The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Yang stared at the blood in his palm for a while, guessing that it was probably smashed by the tree. At that time, he was patronizing Xiang Xi. His wet clothes were wrapped around his body and he didn't feel any pain, so he didn't notice it. Injured.

Lin Yang reluctantly took a bath, put on his bathrobe, and came out. He was busy all night, tired and hungry. Fu Ran was not at home, so he just cooked a bowl of noodles and ate it.

Before going to bed, he called Fu Ran again, and the phone was still turned off.

He remembered that Fu Ran said that he was going to take him to Gu Qing for dinner at home, so he contacted Gu Qingrang.

"Qingrang, did Fu Ran go to your place today?"

Gu Qingrang: "Well, he is in a bad mood, he has already slept here, Brother Yang, have you quarreled."

Lin Yang was silent for a while before saying, "It's nothing."

"Brother Yang, is there anything urgent for you to find Mr. Fu?"

Lin Yang's back was painful, he squeezed the phone tightly, "It's nothing, I'll ask him where he is."

"Brother Yang, you can't do this." Gu Qing sighed: "President Fu is not angry this time, so please coax him."

Whenever Lin Yang coaxed people, he casually dealt with a few words of Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qing made a smile: "Brother Yang, don't be embarrassed. People like President Fu who are hard-mouthed and soft-hearted are best coaxed. You can say a few soft things, lower your head, and do whatever you want. It's really not good. You can still dedicate yourself. Brother Yang, it’s not easy for you to walk with him today, you have to be nice to him."

Lin Yang was silent, and he sighed for a long time: "Qingrang, in your eyes, am I... terrible to Fu Ran?"

Gu Qing made a "haha" smile and said embarrassingly: "Anyway, it must not be so good, or it may be that Brother Yang is too high in rank, and a superficial person like me has not seen it."

Lin Yang frowned.

Gu Qing lowered his voice, "Don't talk about anything else. Last time President Fu's birthday, you forgot to prepare a gift. Although Mr. Fu said he doesn't care, I think Mr. Fu is still very disappointed."

Lin Yang's heart shrank slightly, and he exhaled the dull depression in his chest, and said in a deep voice, "Fu Ran, please inform me in time."

"Good encouragement, Brother Yang, don't worry."

Lin Yang didn't sleep much all night, and his mind was really messed up.

He didn't like birthdays, and he didn't like those messy festivals. He didn't even care about his birthday, let alone Fu Ran's.

But today Gu Qingrang's words suddenly made him a little uneasy.

He seems to have never asked whether Fu Ran likes it or not.

After reaching dawn, Lin Yang went to the arm room and told Fu Xiangxi to get up.

"Xiang Xi, send you to grandma's house today. Be good, and I will pick you up tomorrow. You are not allowed to be naughty and make grandma angry."

Fu Xiangxi was hugged up sleepily, and she hung softly on Lin Yang's body.

Lin Yang sent Fu Xiangxi to Fu's mother and drove to the company by himself.

When he arrived at the company, he didn't see Zheng Changjing. He was a little worried about the kid, so he called and asked about the situation.

Zheng Changjing seemed to have a cold, with a strong nasal voice, "Brother Lin, I...I have found a job, so I won't bother you."

Lin Yang: "Are you okay? My voice is dumb."

"It's okay, I...I just caught a cold."

Lin Yang wanted to ask anything else, when he heard a low male voice on the phone: "Little Mirror, who should I call early in the morning..."

Zheng Changjing hung up the phone.

Lin Yang frowned as he listened to the beep of the phone.

Just as the assistant came over to inform him to go to the meeting, Lin Yang ignored Zheng Changjing's affairs and got up and walked to the meeting room.

At noon, he asked the assistant to go downstairs to buy a lunch for himself. The assistant was curious, "Mr Lin, didn't Mr. Fu prepare lunch for you today?"

In the past, Mr. Fu made it himself, and he was sent to Mr. Lin. You can smell the scent all the way away. It doesn’t repeat the same every day, seven days a week, but they are singles on this level. Don't want to be abused by dogs.

Lin Yang's face turned pale, and soon returned to normal, and said lightly: "He has something to do today."

The assistant didn't think much, went downstairs and packed a lunch for Lin Yang.

Lin Yang's appetite has been raised by Fu Ran very picky these days. The food he bought outside was too greasy. He felt sick after taking a few mouthfuls and almost didn't vomit it out.

He turned on the phone and saw that Fu Ran still didn't contact him, his brows tightened involuntarily.

There was nothing wrong with the company in the afternoon. Lin Yang would think of Fu Ran as soon as he got down. The whole person was gloomy.

When he got off work and returned to the door of his house, he was a little expectant.

Is Fu Ran back?

Isn’t it the same as before, as soon as I opened the door, I got out of the kitchen and smiled at him and said, "Xiao Yang, eat boiled shrimp tonight."

Lin Yang sweated a little on the palms of his palms and hurriedly opened the door.

Unfortunately, the house is still deserted, no different from when I left.

There is no smoke or fire in the kitchen with cold pot and stove.

Lin Yang put the vegetables he bought on the table, resting his hands on the stove, and sighed softly.

Why did he and Fu Ran make it like this again?

