The No.15 Years of Loving the Actor

Zhao Yiran sat on the chair in the rest room in a daze, his eyes were swollen like walnuts, his eyes were dull and his face was pale.

He is waiting for Qin Yin.

His mind was in a mess and his chest was so heavy that he couldn't think at all.

"What's wrong?" A gentle and worried voice sounded, and he looked up to see Shen Yan standing in front of him.

He shook his head at his good friend and said nothing.He just looked at Su Bai who stood at the side helplessly and said in a hoarse voice: "What about him?"

Su Bai is Qin Yin's assistant, and Zhao Yiran just asked him to go find Qin Yin.

Su Bai looked puzzled, "Brother Qin is filming, but he will soon—" His voice was interrupted by the sound of pushing the door, Zhao Yiran raised his eyes and saw Qin Yin.

The creator gave him a perfect face, and he looked at Zhao Yiran blankly and frankly, as if he didn't care about anything.

An uncontrollable wave of fury arose in Zhao Yiran's heart, he rushed forward and raised his fist to slam that indifferent face.

Qin Yin caught his fist with his face abruptly, without saying a word or moving.

Those who had nothing to do with each other hurriedly left the scene tacitly, giving up the space to the two of them.Zhao Yiran firmly grabbed Qin Yin's collar, glared at him and said angrily, "Fuck you," but he didn't expect that the moment he opened his mouth, he would choke up in a sob, his voice trembled and his momentum lost instantly.

Choked up and unable to speak, his hands began to tremble, and he could only stare fiercely at Qin Yin with those red and swollen eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Qin Yin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head in silence and said, "I'm sorry."

Zhao Yiran choked up and cursed: "Who the fuck wants you to be sorry?! Tell me the fuck, do you really want to marry that Liu Tian!"

Qin Yin didn't answer, but just pulled Zhao Yiran's hands off his collar, took a step back to keep a distance from him, looked at him and said coldly, "Go back."

Zhao Yiran felt rain in his eyes, he looked at Qin Yin and smiled angrily, "Where the hell am I going back?"

Qin Yin looked at him as if tolerating an unreasonable toddler, "Stop making trouble."

The smile at the corner of Zhao Yiran's mouth froze, he felt that his internal organs and six lungs were hurting together, and Qin Yin was still perfunctory him.

Zhao Yiran felt powerless, he quickly wiped off the liquid on his face, looked at Qin Yin and said calmly: "You married that woman because you want me to give up, right? You don't want me to pester you again, right?"

Qin Yin didn't answer.

Zhao Yiran knew he was right, so he simply said: "Well, I won't pester you anymore, and you can't marry someone else, okay?"

Qin Yin frowned slightly and looked at him, as if he felt that what he said was unreasonable, "I will never be with you again, and I will marry her."

The tears instantly came fiercely, and Zhao Yiran couldn't wipe them off no matter how hard he wiped them off. "Why?" He heard himself say hoarsely.

"No reason? I like her." Qin Yin said indifferently.

Zhao Yiran's whole body was stiff, and after a few seconds of silence, he began to tremble uncontrollably, kicked over the chair, and threw all the things on the sofa and coffee table on the ground, looking at Qin Yin who was still indifferent, trembling angrily: "Can you fucking show some face, you like her?! You are a crook and you don't know it?! You can be hard on women!"

Qin Yin's face turned cold, "Is it interesting to say this? I don't care if I like her or not." He took a step closer, condescendingly looked at Zhao Yiran who was in a state of embarrassment, and said sarcastically: "I don't like who she likes." ? Do you like you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Zhao Yiran's face was bloodless. He looked at Qin Yin coldly and said softly, "Are you taking revenge on me or yourself? You still haven't let go after all these years."

Qin Yin's indifferent pretense was broken, and his eyes were stained with madness and darkness. He suddenly grabbed Zhao Yiran's wrist and said coldly: "What are you telling me to let go?!"

Zhao Yiran's wrist was in pain from his pinch, grievance and pain rose from his heart, Zhao Yiran struggled and said without hesitation: "Are you fucking blaming me, aren't you? You always thought that Aunt Fang's death was my fault. No? That's why you've been torturing me, right?!"

"Are you fucking going to torture me for the rest of my life for a dead person?!"

Qin Yin was completely enraged, he grabbed Zhao Yiran's other wrist and pushed him to the wall, his chest heaved sharply, his eyes were staring like an angry beast.

Zhao Yiran's back was so painful from the bump, the pain made him calm down, and only then did he realize what he had said.He rushed forward and immediately hugged Qin Yin and explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say those words!"

Qin Yin threw him away, pressed him against the wall and stretched out his hand to strangle his neck, his voice was piercingly cold, "Yes, I tortured you for a dead man. Do you hate that dead man? Why don't you hate him?" I."

Zhao Yiran felt that his neck was getting more and more painful, and he couldn't breathe.He didn't stop Qin Yin's more and more forceful hands, but just looked at him with tears all over his face.

It was too painful, he would rather die in his hands like this.

Just when he thought he was really going to die, Qin Yin finally let him go.He bent over feebly, breathed desperately instinctively and coughed violently.

Qin Yin turned his back to him, he couldn't see his face, only heard his lonely and cold voice, like a lone tree in the pasture.

"Zhao Yiran, let us go. Isn't it enough to be entangled for so many years? I'm really tired."

