The actor wants to get a divorce

"Little Jin..."

Feng Jin nodded at him: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Without looking at Lin Yan, he lifted his foot and left.

Unwillingly, Lin Yan wanted to chase after him, and suddenly blocked him with an arm, stopping him.

Lin Yan stared at Jiang Zefei with red eyes: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Zefei sighed: "Lin Yan, what are you doing? Don't you want to talk to you if you don't see Feng Jin?"

Lin Yan took a deep breath, pushed Jiang Zefei away, his eyes were red, and he sneered: "It's not your turn to intervene in the matter between me and Xiao Jin."

Jiang Zefei shrugged, "I just think that the behavior of stalking and stalking is really annoying. Feng Jin doesn't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Lin Yan, you just disappear quietly, okay?"

Lin Yan smiled even colder: "What are you? When I met him, what happened to you?"

Jiang Zefei came over, stretched out his hand and gently patted the ashes on Lin Yan's clothes, and said in a teasing tone: "Lin Yan, I really haven't known Feng Jin for as long as you, but so what? Feng Jin sees you even now I feel disgusting, but I can be with him openly."

The redness at the end of Lin Yan's eyes intensified by three points.

As if being pinched by the neck, the breathing suddenly became heavy.

Jiang Zefei's words were like a sharp knife with poison, stabbing the soft flesh in his heart one after another.

He gritted his teeth, and looked at him word by word: "Jiang Zefei, you really want to tear yourself apart with me, don't you?"

Jiang Zefei smiled: "Brother, look at what you said, we are brothers with broken bones and tendons, how could I tear myself apart with you. I just think that since Feng Jin has already let you go, you are still old Don’t you think it’s selfish to disturb his life?”

He helped Lin Yan tidy up his clothes: "Feng Jin has sacrificed so much for you, how dare you tie his life with him again? If you really like him, you should set him free. Give him to me, Don't worry, I will treat him well for you."

Lin Yan sneered mockingly, "You?"

Jiang Zefei was startled.

Lin Yan slowly walked to the side, staring at Jiang Zefei's face with dark and deep pupils: "Actually, I have something that I have never asked you."

"Just ask."

Lin Yan narrowed his pupils slightly, a bit of danger and hostility spread silently in the darkness.

"The day I woke up, the fire, were you in that room too?"

Jiang Zefei paused, then shrugged: "So what?"

Lin Yan sneered, "You know that when the fire broke out, Feng Jin was sleeping on the second floor, did you ever think about coming up to save him?"

Jiang Zefei gritted his teeth: "Of course, I..."

"You fucking fart!" Lin Yan's chest heaved violently, his eyes were full of dense red threads, he stared at Jiang Zefei, wishing to drill a hole in him: "If you really want to save him, why would you?" He ran out alone! He was on the second floor, and he almost died because of the cigarettes you smoked, but you threw him there."

In fact, he has been thinking about why he woke up in such a fire after he was in a coma for a long time.

At that time, he seemed to be having a dream. In the dream, Feng Jin was walking towards the edge of the tall building step by step. In the dream, he felt a deep fear. He wanted to catch him, and he couldn't let Feng Jin get hurt.

Perhaps it was this dream with perception that forced him to wake up in that fire.

If he didn't wake up and Jiang Zefei ran away early, Feng Jin probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Jiang Zefei tried his best to defend himself, his neck was red, "I have already called 119, besides, at that time..."

Jiang Zefei was startled, and sneered, "Lin Yan, are you suspecting that I don't love Feng Jin?"

Lin Yan stared at him, "You love Feng Jin, but you love yourself more."

It doesn't matter how enthusiastic you say you like it.

The instinctive reaction between life and death is the most real.

Jiang Zefei stared at Lin Yan, was silent for a long time, and then smiled slightly.

"Don't struggle, Lin Yan, I don't have that much time to discuss with you here who loves Feng Jin more, even if you don't want to, the person who is by Feng Jin's side now is me, you... It's the past It's time."

Lin Yan clenched his fists little by little.

Jiang Zefei walked up to him, lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear: "I will live in your former apartment, sleep on your and his bed, and erase your and his memories little by little. Instead of you, eat with him, watch TV together, hug him, kiss him, make love to him..."

Lin Yan's pupils suddenly tightened.

He could no longer control his anger, and suddenly grabbed Jiang Zefei's collar and pressed him against the wall.

There was a "bang___".

Jiang Zefei felt severe pain in his back.