Fu Ran and Fu Xiangxi were not at home, and Lin Yang had no intention of cooking. He was not good at cooking, so he just cooked a bowl of shredded pork noodles to fill his stomach. After taking a shower, Lin Yang nestled on the sofa to watch the football game, and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don’t know how long he was awakened by a burst of cheers and noise. He opened his eyes and the game was over. The clock on the wall had already indicated that it was 11:30 in the evening. He estimated that Fu Ran would not be back tonight, and closed it. The TV was about to return to the room when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Lin Yang was shocked, and quickly went to open the door one by one

A man bumped in drunkly.

"Fu Ran?" The pungent smell of alcohol made Lin Yang very uncomfortable, but he still caught the shaky Fu Ran by instinct and frowned; "Why are you so drunk?"

Fu Ran's assistant stood at the door: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Fu has a social gathering today. I don't know why he drank it like this."

Lin Yang looked at Fu Ran, whose face was flushed, and sighed: "Okay, I'll take care of him. You should go back first and be careful on the road."

After the assistant left, Lin Yang closed the door and helped Fu Ran to lie down on the sofa.

As soon as he turned to go to the bathroom to get a towel, Lin Yang was directly pulled back by Fu Ran, pressed under his body, and touched with dishonest hands.

Lin Yang struggled: "Fu Ran, let go."

Fu Ran's eyes were covered with a layer of straight water vapor, reflecting the deep ochre red under his eyes, which was a little frightening.

He is so drunk.

After dropping his head on Lin Yang's lips and falling for a kiss, he separated Lin Yang's legs. Lin Yang only had a yukata on his body, which gave him a chance to do evil.

His back was pressed on the sofa, and the hot pain forced out his sweat.

"Am I not good enough for you? Xiaoyang.

The strong alcohol scent pierced Lin Yang's nose. Lin Yang was very uncomfortable. He pushed Fu Ran hard: "Fu Ran, don't press me down."

Fu Ran held up Lin Yang's face and forced him to look at himself, "Nothing is good enough, you say, I change, I change everything, what do you want me to do..."

Lin Yang's heart was gripped, and he stared at Fu Ran's somewhat tangled face, like his drunken pupils, and something stuck in his throat: "I didn't want you to do anything."

"Then why are you always angry with me, I don't want to see other men around you! I will be jealous!"

"I work hard, I want to make more money, I want to tell you, I can make you and Xiang Xi the best life..."

Fu Ran's head rested on Lin Yang's shoulder.

"I didn't want you to stay at home and be the housekeeper. I just...I'm just afraid of something wrong with your body. Why do you always make me afraid? Do you know how I survived those 13 years? I think about you every day, and in the end I don’t know what you look like... I saw Jiang Yichen and Gu Qingrang, so good and so happy, I hid and cried secretly..."

Lin Yang: "Fu Ran, you are drunk, what are you talking about?"

What... Thirteen years?

Fu Ran raised his head and separated Lin Yang's legs again. He looked at the people under him condescendingly, "Xiao Yang, are you real?"

"What's really fake... Stop making trouble, you let me go take a bath, and I'll cook the sober soup for you."

"I want to do it."

Lin Yang: "There is no..."

Fu Ran's eyes were scarlet: "I want to do it."

Lin Yang stared at him in silence for a long time, and compromised: "Then you lighten it."

To keep a drunk person sensible is simply playing the piano against a cow. Following Fu Ran's offensive, Lin Yang rubbed his back against the sofa leather, and he kept gasping in pain.

After Fu Ran was done, he fell asleep on his body, Lin Yang gritted his teeth and got up, took him to the bathroom to take a bath, and poured him sober soup.

Finally put Fu Ran on the bed and covered the quilt, Lin Yang couldn't help but rushed to the toilet and threw up.

He really hates the smell of alcohol.

Although he was exhausted, Lin Yang didn't feel sleepy at all.

What Fu Ran said tonight made him very concerned.

What for thirteen years, what forgot his looks.

Was it his gibberish when he was drunk, or was Fu Ran hiding something from him.

Since he fell ill, Fu Ran has said the word "fear" more than once in front of him.

Several times, he even found that Fu Ran was having nightmares.

At first Lin Yang thought Fu Ran was afraid of his illness, but he is almost healed now, and there is no problem with the monthly physical examination. What is he still afraid of?

One day late at night, he suddenly woke up and found that the seat beside him was empty.

He went barefoot to look for someone outside the house, only to find Fu Ran sitting on the sofa shrouded in darkness.

The silver moonlight came in gently and lonely from the window. He sat in the light and shadow at the junction of light and dark, wearing a thin coat, folded his hands together, and gently pressed against his face, not knowing what he was praying.

He called out "Fu Ran."

Fu Ran opened his eyes and smiled at him.

"Why are you sitting here so late?"

"I can not sleep."

Lin Yang walked over: "You were... praying?"

Fu Ran hugged his waist and rubbed his head lightly on his waist: "Yeah."

"Pray for what?"

Fu Ran: "You can stay with me forever."

The author has something to say

Yesterday, I saw many people questioning that Yang Ge did not love Fu Ran.

In fact, Brother Yang loves Fu Ran of course, but his love can’t surface. Brother Yang has a cold personality and doesn’t care about many things. He doesn’t say something sultry like Fu Ran, but love is. There is absolutely no doubt about it.

Of course, some people say that Fu Ran paid a lot. This is not to deny that Lin Yang will grow up slowly.

Others will ask if Lin Yang knows the thirteen years.

Yes, he will know.