The actor wants to get a divorce

Fu Ran glanced back at the bedroom, and said coldly, "He's gone back."

"I can't get in touch with Xiaoyang."

"If you can't get in touch, go to the police." Fu Ran said impatiently, "Could it be that I detained Xiao Yang?"

Jin Mocheng gritted his teeth with hatred on the phone, "You think I really dare not go to the police, do you? Fu Ran, Xiaoyang was with you in the afternoon, and the last person he saw was you. Now I can't contact him , Of course I’m here to ask you for someone.”

Fu Ran: "As you like."

Fu Ran was about to hang up the phone.

Jin Mocheng's shortness of breath: "Fu Ran! Xiaoyang will move tomorrow"

Before Jin Mocheng could finish speaking, Fu Ran turned off his phone and threw it on the sofa.

The irritability in his heart prevented him from resting for a moment. He took the cigarette out of his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. When he was looking for a lighter, he remembered that Lin Yang didn't like the smell of smoke at home. garbage can.

After sitting in the living room for an unknown amount of time, Fu Ran got up and walked to the bedroom.

Lin Yang has already woken up.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, his upper body was naked, his fair skin was full of shocking traces of love, his hands were tightly locked by handcuffs.

He just glanced quickly at Fu Ran who came in, and then looked back calmly, looking tired and haggard.

Fu Ran secretly regretted it.

He knew that Lin Yang was afraid of pain, and even a small wound would make it difficult for Lin Yang to sleep.

He was irrationally stimulated by Lin Yang's clumsy lies and the incident in Jinmo City, he must have hurt him just now.

Fu Ran sat gently in front of Lin Yang, and reached out to touch his face.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll do it."

Lin Yang lowered his head: "I'm not hungry."

"If you don't eat dinner, you're going to have health problems."

Lin Yang frowned; "I really have no appetite, can you let me be alone for a while?"

Fu Ran nodded; "Then I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Fu Ran went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of shredded pork noodles with green vegetables for Lin Yang.

He let go of the handcuffs on Lin Yang's wrist, and stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into Lin Yang's hands.

Lin Yang rolled his Adam's apple, said nothing, and ate in silence.

Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Lin Yang didn't have a bad appetite, but he didn't dare to eat.

He hadn't taken medicine for a day, and his stomach was throbbing faintly, which made him instinctively afraid of all food.

The food in his stomach was like a sharp and cold dagger, wreaking havoc in his body.

He would rather be hungry than suffer that pain.

Lin Yang took a few mouthfuls of noodles, and pushed the bowl and chopsticks back to Fu Ran.

Fu Ran took it, didn't dislike it at all, and ate all the rest.

"Jin Mocheng called me."

Lin Yang's eyes brightened slightly.

Fu Ran pretended not to see it, resisted the soreness and slight pain in his heart, and continued: "He couldn't find you, suspected that you were with me, and said he would call the police.

Lin Yang sneered.

Fu Ran took out Lin Yang's cell phone, "So I want you to call him, you know what to say and what not to say."

Fu Ran handed the phone to Lin Yang, his eyes turned red, "If you dare to say a wrong word, I'll fuck you to death."

Lin Yang's shoulders couldn't help trembling.

He took the call and turned on the phone.

Text messages from Jinmo City poured out like a tide.

【Xiaoyang, where are you? 】

[Xiaoyang? 】

[Xiaoyang, don't scare me, what can we talk about tomorrow, okay? 】

【Where are you?I'm going to pick you up now. 】

Lin Yang deleted those text messages with one click, and then called Jinmo City.

The phone is answered in seconds.

Jin Mocheng was on the phone, as if he was going crazy.

"Xiaoyang? You finally called me back! Where are you?"

Lin Yang glanced at Fu Ran lightly, and said in a calm voice, "I have something to do."

"what's up?"

Lin Yang: "Stop asking."

Jin Mocheng breathed heavily; "Xiaoyang, tell me honestly, are you with Fu Ran? Did he threaten you?"

Lin Yang's Adam's apple rolled, "No, no one threatened me, I just have some personal matters to deal with, I will go back tomorrow morning, don't worry

Heart. "

"Xiaoyang, what the hell are you doing?"

Before Jin Mocheng could finish speaking, Lin Yang hung up the phone.

He returned the phone to Fu Ran, "Are you satisfied?"

Fu Ran locked the phone in the cabinet again, and then gently hugged Lin Yang who was cold all over.

He stroked Lin Yang's soft hair and let his head rest on his shoulder.

"Xiaoyang, I know there are many misunderstandings between us, but we will be fine, and we will be the same as before."

Lin Yang let him hold her without moving, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't let me go tonight, we will never go back."

Fu Ran's body froze instantly.

"You have to go, don't you?"

Lin Yang's face was pale: "I said, I'm going to the hospital tomorrow"

"Enough!" Fu Ran growled, "You just want to find that Jinmo City!"

Lin Yang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he just picked up the quilt and covered himself.

"Do whatever you want."

Fu Ran grabbed Lin Yang by the collar and pulled him out of the quilt: "Get up for me."