Just as he frowned, Lin Yan's fist brushed against the churning whirlwind, and slammed it hard at him one by one.

Jiang Zefei dodged subconsciously, but the bridge of his nose was rubbed by his fist.

Warm blood gushed out in an instant.

Lin Yan stared at him fiercely like a lion whose tie had been taken by someone: "How dare you touch him."

Jiang Zefei looked at Lin Yan, the provocation and ridicule in his eyes dissipated little by little, and then suddenly turned into innocence and fear in the next second.

He covered his nose and frowned, "Brother, you have something to say, how could you hit someone... It's not my fault that Feng Jin doesn't want to talk to you..." Lin Yan was slightly taken aback when he saw his face change instantly. Startled.

In the next second, he seemed to understand something, and subconsciously looked back.

Feng Jin was standing three or four meters behind him, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Lin Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

"Little Jin..."

He let go of his hand in an instant, and let go of Jiang Zefei who was pressed against the wall by him, his eyes were full of panic.

"me"

Feng Jin looked at him with a disappointed tone, "Lin Yan, do you only use your fists to solve problems now? Or do you think you haven't been lying on the bed long enough?"

Lin Yan's shoulders froze.

"When did you become so violent..."

Feng Jin sighed and stopped talking to him. He walked to Jiang Zefei's side, "Are you all right?"

Jiang Zefei covered his bleeding nose and frowned: "It hurts, it hurts, Feng Jin."

Feng Jin: "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

Jiang Zefei glanced at Lin Yan from the corner of his eye. He was already pale and his eyes were flushed.

Jiang Zefei followed Feng Jin, took two steps, and then turned around to show Lin Yan a victorious smile.

Lin Yan stood quietly on the spot, and in his eyes, Feng Jin's background was getting further and further away.

It was not until he could no longer see that Lin Yan sat on the steps in a somewhat exhausted state.

His eyes were red, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked extremely aggrieved. In the late autumn night, he was like an abandoned pet that couldn't find its way home.

Feng Jin accompanied Jiang Zefei to the hospital. The injury on Jiang Zefei's nose was not serious, but only slightly damaged tissue. He would be fine after going back to the hospital for ten days.

Jiang Zefei stared at his own face in the mirror, frowning, "Fortunately, it's not disfigured, otherwise it would be ugly."

Feng Jin hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth: "Zefei, when will you move out from my place?"

Jiang Zefei was stunned, and looked at Feng Jin in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Feng Jin looked unnatural: "Lin Yan has already woken up, you don't need to live with me anymore, you can take care of him for me, you... have your own things to do, right?"

Jiang Zefei panicked. He hurriedly walked up to Feng Jin: "Why did you drive me away? Don't you want to live with me?"

Feng Jin sighed: "Zefei, I made it clear to you a long time ago that I will never be with Lin Yan again, nor will I be with Lin Yan's younger brother."

"Then don't treat me as Lin Yan's younger brother." Jiang Zefei was angry: "It's not my choice that I am his younger brother, Feng Jin, you are treating me so unfairly. Just because I am his Brother, why don't you give me a chance?"

Feng Jin's face was even more troubled. He was silent for a long time before he said: "The relationship between me and Lin Yan has exhausted me. Jiang Zefei, I have no intention of starting the next relationship, do you understand?"

Jiang Zefei nodded: "It's okay, I can wait."

Feng Jin frowned.

Jiang Zefei smiled, "I understand what you mean, I will move out tomorrow, and I will come back when you are ready to enter a new relationship."

The next day, Jiang Zefei moved out of Feng Jin's apartment.

Feng Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

He applied for the adult admissions examination of a university, and in October of this year, Feng Jin successfully enrolled.

Feng Jin is not an ambitious person, he wanted to be a student before, find an ordinary job, and live an ordinary life.

It was Lin Yan who pulled him into such a world.

Now, he finally got out and just wanted to do something he likes.

On the first day of Feng Jin's enrollment, it caused a stir among all the students of N University.

Almost all the female students in the school ran over to watch this big star who had quit the entertainment industry.

Feng Jinxuan's "World History" elective classroom was even more crowded, with not a single vacant seat.

Of course, coming to class is not the purpose, to see big stars in class, that is the most important thing.

Wearing a mask, Feng Jin opened the textbook, no matter how hot the eyes fell on him, he quietly waited for the teacher to come to class.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jin suddenly heard a familiar voice from beside him.

"Excuse me, this classmate, can you give me a seat?"

