The actor wants to get a divorce

The other end of the phone was quiet, there was no sound at all.

Lin Yang was wondering if he had hung up the phone, when Feng Jin suddenly spoke in a gentle and calm voice: "Hello."

Lin Yang turned his head and glanced at the closed bedroom door, thinking of Lin Yan's disappointment, his temples hurt suddenly.

"Feng Jin, I'm going to say something straight. Is it really impossible for you and my brother?"

Lin Yang sighed: "He is very bad now. At that time, he resigned from the company without a word, ran abroad, and directly went through the immigration procedures. He left for more than half a year and never went back! My parents I'm so worried, Feng Jin, I know I shouldn't be making this call for you, and I, an outsider, shouldn't meddle in your affairs with him, but Ah Yan is my own younger brother, so I just want to hear, what kind of person are you? What kind of plan?"

Feng Jin's voice didn't sound too ups and downs, "I didn't ask him to stay abroad and not come back, but... It's really over with him."

What he said was categorical without any hesitation, and Lin Yang understood it in his heart as soon as he heard it.

That bastard brother of mine seems to have really tortured this relationship to the end.

"Feng Jin, I understand what you mean. I know Ah Yan very well. It must be that he is sorry for you. It's just that he is idling abroad, either drinking or racing. If this continues, he will sooner or later I will play with my own life."

Feng Jin's voice was a little lower: "Mr. Lin, please speak up if you have something to say."

"Feng Jin, can I ask you not to break contact with my brother for now, after breaking up, you can still be friends."

"No one would force their good friend to commit suicide." Feng Jin's voice finally trembled, panting quickly: "I'm sorry, I really don't want to have any contact with him anymore."

Lin Yang's pupils were startled, and he suddenly asked, "What if he really died?"

Feng Jin was silent for three seconds, and then continued: "The Lin family doesn't even know what to do with a funeral, right?"

Lin Yang's pupils dilated instantly, and the phone was pinched tightly.

After a while, he suppressed the ups and downs of emotions in his heart, smiled and said: "I understand what you mean, I'm the one who interrupted you tonight, sorry."

"Boss Lin is polite."

After dropping the four words lightly, the phone was hung up immediately.

Not a trace of sloppiness.

Lin Yang's heart was chilling, and with Feng Jin's attitude, Lin Yan was probably hopeless.

When Lin Yan woke up, it was the afternoon of the next day.

He stared at his messy hair, barefoot, walked out of the bedroom with his head down, and went to the wine cabinet in the living room with ease, flipping through the wine "orbitally".

"Continue drinking just after waking up? Why don't you just find a rope and hang yourself by the neck?"

Lin Yang came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, and when he saw Lin Yan, he was furious.

Lin Yan turned around and frowned: "What are you doing here?"

"To see if you need someone to collect the body for you."

Lin Yan's face was startled, he turned over a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, turned back and sat down on the sofa.

Lin Yang couldn't understand him like this, so he sneered, "Lin Yan, why bother?"

Lin Yan's face was cold, as if a layer of ice had formed, he opened the wine bottle without saying a word, but he couldn't find the wine glass, so he went to the kitchen to get it lazily, and took several sips directly with his head raised to his mouth.

Lin Yang smiled even colder.

He went to the refrigerator and tore off a sticky note on it.

Pointing to the string of phone numbers above, sarcastically: "Is this number Feng Jin's?"

Lin Yan raised his head and glanced at the note, but said nothing.

"Last night I checked your phone, and the emergency contact on it, you also filled in Feng Jin's phone number. Let me guess what you want to do." Lin Yang sat down opposite him, with a sarcastic expression: "You Do you just hope that one day you will pass out in the apartment, or have an accident while racing outside, and be sent to the hospital."

Lin Yan's brows tightened little by little.

Lin Yang continued: "Then the people in the hospital will help you contact Feng Jin... Feng Jin must have been terrified when he heard about your accident. The bastard things you did in the past can be written off, and the two of them reconciled in the hospital as before. , when nothing happened?"

