The actor wants to get a divorce

Feng Jin's face was calm, his eyes scanned the bank card and Lin Yan's face back and forth several times.

Then suddenly smiled lightly.

It was an ironic laugh full of disdain and mockery.

Lin Yan's heart was tightened little by little, and he paused before saying, "I know you don't believe me, you think I will secretly disturb your life and do something nasty to you and Wen Ruili..."

Feng Jin leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes slowly turned to the other side.

It seemed that even looking at Lin Yan one more time, he would be so disgusted by his hypocrisy that he would spit it out.

Lin Yan was stunned for a long time, and then continued in a calm voice: "I applied to a foreign school, and I plan to study business there."

With the fingers placed by Feng Jin's side, he tapped the quilt lightly.

Lin Yan smiled, "It will take about five years. If you are lucky, you may even pass the doctorate exam... In short, I mean, I probably won't come back these few years."

Feng Jin's fingers finally stopped.

"Really?"

"Really, the materials are already being processed. If everything goes well, we can leave next month."

Feng Jin nodded lightly: "Then I wish you a smooth journey."

After he finished speaking, the whole ward suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yan stared at Feng Jin's side face soaked in the sun, a heart, like a leaking balloon, sank little by little.

Knowing that he wished that he could go far away, he still hoped that he could keep him.

Lin Yan, what are you asking for?

Lin Yan shook his head mockingly, took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and said, "I asked the doctor, the injury on your arm needs to be taken care of, and you won't be able to do strenuous activities for the next half a year." , if the physical data in the next three days are stable, you can be discharged from the hospital."

Feng Jin gave a faint "hmm".

Lin Yan clenched his fists, "I... will leave in the afternoon, I have already contacted... Wen Ruili, he will come."

"understood."

Lin Yan stared at Feng Jin who had never responded, and finally let go of the clenched fist at his side.

"I'll get you some food."

The door of the ward was gently closed.

Only then did Feng Jin lean his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes heavily.

Not long after, Lin Yan walked in with a small bowl of hot porridge.

"I bought it in the morning and heated it up in the hospital's microwave."

Lin Yan opened the small table, put the hot porridge on it, and handed Feng Jin a spoon.

Feng Jin took it silently, lowered his head, and ate small mouthfuls.

Lin Yan's chest was tightly blocked, as if he had countless things to say, but he didn't know what to say.

Now that you have decided to let go, there is no need to go back to the old account.

Feng Jin certainly didn't want to hear it.

After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Do you have any plans for the future?"

Feng Jin paused, swallowed what was in his mouth, and then replied: "I plan to return to the entertainment circle."

"Don't you dislike being a star and filming, or else I'll help you..."

Feng Jin raised his head and looked at Lin Yan with heavy eyes.

Lin Yan's smile froze.

He forgot again that what Feng Jin does now has nothing to do with him.

Lin Yan's heart was sore, and he smiled with difficulty and said, "It's pretty good too, you're good at acting, and you're still young."

Feng Jin didn't speak again, just lowered his head and drank the porridge silently.

─The bowl of porridge was empty, Lin Yan stepped forward to clear the table.

"Little Jin..."

"I'm sleepy, sleep for a while, call me when Ah Li comes."

Lin Yan's throat was uncomfortable and his nose was so sore, but finally he nodded slightly, "Okay, you go to sleep."

Feng Jin soon fell into a dream.

Lin Yan tiptoed and sat down beside him, looking at that familiar face with lingering eyes.

Feng Jin's breathing was very soft.

The long eyelashes fluttered and trembled with breathing, Lin Yan's heart twitched, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch his face.

He has a lot to say to Feng Jin.

For example... this time he went to America, he has no plan to come back.

He was afraid that he would be reluctant and unwilling, and would sneak back to find him again, disturbing his life again, so what he applied for was not a foreign school, but a foreign immigrant. If the procedures were completed, he would not be able to stay in China in the future After more than a month, it happened to be able to completely cut off his last thoughts.

He didn't want to do that, but he really... couldn't bear it.

Lin Yan wiped Feng Jin's face with his hand and stopped, his eyes were red, staring at him for a long while, then smiled bitterly, and slowly took his hand back. cm─7

went.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Ruili came on time.

Lin Yan and Wen Ruili were talking outside the ward, while Feng Jin was lying on the bed restless, when he suddenly heard the phone beside the bed ringing "Ding Dong Yi Yi".

He picked up the phone and looked at it, his eyes froze instantly.

It was an email reminder.

[There are still three days until Ah Yan's birthday!three days! 】

Feng Jin squeezed the phone tightly, and it was difficult to breathe.

He has never had a birthday since he was a child, and he has no idea about birthdays. In the first year when he was with Lin Yan, he naturally forgot Lin Yan's birthday. After that time, Feng Jin recorded Lin Yan's birthday in a mailbox and turned it into a memo. Every year when there were three days before Lin Yan's birthday, he would receive an email reminder every day until Lin Yan's birthday is approaching.

Feng Jin looked at the phone screen quietly, the line of small black characters, like a ferocious beast, jumped out of the phone, pounced on his heart, biting fiercely...

He frowned, and tapped the screen with his finger.

Then hit the delete key.

As soon as he threw the phone aside, Wen Ruili and Lin Yan came in one after the other.

The two men, who were clearly confronting each other not long ago, are much more polite now.

