The actor wants to get a divorce

Lin Zhaozhi completed the check-in procedures and quickly returned to the room.

After taking a shower, he received a WeChat message from Ji An.

Ji An's wechat avatar is his own photo, named [Jiu Mi Jiu Mi Xiao An'an], click on Moments, almost all of them are his life photos.

There are selfies of him holding milk tea, and pictures of him reading a book for years. If he hadn't heard what Ji An said with his own ears, judging from Ji An's circle of friends, it would be really easy to make people think that he is serious people.

But it's true, if you don't manage your circle of friends so delicately, who would take care of him?

Lin Zhaozhi sneered at the emoji sent by Ji An.

【Director Lin, are you there?Are you there? 】

Lin Zhaozhi reached out and deleted Ji An directly.

Sleep with the lights off.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhaozhi bumped into Ji An as soon as he went out.

He was about to dodge, but Ji An ran over: "Lin Zhaozhi, why did you delete my WeChat?"

Lin Zhaozhi's expression was light: "We're not that familiar, are we?"

Ji An was stunned for a moment: "Why are you, you can't leave it to a friend?"

Lin Zhaozhi didn't want to talk to him, seeing him doing such a thing at such a young age, he couldn't help but said: "You are still so young, are you not afraid of getting sick if you do such a thing?"

Ji An was stunned on the spot: "Ah? What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Lin Zhaozhi didn't want to say more, so he walked away.

Ji An was furious: "Damn, if you don't want to add it, you don't want to. If you add it, you delete it. There's something wrong!"

On the way to the Potala Palace, Ji An suffered from severe altitude sickness.

He sat on the side of the road, lowered his head, panting desperately with a pale face.

"Boss Gong, do we still have to go forward?"

Ji An was so uncomfortable that he shook his head frequently: "How about I refund you a little money, and I won't go for the next three days?"

Boss Gong: "How can it be done? Ten days is ten days as agreed. If you miss one day, you don't even want to get money."

Ji An's heart was blocked, thinking of the white money, he finally gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, weakly: "Okay."

Boss Gong supported Ji An: "Let's go to the restaurant in front to have something to eat and rest for a while."

Ji An could barely breathe, and nodded indiscriminately: "Okay."

Boss Gong supported Ji An's waist and walked towards the restaurant.

"Jian."

"Ok?"

Boss Gong looked at Ji An's pale face, couldn't help but licked his lips, and said, "If you're short of money, why don't you really follow me?"

Ji An's head sank: "Boss Gong, are you kidding me? I'm actually not short of money."

"Not short of money? You are short of money, can you pretend to be my boyfriend?"

Boss Gong couldn't help touching Ji An's waist.

Ji An: "Who would think too much money?"

"Then you follow me, and I will make you rich all your life, okay?"

Ji An felt dizzy in front of his eyes: "Boss Gong, that won't work. I'm only acting. I don't take part in plays, and I don't accept repeat customers. After ten days, we'll go back to our respective houses after the end. We've never seen each other in this life."

There was a hint of disappointment in Boss Gong's eyes.

He helped Ji An into the dining room, and put him on a chair: "Sit down first, I'll get you a glass of water."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly.

He froze for a moment, went outside to answer the phone.

Ji An supported his head, feeling more and more pain in his heart, and there were black and white snowflakes in front of his eyes.

The consciousness of the whole person is also getting shallower and shallower.

No, if this continues, he must die here.

When the man surnamed Gong came back, he said that he would not do it, that he could not take the money, but he could not take his life.

Ji An leaned on the chair and stood up with difficulty. He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in a blur, and his desire to survive made him subconsciously watch him walk over.

Oh, it's really haunting.

"What's up?"

Ji An shook his head sadly: "I can't breathe."

Lin Zhaozhi felt a little contemptuous.

Is this a new way to hook up with men?

"Help me..." Ji An's voice was weak.

Lin Zhaozhi: "Then go find your boyfriend, what do you want me to do? You want to play tricks on purpose, how many times do you have to play?"

After he finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Ji An stretched out his hand and grabbed him: "Don't, I really can't breathe for you, you can't just ignore death."

Lin Zhaozhi thought he was annoying, so he pulled his hand away and walked outside.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard the boss behind him exclaim -

"Boy! Are you all right?"

Lin Zhaozhi looked back and saw that Ji An had fallen to the ground.

He was in a daze.

What happened?

He frowned, walked back quickly, hugged Ji An, and patted Ji An's face: "Hey!"

The boss was afraid that the customer would be responsible for an accident in his store, so his voice was trembling with fright: "He, he seems to have altitude sickness, lack of oxygen."

Lin Zhaozhi prepared oxygen before he came, and he hugged Ji An horizontally: "Is there any room available?"

"Yes, there is a room upstairs!"

"Take me up."

"it is good."

