The actor wants to get a divorce

The intoxicated pupils became clear little by little, as if about to roll out of hot volcanic lava.

He looked at the things in his hand quietly, and after 30 seconds, he suddenly rubbed the pieces of paper in his palm, ran to the trash can in a panic, and threw them into the trash can.

His heart was beating wildly "thumping", and his chest was in pain from being hit. Gu Qingrang supported the wall, his lungs seemed to be punctured, and he was "wheezing" out of breath.

How can not breathe.

After a long time, he sat cross-legged on the floor and dug things out of the trash can again.

The slender fingers trembled slightly, smoothing out the folds and creases little by little, and the clear writing on them jumped to Gu Qingrang's eyes one after another.

The lips squirmed unconsciously, reading the above content word by word. [September 20, 9xx, sunny, I took Ah Yu to see Brother Yichen today!These two people didn't speak when they met for the first time, and I was the only one who babbled, which was very embarrassing. 】

[20xx, October 10th, sunny, I saw Ah Yu and Jiang Yichen drinking coffee in a cafe today...They didn't ask me to go with them...]

[20xx, November 11th, sunny, I got married with Jiang Yichen today, Ah Yu seemed very unhappy, I talked to him, but he ignored me, and Ah Yu left before the wedding was over... He doesn't really like Jiang Yichen, does he? 】【In 6xx, on January 20th, Qing, Ah Yu and Jiang Yichen met secretly... and went to a western restaurant with a good atmosphere. What is he going to do?If Ah Yu really likes Jiang Yichen, what should I do. 】【1xx, February 4th, overcast.I can't take it anymore, these two people are doing things behind my back every day, tomorrow I will ask Ah Yu to come out to row a boat, if he really likes Jiang Yichen, I will definitely not let him go! 】

This is where the diary comes to an abrupt end.

The time was fixed on February 2 of that year.

Lu Qingrang's eyes were flustered and confused.

Shen Zhiyu drowned and died the day after this diary was written.

"I will never let him go..."

Lu Qingrang stared at the familiar characters on the paper, muttering to himself in a daze, something throbbed and hurt in his mind.

He recognized this handwriting, it was his handwriting, he has a habit when writing, he likes to procrastinate the last stroke for a long time, Gu Qingrang's handwriting after amnesia is exactly the same as this, this diary will definitely not be forged.

"So... was it really me who killed Shen Zhiyu? It was really me..."

Lu Qingrang's breathing was almost stagnant, his head hurt like hell, he wanted to recall everything that happened on that day in February, but his brain seemed to be like

A hole appeared, pulling his consciousness down fiercely.

Lu Qingrang lay on the floor, opened his mouth, and panted heavily.

I don't know how long it took before he crawled up and sat up, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number and went out one by one.

"Doctor Lu, I want to do hypnosis again."

White ceiling, bright piercing eyes.

Gu Qingrang slowly raised his eyelids, rubbed the center of his brows, and saw Lu Qiyang in white clothes writing something.

"Doctor Lu, I still don't remember anything, can your hypnosis work?"

"Hypnosis itself is not effective for everyone. There is still a long way for human beings to explore in this area. Don't worry, Mr. Gu."

Gu Qing was so sad.

Don't worry if you say no rush?

The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry!

He didn't want to take a human life on his back. If the contents of the diary were true, it would be simply too terrifying.

He will kill people out of jealousy, but he doesn't know it. He still thinks that he is the cutest baby in the whole world...

Mom, is he the reincarnation of Satan?

The more Lu Qingrang thought about it, the more confused he became, and he heard the phone ringing in his pocket in a daze.

Take it out and take a look.

Oh, old acquaintance.

Shen Zhiyan's phone call.

In the past, Gu Qingrang would not be willing to talk to Shen Zhiyan anymore, but after reading the diary, Gu Qingrang couldn't pretend that Shen Zhiyan was not there.

He is Shen Zhiyu's younger brother, and if he really killed Shen Zhiyu, he owes Shen Zhiyan a debt that will never be repaid.

Gu Qingrang connected the phone.

Shen Zhiyan's voice was cool, and he asked straightforwardly, "Did you see everything?"

Lu Qingrang clenched his palms: "Why is my diary where you are?"

"Where do you think it is? The police station? Gu Qingrang, if the police hadn't seen your diary, do you think you would have been convicted of manslaughter because of insufficient evidence?"

Lu Qingrang's heart was suddenly pinched, he bit his lower lip, let go of his teeth after a while, and said with difficulty: "What do you want me to do?"

"Let's meet and talk, I will send you the address and time."

As soon as the words finished, Shen Zhiyan hung up the phone.

Lin Yan drank some wine tonight, and it was already dark when he got home.

The butler came out and opened the door for Lin Yan, seeing the irritability between his brows, his expression became more humble.

Lin Yan, the second young master of his family, is an old man. He was spoiled and brought up since he was a child.

Lin Yan threw the coat to him, saw that the living room was empty, and asked, "Where is the person?"