As soon as Wen Ruili entered the room, he walked directly to the side of the bed, gently tucked the quilt for Feng Jin, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah."

Wen Ruili sighed and patted his head: "Don't do stupid things anymore."

Feng Jin smiled obediently, "No more."

Lin Yan leaned against the door, squinting his eyes, with a complex smile on his lips, taking in all the intimate actions of these two people.

By the time Wen Ruili remembered that there was another person here, Lin Yan had already disappeared.

Wen Ruili looked at the half-open door, frowned and said to Feng Jin, "He seems to have left."

Feng Jin nodded: "En."

Wen Ruili thought about what Lin Yan had just said to him, and said in a cautious tone, "He said he would never bother you again."

"Hopefully."

"I think he's serious." Wen Ruili said, "I received a call from the hospital this morning, and they told me to go back to work next week. Did he really stop?"

Feng Jin fell silent.

Wen Ruili looked down at him, and chuckled: "Aren't you reluctant?"

Feng Jin laughed along, "Want to hear the truth?"

"Of course. Didn't you reject me all the time? You said you only regarded me as a big brother. If you really let go, how dare you reject such a caring and warm man like me?"

Feng Jin laughed out loud.

"It's really a little bit reluctant. In my whole life, I have liked him alone, and I have lost my soul. Some things have been stuck in my bones, and it is really not easy to forget."

Wen Ruili frowned: "What you said made my heart shudder, people who don't know would think that you will get back together with him sooner or later,"

"No." Feng Jin shook his head: "No matter how strong and deep my feelings for him are, it stopped here. Falling upstairs really hurts, I regretted it at that time, I will live a good life."

"No more love?"

Feng Jin smiled, "Well, it's over."

Wen Ruili sighed again: "Okay, when you forget him one day, you can think about me, okay?"

Feng Jin nodded seriously: "If there is such a day, I will definitely consider you."

Lin Yan sat in the car at the gate of the hospital and stayed there for half an hour. The whole car was filled with thick smoke. He lowered the window, took a deep look at the tall buildings of the hospital, and then shook his head. He chuckled twice and drove away.

The car stopped at a tattoo parlor.

The boss, Ayu, is a friend of Lin Yan, and he smiled when he saw Lin Yan: "Hey, brother Yan, why do you have the time to come and sit with me today?"

Lin Yan glanced over the row of tools on the shelf, and said, "Give me a tattoo too."

"Okay, what's the matter, what do you want to tattoo?"

Lin Yan smiled: "Let's tattoo a little monk."

"Huh? This is very strange."

"Can I have a tattoo?" Lin Yan was impatient.

"Yes, yes, let alone a monk, if you want to get a Tathagata tattoo, I can do it for you."

Ayu picked up the dick, "Brother, where is your tattoo?"

Lin Yan sat down on the stool, pulled off his tie, opened the neckline, pointed his slender fingers at the collarbone, "Just get the tattoo here.

A Yu's teeth became sour, and his mouth was crooked: "Brother, are you hurting yourself to death?"

Lin Yan smiled heartily, as if tears were about to come out, "How can you remember it forever if it doesn't hurt? It's just to improve your memory.

A Yu felt something was wrong: "Brother...are you alright?"

Lin Yan gradually closed his smile: "It's okay, go ahead, I have something to do, I'm in a hurry."

"Hey, good."

─A month later, Lin Yan's immigration procedures were completed.

Without notifying anyone, and without any farewell ceremony, Lin Yan flew to the other side of the ocean alone in the early morning of early summer.

Feng Jin's injury has been recuperated for a month, and he has recovered to a good degree. Except for his arm, he can't move, and his whole body is full of energy, as if a new spring has ushered in.

During this period, the studio that Gu Qingrang had prepared for a long time had already been established, and he successfully became the boss.

Feng Jin was the first celebrity signed by his studio. On the day of the official announcement, the entire Weibo was about to explode.

[Fuck, Feng Jin?It's been more than a year since there was no news of Jin Jin, right? 】

[I thought that something happened to Feng Jin and he was banned, but he actually signed with Lu Qingrang's studio. 】

[Gu Qing is awesome! 】

In addition to Feng Jin, Gu Qingrang signed a few more young actors, all of whom were selected by Chen Guqing.

Lu Qingrang even made the little boy... Ah, no, Si Chen was invited back, hired with a high salary, and asked him to lead newcomers.

Lu Qingrang's studio is listed on Weibo's trending searches almost every day. Apart from the young rookie actors who make people look forward to it, there is another reason.

That is Jiang Yichen.

From the first day when Gu Qingrang's studio was established, Jiang Yichen's Weibo style changed drastically.

[Jiang Yichen V: Forward @隐清从工作室V, newcomer actor Qiao Zihan reports. 】

[Jiang Yichen V: Forward @向清从工作室V, rookie singer Du Peiran. 】

【Jiang Yichen V: Forward...】

This can make a group of people who eat melons go crazy.

[Jiang Yichen is too funny, he works hard every day to help Gu Qing get the studio to advertise. 】

[Jiang Yichen is serious about advertising, as if he put a film on his mobile phone on the overpass. 】

[Unfortunately, Gu Qingrang has not followed Jiang Yichen on Weibo until now]

[The humbleness of licking a dog. 】

[This pair doesn't seem to be getting better. 】

[Fuck, shit, shit?Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to pay attention! 】

【no? 】

[Really paying attention!Just closed back! 】