The actor wants to get a divorce

Fu Ran was stunned.

He stared at Lin Yan blankly, his face was extremely pale, his lips trembled, and a tear silently fell down the corner of his eye.

It was as if a prisoner heard himself being sentenced to death on the spot.

That kind of despair and despair made Fu Ran's blood freeze.

There is a loud "humming" in my ears.

He lowered his head in a panic, and opened the phone with trembling fingers.

photos, text messages...

The entire phone was deleted cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

Fu Ran bit his lips tightly, then curled up his whole body, resting his head on the cold ground, and finally burst into tears.Feng Jin couldn't bear it, "Boss Fu..."

He stepped forward and bent down, trying to pull Fu Ran up from the ground.

Fu Ran's body was as cold as ice.

Lin Yan grabbed Feng Jin, "Xiao Jin."

Lin Yan didn't know what Fu Ran did to Lin Yang, but Feng Jin knew it very well.

Although Fu Ran is pitiful, he is not worthy of sympathy.

Feng Jin took a deep breath and let go of Fu Ran's arm.

Lin Yan dragged Feng Jin away.

Before getting into the car, Feng Jin couldn't help but look back at Fu Ran.

He was staggering up from the ground, with his head lowered and his shoulders huddled tightly, walking towards Lin Yang's grave with heavy steps.Those strong bodyguards grabbed his shoulders and threw him on the ground, and the old mobile phone rolled away.Fu Ran stumbled to his feet, picked up his phone, and walked to Lin Yang's tomb again, only to be thrown out again... Feng Jin's brows wrinkled involuntarily.

He looked back, opened the car door and sat in.

Lin Yan sat in the co-pilot, smoking silently.

Feng Jin fastened his seat belt, and gently held the steering wheel with both hands.

"President Ling Jiang calls and asks him to come and take Fu Ran back."

Lin Yan stubbed out the cigarette butt and said hoarsely, "Do you think I was too hard on him?"

Feng Jin shook his head: "No, he deserves it."

Lin Yan was surprised: "It's not like you would say such a thing."

Feng Jin smiled and didn't explain, but asked: "Did you really delete all those photos?"

"how?"

Feng Jin sighed: "I always feel a little pity, Brother Lin Yang's appearance as a student, that is a very precious memory..."

Lin Yan chuckled: "Of course, how could I delete those photos in order to get revenge on Fu Ran. I have backed them up, don't worry."

Feng Jin nodded: "I'm going to school, where are you going?"

Lin Yan turned to look at him: "I'm going to school too."

Feng Jin was startled, and frowned, "Lin Yan, stop making trouble."

"I didn't make a fuss." Lin Yan was very serious: "I passed the exam seriously. Do you want me to show you my student ID card?"

Feng Jin was stunned.

Lin Yan glanced at the steering wheel: "Don't be in a daze. I'm going to be late for the afternoon class."

Feng Jin was skeptical, but he couldn't say anything, so he just drove to school.

When Feng Jin went to school on the first day, he drove this black Bentley.

There are not many people in college who can afford this kind of multi-million dollar car, and Feng Jin was once a smashing star, so he was very eye-catching, so he was surrounded by people watching and taking pictures as soon as he got out of the car.

There are also girls who come forward to ask for a group photo.

Feng Jin has always been good-tempered, and he doesn't like rejecting others very much. He was about to nod his head in agreement, but Lin Yan put an arm directly around his neck, and dragged him into the crowd of girls to his side.

"Hey, who are you?"

"What are you doing?"

The female classmates were dissatisfied.

Lin Yan smiled happily: "I'm sorry, classmate, Feng Jin is going to be late for class, and for things like taking pictures, wait until get out of class is over, excuse me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the girls' expressions, they hooked Feng Jin's shoulders and took them away.

Feng Jin frowned: "Actually, I can take a photo with them, there is still a while before class."

"Shut up." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, "You are not allowed to take photos with them."

Feng Jin frowned even tighter.

Lin Yan looked a little unnatural, took his hand off Feng Jin's neck, and coughed twice to explain: "This is a school, you are here for school, and you are not here to be an idol star, in case those girls In order to chase you, can you take responsibility for not studying hard?"

Feng Jin thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make sense.

He quickly took out a mask from his bag, put it on his face, and said in an embarrassed voice, "Then I'll wear a mask from now on."

"Your Bentley is too conspicuous. Take my car in the future. I have an old BMW. It was a gift from my brother when I was an adult."

In Lin Yan's mind, he typed "Zhao Xin Li Pa La", and he would be able to go to and from school with Feng Jin in the future.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jin directly refused.

"It's okay, I'll take the bus here by myself. It's very convenient anyway."

Lin Yan still wanted to speak, but Feng Jin had already stepped into the classroom.

Lin Yan entered the classroom one step too late, and Feng Jin's front, back, left, and right positions had already been taken away.

His face darkened, and he walked directly towards the girl sitting on Feng Jin's right.

Last time, Lin Yan succeeded in grabbing a seat by virtue of his "bad legs and feet", and became famous in the class.

As soon as the girl saw Lin Yan, without waiting for him to speak, she put on a bitter face and said, "I'm sorry, my aunt today, I just sat down and didn't want to move. Please find another seat, thank you."