Lin Yan's brows were finally tightened to death.

He stared at Lin Yang, and shook his head for a while, laughing at himself twice.

Drinking and smoking for half a year made his voice sound extremely hoarse to me, as if it had been rubbed by a lithium knife, low and dry, how should I put it?

Although he was not as exaggerated as Lin Yang said, deep down in his heart, he really blessed such a little fantasy.

His little Jin is so kind, what if...

What if one day he softens his heart?

He just wants to get back to him, and everything else can be given up.

Seeing Lin Yan's expression, Lin Yang knew that he had guessed right, scolded a few words "idiot" in his heart, and then said, "Lin Yan, don't waste your time, you are acting like you are in a TV series, and people still treat you Do not forget, reluctant to part?"

Lin Yan's face lost some color.

Lin Yang stabbed his heart riddled with holes again: "Even if you die on the side of the road and are eaten by wild dogs, he won't even blink."

"Impossible..." Lin Yan's eyes were red, his hands were trembling, and his lips were trembling: "He likes me...he liked me before, he won't be so cruel..."

Lin Yang pursed his lips, "Really? Ah Yan, to tell you the truth, I contacted Feng Jin last night."

Lin Yan's eyes widened in an instant, and he stared blankly at Lin Yang. After a while, he hurriedly jumped up, walked in front of Lin Yang, and pressed his shoulder in a hurry: "What did he say? What did he say?" Do you have anything to say to me..."

He panicked like an abandoned little boy, lost in the huge world and the crowd of strangers, unable to find his relatives and the way home.

Lin Yang's eyes were stained with playfulness, and he purposely whetted his appetite.

Lin Yan's eyes were so red that it was shocking, "Brother, what did he say? Did he say anything about me..."

Lin Yang sneered, "Tell me, he said that whether you live or die has nothing to do with him, and he asked Lin Jialing to organize your funeral."

Lin Yan's face didn't even have the last trace of blood.

As if struck by a thunderbolt, the blood all over his body froze.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say "impossible".How could such a gentle and obedient Xiao Jin say such words.

But he couldn't say anything, only a broken and hoarse monosyllable was squeezed out of his throat, like a suppressed whine.

A drop of tear suddenly slipped from the corner of Lin Yan's eye.

His knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Lin Yang with a "plop".Brother, you are lying to me.You said, you lied to me, right?

Lin Yang sighed, stretched out his hand and gently touched his younger brother's head, and straightened his hair with his slender fingers.

"Ah Yan, why are you struggling with this impossible relationship?" Lin Yang's voice was low but clear: "Feng Jin, he really let you go."

Lin Yan's nose suddenly became sour, and his heart was burning with pain. He was splashed with boiling oil, and his heart was piercing.

"Ah Yan, I know you have regrets and unwillingness, but the fact is true. Feng Jin has let you go and lived his own life. You have been standing still for so long. Parents are getting old. Can you Be sensible and stop asking them to worry about you?"

Lin Yan's hands and feet were weak, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice hole. He knelt on the floor for a long time, then got up and went back to the bedroom numbly.

Three days later, Lin Yan emptied all the alcohol in the apartment.

He went to a friend's company as an executive vice president.

Lin Yang visited that company before returning to China, and was somewhat dissatisfied: "This company is too small. If you want to do it, brother can help you find a bigger one."

"No need." Lin Yan smiled softly, "I want to start from a young age first, brother, I don't plan to go back in the future, the company at home needs you and Brother Fu Ran to take care of it, I will become famous here of the head."

Lin Yang frowned. Although he was dissatisfied with his brother's decision, he knew the reason why he did so, and he didn't force anything.I just asked, "When you are free, remember to go home and take a look, don't worry your parents.

After Lin Yang left, Lin Yan stood alone in front of the French window and was silent for a long time.

He drove to a tattoo parlor.

Taking off his shirt, his tight and firm upper body was exposed. The little monk with the tattoo on his collarbone had lost some color after being touched by him too many times.

He asked a tattoo artist to tattoo himself again, and then left in silence.

