The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Zhaozhi's body stiffened, and the roots of his ears were slightly red: "That... let go first."

Ji An hugged him tighter: "Don't let go! Tell me first, you won't regret it!"

Lin Zhaozhi had a slight headache, and he sighed, "You know...I was just trying to prevaricate Yingqi."

The boy in his arms raised his head and stared at Lin Zhaozhi with red eyes: "So you don't want to chase me?"

Those eyes were full of grievances and disappointments staring at him, and Lin Zhaozhi found that he was hesitating.

But he still doesn't want to bear the life of Ji'an because of sympathy and compassion, and to equate his love with pity...

"Jian, I..."

Ji An blinked, and suddenly laughed out of a "pouch--"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned.

Ji An loosened him, laid back on the pillow lazily, and said slowly: "It's funny, you take it seriously."

Lin Zhaozhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ji An reached out to grab the phone on the cabinet and mumbled alone: ​​"Director Lin, don't you really consider choosing me as the male lead? You see that my acting skills are not worse than those little stars, right?"

Before Lin Zhaozhi spoke, he listened to Ji An muttering: "Forget it, I heard that being a celebrity will be pulled over..."

His past is really ugly.

Lin Zhaozhi looked at the calm expression on his face and frowned, "I heard about your past from your cousin."

Ji An's hand froze.

He raised his head and smiled at Lin Zhaozhi in embarrassment: "Then you also think that I'm... shameless?"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "That's not your fault."

Ji An's pupils lit up slightly, and he looked at Lin Zhaozhi in disbelief: "You... believe me?"

Lin Zhaozhi said honestly: "If you said it yourself, I might doubt it, but your cousin has no reason to deceive me."

Ji An's face collapsed again, and he rolled his eyes at Lin Zhaozhi: "You won't say something nice."

"If you are honest with me, I promise to say something nice to you."

Ji An opened and closed the phone, opened and closed, and suddenly said, "Then I will tell you one thing, I promise that what I said is true and very honest."

Lin Zhaozhi shrugged and listened with respect.

Ji An hung his head and groaned for a long time, as if he was a little hard to tell: "I never slept with Ying Qi, nor did I slept with his friends..."

Lin Zhaozhi quietly looked at Ji An's shaved head, and suddenly felt that he was like a marinated egg.

Before he could answer, Ji An was anxious: "It's true! I really haven't slept with them, I just used...hands...give them to them. Those photos were also taken at that time. I told them. , I can only use my hands. If they dare to do more to me, I will kill them all with a knife, and then commit suicide."

"My brother also...he didn't dare to really sleep with me..."

Lin Zhaozhi still didn't speak.

Ji An's face turned red, and his voice was a little low: "I slept with two people."

Lin Zhaozhi raised his eyebrows and looked at him teasingly.

Ji An coughed, "Well... it's three."

Lin Zhaozhi pouted.

Ji An was anxious, his eyes flashed red: "Really, I really didn't lie this time! Only three, the first time he gave me a scumbag, and I ran away because of his domestic violence. The second was a bar acquaintance. Yes, at that time I felt bored by myself and wanted to find someone to accompany me. He chased me, and I agreed... But after talking about it for a long time, he just had a little white face, eating mine and using mine, but also hitting me, just no The first one to fight hard."

Ji An said in a low voice: "The last one I met was playing games. We went online after half a year. He ran away after sleeping three times. Maybe... I didn't look at me."

Lin Zhaozhi remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

Ji An twisted his eyebrows: "It's really only three. After that, I never slept with anyone again. I think this kind of thing is quite boring."

Knowing that he was a liar, Lin Zhaozhi still believed it at this moment.

He couldn't read any lie from Ji An's pupils, and he also understood how much courage Ji An took to say this to him.

"You don't actually need to tell me this."

He said at the beginning that this is Ji An's private life. Although he dislikes and disagrees, he will not really use his own life rules to regulate Ji An.

Ji An lowered his head: "I don't want you to think...I'm dirty. Of those three men, I'm serious about dating...it's normal to do this kind of thing in love, right?"

He glanced at Lin Zhaozhi lightly, laughed at himself, and said: "Forget it, you still think I am dirty..."

Lin Zhaozhi twisted his eyebrows: "No."

Ji An smiled: "You want to find a place."

Lin Zhaozhi: "That's my preference, just like I like to eat potatoes, but I don't hate tomatoes."

Ji An tilted his head and thought carefully, "Hey, it makes sense, don't you hate this tomato?"

Lin Zhaozhi was amused by him: "Which kind of tomato do you have? I think you...just a marinated egg."

"what?"

Lin Zhaozhi pointed to his head.

Ji An subconsciously touched his face and his face instantly collapsed: "Fuck! My hair is! My hair is!"