He carried Ji An up the stairs and into the house, and put Ji Anping on the bed.

Ji An's face was pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Lin Zhaozhi took out the oxygen tank from his backpack and let Ji An inhale oxygen.

Ji Anhe grasped the life-saving straw and tightly held Lin Zhaozhi's hand.

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "You little duck is really risking your life just to make money."

Ji An opened his eyes vaguely, his brain was still in the process of shutting down, and his voice was hoarse: "What?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "You said that your benefactor just left you behind and cared about your life? You have to look at the person when you pick a business."

Ji An was vague: "It's been said that he is not my benefactor"

"Dare to do this kind of business and dare not admit it, don't you take his money?"

Ji An: "This is a legitimate business."

Lin Zhaozhi's smile was even colder: "I don't care whether you are legal or illegal, in short, I am not interested in you, after breathing oxygen, you can go wherever you like, don't follow

I am. "

Ji An regained consciousness little by little, he propped up his upper body and sat up, and looked at Lin Zhaozhi angrily: "No, tell me clearly, who is following you?"

"Little Ji An, in just three days, we have met by chance three times. Are you ashamed to say it's all a coincidence?"

Ji An laughed angrily: "Director Lin, there is only one way to travel to the Potala Palace. If I don't take this way, which way should I go? The road to Tibet is not opened by your family. Why do you say that I followed it on purpose? you?"

Seeing him pale and arguing with him, Lin Zhaozhi smiled a little more in his heart.

"Hey, you still have the strength to talk back to me, it seems that you don't need to inhale oxygen."

Lin Zhaozhi held the oxygen bottle: "Then give it back to me."

"Don't!" Ji An frowned, and pitifully tugged on Lin Zhaozhi's clothes: "Brother, I can't live without this."

"Knowing that I have altitude sickness, why not prepare in advance?"

Ji An felt wronged: "I don't know, it's my first time in Tibet. I'm exhausted."

Lin Zhaozhi let go of the oxygen bottle: "This is mine, you used mine, what should I do if I run out of oxygen?"

"I'll help you buy it in a while." Ji An smiled "hehe": "If you can't buy it, I can help you with artificial respiration."

Lin Zhaozhi smiled coldly: "Forget it, I have a cleanliness."

"What's wrong? Can you still not fall in love? Can you and your partner not kiss in the future?"

"That has nothing to do with you." Lin Zhaozhi said very bluntly: "I just think you are not clean."

"Ah?" These words are really hurtful, Ji An's eyes are full of anger and distress: "Why am I so fucking dirty, please tell me clearly!"

Lin Zhaozhi packed his backpack, he didn't want to have any contact with this duckling, he just wanted to leave quickly: "You can rest here slowly."

Ji An: "Stop!"

Lin Zhaozhi stopped and looked at him impatiently: "Is there anything else?"

Ji An: "Why did you block my WeChat?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "I'm not familiar with it."

Ji An: "Add it back, and I'll give you the money for the oxygen."

Lin Zhaozhi: "No need."

Ji An: "I don't want to owe you! I don't have any cash with me, so I'll transfer the money to you right now."

Lin Zhaozhi just thought it was ridiculous.

A man who can sell his body for money, how can he pretend to be noble here.

I thought he was the hero in an old overbearing CEO novel, and wanted to say: "Man, have you successfully attracted my attention"?

He didn't want to argue with Ji An, so he added Ji An's wechat back, then opened the door and left.

As soon as he went out, his mobile phone received a transfer prompt.

Ji An transferred 100 yuan to himself.

The oxygen tank only cost 50 yuan. When Lin Zhaozhi was about to tell him that the money was too much, he found out that the news was rejected.

Was he deleted by a little duck?

Lin Zhaozhi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing twice.

What a wonderful thing.

After leaving the restaurant, Lin Zhaozhi saw that Ji An's benefactor was on the phone with someone, and he was very emotional.

"What happened to me when I went to Tibet? Can you stop being suspicious all day? If you didn't quarrel with me at home every day, would I travel to Tibet to relax?"

"Slut, I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

"I didn't cheat!"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned involuntarily.

In the evening, Lin Zhaozhi settled down at the B&B again. He noticed that a young couple from the daytime was also there, and then he realized that Ji An might not be lying. There are only one or two routes to popular tourist attractions. If he and Ji An choose It's really the same one, so it's reasonable to bump into each other.

So, did you misunderstand him?

However, the kind of duckling who destroys other people's families regardless of morality is not worthy of sympathy.

Lin Zhaozhi quickly forgot about Ji An.

He slept until midnight when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise downstairs.

The tables, chairs and benches fell to the ground with "hula la", and there seemed to be screams and curses from women.

Lin Zhaozhi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put on his clothes and went out.

Just met the waiter of the hotel.

"What's going on here?"