Lin Yan: "..."

Back and forth, left and right have echoed.

"My feet hurt."

"I have a stomach ache."

"I'm mentally retarded, so I have to sit next to Feng Jin."

Lin Yan: "..." He's not a doctor, so go see a doctor if you're a fool.

Feng Jin glanced at Lin Yan, his face covered by the mask was somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, angrily picked a seat diagonally behind Feng Jin and sat down.

After the class bell rang, a male college student who had just woken up hurried into the classroom and sat down on the empty seat beside Lin Yan.

Panting, he tilted his head while holding the book and asked Lin Yan: "Hey, classmate, did you call the roll?"

Lin Yan said coldly: "No!"

The boy was taken aback, feeling aggrieved, "Damn it, brother, what's wrong with me, you're rushing at me like that."

Lin Yan ignored him, staring straight at Feng Jin.

The girl next to Feng Jin kept talking to Feng Jin, and even gave Feng Jin her own milk tea.

Lin Yan clenched his fists.

It was as if someone had ripped out his heart and drained the blood.

─For the whole class, Lin Yan was restless. If he didn't have the last shred of reason, he would have rushed over and taken Feng Jin away.

The male classmate next to Lin Yan didn't realize that the man beside him was about to explode.

He still touched Lin Yan's nails: "Brother, do you have a pen? Lend me one and use it."

Lin Yan clenched his fist tightly, the back of his hand was full of veins.

"What time is it? How many minutes are left for get out of class?"

Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore: "Why can't you just shut up?"

His voice was clear and loud in the huge classroom.

The teacher who was lecturing on the podium was stunned, and the students in the classroom all looked over one after another.

Damn, there are students who tell the teacher to shut up?

Warriors!

Then Lin Yan was "invited" out of the classroom very "friendly" by the old professor on the podium.

Lin Yan, who was kicked out of the classroom, sat on the steps outside the classroom, biting a cigarette depressedly.

It's... so embarrassing.

How could he hold his head up in front of Xiao Jin in the future?

Lin Yan covered his face and sighed heavily.

After finally getting out of class, Lin Yan got up and went to the door of the classroom to wait for Feng Jin.

Feng Jin and a few classmates came out of the classroom talking and laughing.

Seeing him, his eyes visibly froze.

Then chat with classmates.

Lin Yan silently followed behind him, keeping a distance of more than one meter like a small tail.

Finally, the group of girls broke up, and Lin Yan was about to go forward when someone suddenly called Feng Jin.

"Feng Jin."

Lin Yan was startled, and followed the prestige.

The whole person was stunned.

Isn't this the one named Xu?

He frowned subconsciously, and then saw Feng Jin trotting all the way to Associate Professor Xu.

"Mr. Xu."

Xu Xiyuan smiled, "You're wearing a mask, I almost didn't recognize you."

Feng Jin quickly took off the mask, "Mr. Xu, do you have class today?"

Xu Xiyuan chuckled: "There are no classes, just a regular academic meeting on Wednesday afternoon."

Lin Yan didn't like this Xu Xiyuan.

Feng Jin was too enthusiastic in front of him.

He was shy towards everyone, but only this Xu Xiyuan gave Feng Jin's eyes an irrepressible light.

Lin Yan's heart began to sore again.

He took a deep breath and walked straight over.

Hoarse voice: "Feng Jin."

Xu Xiyuan glanced at Lin Yan, then asked Feng Jin: "This is..."

Lin Yan introduced himself: "My name is Lin Yan, and I am Feng Jin's pursuer..."

"classmate."

Feng Jin directly interrupted Lin Yan's words.

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment.

He stared blankly at Feng Jin, and when he reached the word "suitor", he couldn't say anything.

The throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton wool, and even swallowing became extremely difficult.

His eyes couldn't help turning red, he clenched his fists tightly, and then smiled at Xu Xiyuan with difficulty, "Yes, Feng Jin and I are...classmates."

It turns out that they are not even friends.

Just classmates.

Lin Yan's heart seemed to be cut open.

Hot and painful.

Was he so eager to get rid of his relationship with him because he didn't want Xu Xiyuan to misunderstand him?

He actually cared so much about Xu Xiyuan's opinion.

Lin Yan lowered his head.

Xu Xiyuan nodded, and smiled at Feng Jin: "I'm going to the meeting time, see you next time."

"Goodbye Teacher Xu."

"Ah."

Xu Xiyuan left.

Then Lin Yan asked Feng Jin with red eyes: "What did you mean just now?"

Feng Jin put the mask back on, and said calmly, "What?"

"You said we were friends, didn't you?"

Feng Jin was silent for a moment, then he seemed to muster up his courage, and said to Lin Yan: "Lin Yan, can you not tell Teacher Xu about the things I have been with you?"

Lin Yan's face paled instantly, and his fingers tightened one by one.

"Are you so afraid... that he knows that there was a past between us?" Lin Yan's heart ached, his eyes were red and shocking: "You fell in love with him, didn't you?"

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Lin Yan: I'm a little flustered... I can't be too flustered.

Fu Ran: I'm even more panicked, my wife is gone!

Jiang Yichen: With my wife in hand, let me smile...