Lu Qingrang's "Clown Lover" was officially completed at the end of April.

The director intends to invite everyone to a celebration banquet at the Hunan Restaurant.

Lu Qingrang hugged his stomach, and the apologetic director bid.

"Yo, Great Movie King Gu, what's the matter with you? I'm pregnant with my uncle?"

Someone was joking.

Lu Qingrang pointed at the orchid and pointed at the winking one, and said in a dramatic manner; "Oh, old ghost! Don't you know if I'm pregnant or not?"

The man quickly made a vomiting expression.

The others laughed together: "Gu Qing made you so flirtatious."

After dismissing the group of people laughing and laughing, Gu Qing finally managed to get away. He actually likes to be lively, especially in his current coffee position. Everywhere he goes, he is surrounded by stars. He just likes to be praised.

But not today.

Today is Jiang Yichen's birthday.

The man had reminded him of this matter in front of him half a month ago with all kinds of hints and side-stepping.

Lu Qingrang couldn't even pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Gu Qingrang went to the cake shop first, took the ordered cake, and then drove home.

The gift for Jiang Yichen was also cheap for the party fee. It was a pair of plain rings that he asked Xiaomi to buy from a jewelry store. The style was bad and the price was 50 yuan each.

Even Gu Qing felt that it was too expensive. If it was placed in the countryside, he might have been able to get rid of Jiang Yichen by simply swiping a dog's tail.

Lu Qing let out of the elevator humming a little tune in a happy mood, and when he walked to the door of the house, seeing the warm yellow light pouring out from the crack of the door felt even more warm in his heart.

He stepped forward and rang the doorbell, waiting for Jiang Yichen to open the door for him.

I thought that when the door opened later, I could give Jiang Yichen a loving hug, and the old couple would occasionally come to add passion to the love.

But as soon as the door opened, Gu Qingrang froze instantly, and the smile on his face didn't even have time to take back.

Shen Zhiyan stood at the door with a smile on his face, wearing his own apron and his own slippers on his feet.

"A Rang, are you back? Come in quickly."

Lu Qing's face instantly turned black.

Sweeping his back again, Qin Su and Gu Zeming looked at him in unison, beside Jiang Yichen who looked embarrassed.

- some instructions

Regarding the recent plot, that is, what A Rang said about Mr. Jiang behind his back, there is something I want to explain.

First of all, A Rang has never been a perfect person. In my original setting, he is a person who loves money, is a street person, and has a fireworks atmosphere.

He had a bad childhood and experienced the unbearable memories of being subverted by his childhood friends.

The seven years of marriage have worn away many edges and corners of A Rang. I arranged for him to lose his memory in the hope that he could find himself again, and give Mr. Jiang and A Rang a chance to get back to that relationship again.

I don't want to use a purely positive description to describe any one of my characters.I hope he is three-dimensional, so I will let Ah Rang add a little indifference to his kindness. For example, although he feels sorry for his younger brother, he will not forgive the Gu family.

The same is true of Mr. Jiang, he is stubborn, sticks to his horns, and does some more harmful things under the banner of being good for Ah Rang...

I hope they will grow up, save each other, and improve each other, not that this person is perfect from the beginning, he is affectionate, dedicated, smart, and has a high emotional intelligence...

There are these in the characters in the book, but those irritable, stubborn, stubborn, dead-headed, little indifferent and ruthless are also what I hope to give them.

Ah Rang's memory will recover, and he will bring back those seven years little by little. I hope that on that day, he can smile and say to Jiang Yichen that it's okay, instead of falling into the seven-year dispute again.

He really put it down and turned the page.

From the moment he accepted President Jiang again, those seven years have truly passed.

So did Lin Yan and Feng Jin.

These two couples, these four people, all started with the word "misunderstanding", but misunderstanding is not a fig leaf, a single misunderstanding can turn everything over, as if nothing happened.

So I don't want to write the kind of plot where everyone is reunited once the misunderstanding is resolved.

The hurt is real and it will never go away.

Some of the above are expressive.

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