The butler bowed his head: "I'm in the house, I haven't come out all day."

"Then you didn't eat?"

"No, he said he wasn't hungry."

"What about the medicine?"

"He said he was fine."

The expression on Lin Yan's face suddenly became more ironic.

He lifted his foot to the second floor and pushed open the door of the bedroom. The people in the room were sitting on the edge of the bed with their backs to him. When they heard the movement, they looked back, as if they had been bitten by a snake. quickly lowered down.

Lin Yan walked up to him step by step.

"You didn't take your medicine again today."

Feng Jin's shoulders trembled, and his head dropped even lower.

"You are sick, how can you get better if you don't take medicine?"

Feng Jin clenched his fist tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm not sick."

Lin Yan stretched out his hand, and gently fiddled with Feng Jin's hair with his slender fingers, inserted his light white fingers, slid to the back of his head, and stroked Feng Jin's tender neck, "Xiao Jin, stay by my side from now on. , don’t go out and fool around with other people, you see, you have learned badly, and dare to lie to me.”

A thin layer of goosebumps appeared on Feng Jin's skin, "I didn't..."

"That Gu Qingrang sent me your medicine, and you still say you're not sick? Xiao Jin, what did I tell you in the past, I don't like you lying to me"

o Feng Jin's shoulders trembled violently: "That was before, I'm already healed now, I don't need to take medicine anymore, what I said is true."

Lin Yan unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured it out according to the dose, and handed it to him with one hand, while still stroking the back of his neck with the other hand: "Hey, take the medicine."

His movements seemed to be comforting a pet.

He didn't see himself as a human being at all.

Feng Jin looked up at Lin Yan in a daze. After a long time, he reached out and put the pills into his mouth one by one.

Lin Yan didn't give him water, the pills were dry and hard to swallow, Feng Jin swallowed for a moment, chewed the pills and swallowed, the bitter taste spread along the tip of his tongue, Feng Jin's eyes were forced to turn red.

"Good boy." Lin Yan rubbed his hair in satisfaction.

"When are you going to let me go?"

"Wait until you recover from illness."

Feng Jin's eyes were gloomy: "My illness is already cured. If you don't believe me, you can take me for a checkup. These medicines have serious side effects, and people will become stupid if they take too much."

Lin Yan smiled brightly: "It's best to be stupid. If you are stupid, you won't want to run out all day long."

Feng Jin's face turned pale, and his eyes were a little desperate: "You love me, Lin Yan."

"It was true in the past, but now, you don't deserve it." Lin Yan squeezed Feng Jin's chin, and made him look at him with a smile: "What kind of person does I want? I want to love you, a flamboyant bitch. ? You are a bit too flattering yourself."

The last trace of blood disappeared from Feng Jin's face.

"You might as well ask someone to kill me."

Lin Yan let out a voice: "That's so boring. The prey needs to be played slowly, which is the fun of hunting. Xiao Jin, we will have a long time to come."

The cold slap slapped Feng Jin's face lightly, like hitting the heart.

The door of the room was closed by Lin Yan.

Feng Jin's stomach had a burning pain, and the medicine he took on an empty stomach made his entire abdomen convulse. Feng Jin endured and endured, got up and wanted to go downstairs to find something to fill his stomach.

He lowered his head and didn't pay attention to the road. As soon as he walked down the stairs, he bumped into a boy about his own age.

That person had a round baby face and was dressed like a college student. The clothes on his body were not famous brands, but they were very clean. Feng Jin could even smell the nice smell of soap and washing powder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you, did I?"

Feng Jin shook his head.

The boy smiled and said "it's fine", and went upstairs "gazing".

Feng Jin's eyes followed his back, and saw him stop in front of Lin Yan's study, knocked on the door, then the study door opened, Lin Yan came out, rubbed the child's head, tenderness and domineering coexist Then, he hugged the smiling boy in his arms.

The door of the study closed with a bang.

Feng Jin stared at that direction for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until the butler's voice sounded: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Jin came back to his senses, and smiled slightly, "Who is that person?"

The butler took a look, realized it, and smiled: "It's Xiaohang, the young master's current boyfriend. Today they are on school holiday, and the young master ordered us to pick them up."

Feng Jin said "hmm": "Did Lin Yan change boyfriends often in the past?"

"Yes, I used to change it often. Our young master likes to play, but those people in the past didn't stay with the young master for a long time, and they were dismissed after a week or two. This little hang is still very good, and he has been with the young master for half a year. Well, I think the young master is serious this time. After all, he will be 24 during the Chinese New Year, not too young, and it's time to find someone to settle down and live a good life."

Feng Jin nodded lightly: "Very good."

I couldn't help thinking in my mind, half a year, how can he grow up, he has been with Lin Yan for many, many years.

"Mr. Feng? Are you okay?"

Feng Jin: "It's okay."

"Mr. Feng, you are the young master's friend, and you should persuade our young master more on weekdays."

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment: "What are you persuading?"