Zhao Yiran was speechless, his eyes were full of tears, and he hugged Qin Yin from behind in vain.

Qin Yin didn't break free and didn't look back, pleading in his voice, "I beg you, can I?"

Zhao Yiran held him tightly and tremblingly said: "I can stop looking for you, as long as you don't marry that woman again."

Qin Yin shook her head, "It doesn't make any sense for you to do this, I will get married one day."

Zhao Yiran choked up and said, "Why? Do you really like them?"

Qin Yin was silent for a long time and said quietly: "I don't care if I like it or not, as long as I can get rid of you."

"As long as we separate completely."

Zhao Yiran's heart felt like being stabbed by a sharp dagger. The dagger was deeply pierced into his heart, but he still wasn't satisfied. blood slime.

He knew what Qin Yin meant.As long as Qin Yin is married, he can be with another person as a matter of course. They live together and grow old together, and legally he belongs to another person.As for whether there will be feelings, Qin Yin doesn't care.He just wanted to find someone to legally drive away this stalker, so that he could never stay by his side.

For this, he is willing to devote the rest of his life.

Zhao Yiran felt very cold, he weakly let go of Qin Yin's hands and slipped to the wall, "What the hell did I do wrong? Why did I force you like this?"

Qin Yin turned around and looked down at him, "It's not your fault alone, it's the fault of both of us that we fell in love, so I'm also being punished."

Zhao Yiran looked up at him, and Qin Yin's eyes also had a glint of water, which contained the love he had been entangled with for more than ten years.

Zhao Yiran finally understood that he and Qin Yin would never be happy in this life.He is very desperate, he would rather spend his whole life loving him and pestering him, Qin Yin is even more desperate, he would rather spend his whole life avoiding him and staying away from him, just because there is a dead man between them.

After all, it is impossible to compete with a dead person.

Zhao Yiran was disheartened and supported the wall to get up slowly from the ground. He felt that nothing was interesting, and life seemed to have become a burden from this moment on.

He looked at Qin Yin and said softly, "Do you want to be with me only when I die?"

Qin Yin looked at him for a moment, even though his eyes were full of awe, his voice was still without any warmth, "Don't say such things, if you die, you will have nothing. How can I be with you?"

Zhao Yiran walked past Qin Yin with strides, every step seemed to weigh a thousand catties.He felt that with these few steps, he had gone through ten years of acquaintance and love with Qin Yin, and five years of entanglement and mutual torture with him.

He walked past him, gradually drifting away, towards the remaining years without Qin Yin.

He opened the door mechanically, unable to think.He couldn't even hear what Shen Yan was saying, what Qin Yin was saying, he just walked forward slowly.Because he knew that as long as he stopped, he would never have the strength to move forward.

In a daze, Su Bai walked up to him and said something to him. He didn't know, but he felt Su Bai shaking himself vigorously. He was very irritable and quickened his pace, and Su Bai immediately dragged him back.

Very well, he finally couldn't walk anymore.

Resigned to his fate, he leaned on Su Bai's body, his mind cleared up a bit, and only then did he realize that he had already arrived at the parking lot.

Su Bai opened the car door while pulling him, and said to him cautiously: "Brother Yiran, get in the car."

Zhao Yiran looked at Su Bai motionlessly, and stammered in panic, "Brother Yiran, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yiran stood up straight and walked to the driver's door and said calmly, "Go, I can go back by myself."

Su Bai was a little surprised at his sudden calmness, "But Brother Qin asked me to take you back."

Hearing a name that he couldn't hear, Zhao Yiran got into the car without saying a word and directly left Su Baiyang behind.

I was still tired, and my whole body seemed to be drained.He parked the car on the side of the road and touched the cigarette in the car with trembling hands.

He vaguely remembered that a long time ago his hair boy Qi Yu lost a pack of cigarettes in his car, he rummaged through it randomly, and finally found the pack of cigarettes that had been neglected for a long time.He hastily pulled out one, picked up the lighter and lit it several times with trembling hands.Looking at the burning Fire Heart, he sucked in a breath, and when he realized it, tears were streaming down his face.

The nicotine calmed him down a little.He was smoking so hard that he couldn't stop at all.

Qin Yin never liked him smoking, so he stopped smoking.Even though he knew that Qin Yin would not care about his meekness and compromise, he still did this, but now it seems that it is meaningless at all.

He smoked a whole pack of cigarettes with tears all over his face, feeling that his brain had been split in two, half awake in agony, and the other half drowsy and numb.

It is already early spring, the clouds are flowing and the buds are blooming, and everything seems to be sprouting and growing.He vaguely remembered that Qin Yin's mother brought him back from the orphanage in such a season 15 years ago, but at that time he was on the way to rebirth, to meet Qin Yin.

And now he's in trouble, he has nowhere to go.

The car was full of strong cigarette smell, Zhao Yiran drove forward.Tears kept flowing, his mind was dizzy, and the scenery on both sides of the car window quickly passed by. He felt that everything in front of him became more and more blurred. Cycle through your mind quickly.

Reality and memories are constantly playing in my mind, repeatedly suffering unspeakably.Life is so hard, he smiled with tears all over his face, stepped on the accelerator and slammed into the guardrail without hesitation.

There was a moment of dizziness and violent shaking, and when his consciousness gradually disappeared, Zhao Yiran thought of Qin Yin's unwavering eyes when he looked at him.

Love is too difficult, it would be easier to hate.

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