddenly, and he stood up from the bedside with a faint light in his eyes: "What did you say? Xiao Yang adopted you?"

"Yes, big dad, don't you and second dad stop Xiang Xi?"

Fu Ran's voice choked, his heart beaten vigorously, his nose was sore, and his breath was short of breath: "Where are you? I'll pick you up right away."

More than an hour later, Fu Ran met Fu Xiangxi in the orphanage.

"Your name is Fu Xiangxi."

The little guy nodded his head hard: "Dad."

Fu Ran knelt down on one knee in front of him, with red eyes, "Your name is Fu Xiangxi, and he named you Fu Xiangxi."

Xiaoyang let the child follow his surname.

Fu Ran's eyes couldn't help but pouring out, he carefully stretched out his hand and hugged the child.

It's like embracing a new Lin Yang.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Fu Xiangxi moved uncomfortably, "I'm almost out of breath."

Fu Ran touched Fu Xiangxi's hair, let go of him, and smiled gently at him, "Daddy will take you home."

Fu Xiangxi looked at Fu Ran with innocent and pure eyes: "Can I see my second dad?"

Fu Ran's tears welled up again, "I'm sorry, Xiang Xi, I didn't protect your second dad."

Fu Xiangxi stretched out his hand to wipe Fu Ran's tears, her little finger was warm: "It's okay, big dad, Xiang Xi will protect you in the future.

He still remembered the agreement he made with his second dad.

Xiang Xi, dad, likes someone, his name is Fu Ran.

You have to help Dad protect him.

Let's pull the hook.

Second dad, Xiang Xi will definitely help you protect him.

_set.

Let's pull the hook.

Fu Ran hugged Fu Xiangxi and left the orphanage.

This is the child adopted by Xiaoyang, and the son of him and Xiaoyang.

He will raise him well and grow up.

He took Fu Xiangxi to the mall to buy clothes, and bought toys for the little guy. Who knows that as soon as he left the mall, two or three police cars stopped directly in front of Fu Ran.