Seeing him moving around on the bed, Lin Zhaozhi hurriedly pressed his shoulders: "Okay, don't move around, there are still injuries."

Ji An's grievance: "I'm bald."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "Is you an idiot? It grows out in a month."

"Ugly?"

Lin Zhaozhi nodded: "A little bit."

Ji An stretched out his hand to find the quilt to cover his face, "Ah, I have no face to meet people."

Lin Zhaozhi laughed: "Did you chat with ghosts for so long? Actually, it's not that ugly. I'll buy you a hat in the afternoon."

"Oh, thank you, remember not to buy green ones."

Lin Zhaozhi sat down and said, "Don't do such stupid things in the future. You will die, and those beasts will not be sad."

Ji An: "If I really die, will you be sad?"

Lin Zhaozhi recalled the mottled bloodstains he saw in Ji'an's apartment that day. In retrospect, he felt panicked and uncomfortable, and his back was chilly.

"Yes, I will feel uncomfortable."

Lin Zhaozhi couldn't persuade himself to ignore that emotion.

Ji An sighed: "Director Lin, you said you are so good, why don't you like me?"

Lin Zhaozhi didn't even know that his feelings for Ji An were very contradictory and complicated. He asked softly, "What kind of person do you want to get married in the future?"

Ji An thought about it seriously, and said, "It's fine if you don't hit me."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "What is this requirement? Is this difficult?"

Ji An smiled embarrassedly: "You don't know, I am very easy to attract domestic violence men, I am afraid of being beaten."

Lin Zhaozhi felt very uncomfortable.

He thought about what Ji Rulang had told him, and remembered the days when Ji An was beaten up by the teacher at home, his heart tightened every minute.

Ji An lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers: "Do you know why I didn't go to the bodyguard?"

Lin Zhaozhi was silent.

Ji An laughed self-deprecatingly: "I was looking for them at the beginning. I was afraid of being beaten, so I found a few bodyguards, but those bodyguards... were later bought by Yingqi. I gave them fifty thousand yuan a month, Yingqi Just give them one hundred thousand."

"They are all professional veterans, and beating people is particularly painful. The bodyguard I hired finally put me on the ground and beat me half to death..."

Ji An smiled at Lin Zhaozhi: "Do you still dare to find a bodyguard?"

Lin Zhaozhi's breathing tightened a little bit: "I...I don't know what happened, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay."

He subconsciously wanted to scratch his hair, but felt even more embarrassed when he touched the bare head.

Lin Zhaozhi stayed with Ji An in the hospital. At night, Ji An asked him, "Don't you need to go back?"

"When will your brother come?"

"He said my sister-in-law was a little uncomfortable today, maybe she just came."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "Then you are alone at night?"

Ji An didn’t change his face: “I’m used to it all by myself. My brother said that the hospital will bring me food soon. I can’t be hungry.”

Lin Zhaozhi sighed: "Forget it, I'll stay tonight. Don't eat sick meal. The big pot of rice is terribly unpalatable. I'll go downstairs and buy you some."

He took his wallet, got up and left.

As soon as Lin Zhaozhi left, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Ying Qi came.

When Ji An saw him, his face suddenly paled: "You... why are you here?"

"I'm passing by, so come and see you." Ying Qi walked over and looked at the fear and anxiety in Ji An's eyes.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Ji An shook his head: "No, no! I'm not afraid of you!"

It's not afraid... he almost wrote those two words on his face.

Ji An quietly grabbed the phone, Ying Qi's eyes were cold, and he dropped the phone directly to the ground.

"Want to call Lin? Let him come and save you?" Ying Qi suddenly grabbed Ji An's wrist.

The stab wound on Ji An's wrist has not healed yet, so he whispered in pain, "It hurts! It hurts! Ying Qi, you loosen it!"

Ying Qi tightened a little bit, her eyes were scarlet: "Jian, do you like Lin Zhaozhi, don't you?"

He rudely dragged Ji An in front of him, gritted his teeth: "Where is Lin Zhaozhi? The other day you called him for help, and he let you go! You are so cheap, and you have to stick it up like that. is not it!"

Ji An’s wrist oozes red blood, and his voice is trembling with pain, "Ying Qi...you let me go..."

"Speak! Do you like him!"

Ji An shook his head desperately, his voice trembling: "I don't like it, I don't like him..."

Ying Qi sent his hand open, watching Ji An quickly curled up into a small hug, sneered, and pinched Ji An's chin: "Fuck me."

"Huh?" Ji An struggled desperately: "Here... not here!"

"Why not?" Ying Qi sneered, "Oh, I'm afraid Lin Zhaozhi will come back and see it later?"

Ji An's face begged: "Please, Ying Qi, I beg you!"

Ying Qi sneered: "Just once, you'll be drowsy again, he will really want to see when he comes back later."

Director Lin wants to teach Ji An to resist