Feng Jin was frightened by the voice, and hurriedly turned his head to look over one by one

I saw Lin Yan leaning on a cane, talking to a female classmate beside him.

The female classmate managed to squeeze into Feng Jin's side, so she was hesitant to give up this treasured land willingly.

Lin Yan sighed: "Student, you see that my legs are like this, do you have the nerve to compete for a seat with me, a disabled person with leg problems?"

The female classmate blushed, got up quickly, and gave up her seat to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan said "Thank you", and then sat down beside Feng Jin.

He curled his lips and asked Feng Jin: "Is this a history class?"

Feng Jin frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Study."

Feng Jin: "You don't even know what class it is..."

Lin Yan smiled: "I'll find out later, by the way, I didn't bring a book, please read one with me."

Feng Jin was silent for a while, then gently pushed his history book between the two of them.

─One class, two hours, Lin Yan dragged his chin and stared in Feng Jin's direction.

Feng Jin was very uncomfortable being stared at, lowered his voice, and said angrily: "Are you looking at me or reading?"

Lin Yan smiled, lowered his head to look at the history book, then picked up a pen and drew a small heart on the book.

Feng Jin: "..."

─For the whole class, Feng Jin endured all kinds of harassment from the "disabled person" around him. If he was still in class, Feng Jin would have thrown a book on his head and told him to get lost.

It was finally time for get out of class to end. As soon as the teacher announced that get out of class was over, Feng Jin was surrounded by girls.

"Feng Jin, can you add a WeChat account?"

"Feng Jin, leave a contact information, we will all be classmates from now on."

"May I ask you questions that I won't know in the future?"

Feng Jin blushed, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to exchange contact information with these girls.

Lin Yan clenched his teeth, stood up against the table, and reached out to grab Feng Jin over one by one.

"Hey, students, I'm sorry, classmate Feng Jin is going to take me to the bathroom, contact information, let's talk about it next time.

"Won't you go up there yourself?"

Lin Yan raised his eyebrows: "Please, miss, I'm an epileptic. The toilet is on the third floor. How can I get there?"

Lin Yan put Feng Jin's things into his backpack and lazily threw them on his shoulder.

Pulling Feng Jin, "Let's go, I can't hold back anymore."

So everyone watched this "handicapped" abduct Feng Jinling away with lightning speed.

Everyone:

What about the inconvenient legs and feet?

What's the matter with running faster than a rabbit?

Lin Yan dragged Feng Jin all the way out of the classroom.

Feng Jincai finally couldn't bear to push him away.

"Lin Yan, what are you going to do?"

Lin Yan lowered his head and looked innocent: "I really need to go to the toilet."

Feng Jin gritted his teeth: "Your legs are obviously on the mend."

Lin Yan paused for a moment, then coughed lightly twice, with reddened ears: "Then... between classmates, it's quite right to go to the bathroom together, isn't it?"

Is it normal? "

Feng Jin looked at him coldly.

Lin Yan was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He put the phone next to his ear, and in an instant, his face was extremely pale.

─A few minutes later, Lin Yan put the phone down from his ear in a daze.

Feng Jin frowned: "I'm leaving."

Lin Yan's eyes were red, and he slowly sat down on the stone steps by the side of the road, biting his teeth, his shoulders trembling violently.

Feng Jin's Adam's apple rolled: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, Lin Yan, I won't trust you anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Feng Jin walked a dozen steps, but didn't hear the footsteps behind him, subconsciously looked back one by one

Lin Yan was still sitting there for an instant, with his head lowered deeply and his shoulders trembling violently.

Feng Jin gave a "giggle" in his heart.

Lin Yan cried.

what happened?

He thought of the call Lin Yan had just received, and a shadow fell over his heart.

Is it related to the phone call just now?

After he answered the phone call, his face was very ugly.

Feng Jin frowned, and turned back quickly, "Lin Yan, are you okay?"

A low sob sounded from Lin Yan's throat, and he hugged his head tightly with both hands.

Feng Jin felt more and more uneasy, he knelt down in front of Lin Yan.

"Lin Yan, is something wrong?"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and suddenly hugged Feng Jin into his arms.

Feng Jin was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to push him away: "Let go..."

Lin Yan choked up, buried his head in his neck, and said hoarsely, "Xiao Jin, let me hug you for a while, it will be fine in a while.

"My brother...my brother is gone..."

The author has something to say

Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, if you don't give a ticket, Ah Kui will be gone too.

Come on, let us congratulate Fu Ran for killing his wife.

Lin Yang: I can still fight.