Lin Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice trembled: "Fu Ran, I'm not feeling well right now. If you still have a conscience, let me stay alone for a while, go downstairs and buy some painkillers for me, I beg you. ?"

Lin Yang's forehead was full of sweat, Fu Ran let him go little by little, then lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, his voice hoarse: "Okay, as long as you don't leave, don't go to that Jinmo City, I'll do anything you say." promise you."

When Fu Ran came back from the pharmacy after buying the medicine, Lin Yang had already curled up on the bed and fell asleep.

Lin Yang's sleeping appearance is very obedient, not at all like his usual cold and powerful appearance, his handsome eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the sweat on his forehead is wet with cold sweat, his whole body is tired and haggard.

Fu Ran's heart throbbed in pain.

How did his little yang, as powerful as the sun and soft as the moonlight, become like this.

Fu Ran gently held his thin hand, looked at his empty ring finger, ran to the study, and found a ring from the box.

Then put it on Lin Yang carefully but devoutly.

He kissed Lin Yang's slender fingers, his nose sore.

this is his seat

is his.

The diamond ring that Jin Mocheng bought for him, how could he be qualified to wear it here.

Lin Yang was tossed all night, his mind was sleepy, and he woke up at noon the next day.

Looking at the bright and dazzling sunlight outside the window, he was silent for a long time, then pushed Fu Ran beside him, his voice hoarse: "What time is it?"

The Fu family glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed in a daze: "It's eleven o'clock, it's okay, just sleep a little longer, I won't go to the company today."

Lin Yang was silent again.

After a long time, Fu Ran seemed to sigh softly when he heard Lin Yang.

The two of them slept until after two o'clock in the afternoon before Fu Ran hurriedly got up.

"I'm going to buy vegetables, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Yang sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the handcuffs on his hands, and said coldly, "Whatever."

Fu Ran embraced his shoulder, took a familiar bite on Lin Yang's ear, and smiled: "Is it good to cook Hunan cuisine? Isn't it your favorite food? I specially learned the spicy chicken from the chef to show you off. "

When Lin Yang heard it, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "No, I won't eat."

The smile on the corner of Fu Ran's mouth froze for a few seconds. He pressed Lin Yang's shoulder and asked him to look at him, "Xiao Yang, are you still angry with me?"

Lin Yang flashed a wry smile in his heart.

What is he going to say.

Said that he had stomach cancer and couldn't eat those spicy foods?

He won't believe it.

Lin Yang closed his eyes, "I have a bad appetite and want to eat porridge."

Fu Ran smiled, "Okay, let's make polenta. There is fish in the refrigerator. I'll make soup for you. You've lost a lot of weight recently, so you need to make up for it."

"Can you let go of the handcuffs?"

Fu Ran: "Not now"

Lin Yang was breathing heavily, picked up the pillow and threw it on Fu Ran's face: "I want to go to the toilet! If you don't let go, will you suffocate?"

Fu Ran laughed quickly, "I'll let you go, Xiaoyang, don't be angry, it's bad for your health if you get angry."

Fu Ran found the key and took the handcuffs from Fu Ran's hand.

Lin Yang didn't look at Fu Ran, got up and went to the toilet.

Looking at Lin Yang's back, Fu Ran couldn't help but frown.

He and Xiaoyang seem to be back in the past

During this period of time, he must treat Xiaoyang doubly well, and let Xiaoyang understand that he really wants to start over with him again.

When these difficult days pass, when that Jin Mocheng gets out of Xiao Yang's world, he will propose to Xiao Yang, and then he will hold a grand wedding just like Jiang Yichen's.

He will never be separated from Xiaoyang again in his life.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fu Ran's lips could not help but raise a gentle curve.

He put the handcuffs on the bedside cabinet, turned around and went to the kitchen to cook fish soup for Lin Yang.

Fu Ran simply took a long vacation and stayed with Lin Yang at home every day.

But he spent all his time preparing three meals a day, but Lin Yang still lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Millet porridge, corn porridge, preserved egg porridge, fish soup, chicken soup

Lin Yang often just eats one or two bites, and then shirks that he is full.

Tonight, Fu Ran specially made light bone soup and fried rainbow kernels with a stack of broccoli.

Lin Yang also only moved two chopsticks and was about to run into the bedroom.

Fu Ran dragged him back, "Finish."

Lin Yang frowned, "I'm full."

Fu Ran held back his anger: "You are a big man of 1.8 meters, and you are full after just a few mouthfuls? See for yourself how thin you have become?"

Lin Yang remained silent.

Fu Ran looked at him, nodded, and compromised: "If you don't want to eat the food I cook, tell me what you want, and I'll order takeaway for you."

"I don't want to eat anything, can't you take me to the hospital?"

Stomach hurts after eating.

It really hurts.

Fu Ran's eyes were red, and he couldn't control the anger he had endured for a few days. He slapped the table, "Lin Yang, have you had enough trouble? Happy?"

Lin Yang stared at the full bowl in front of him, his Adam's apple trembled, and tremblingly picked up the chopsticks.

Fu Ran gave Lin Yang a few pieces of rainbow kernels.

Lin Yang's face became paler.