actor, he refuses to remarry

【What is on Fang Zhi's arm?It looks a little disgusting. 】

[It looks like a scar. 】

[+1, like a burn. 】

【No way?No way?Is there anyone who can't see that he is selling miserably? 】

[I really don't really want to see his news. Didn't he say that he would no longer respond to things in the entertainment industry?The face was slapped.I feel ashamed for him. 】

[One thing to say, Fang Zhi is quite innocent in this matter, didn't someone leak his home address first?Reporters have come to him, what else can he do? 】

[Tell a joke, Fang Zhi is innocent. (dog head)]

【…】

Ji Yanzhi turned off the phone with a heavy expression, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Yang Jie sighed: "It was burnt by the cigarette butt."

"Cigarette butts?"

"Yeah." Yang Jie looked solemn, "Brother Zhi will self-mutilate when he gets depressed. The first time I found out, it was several months ago. He burned himself with cigarette butts. I asked Dr. Lu about it." , He said that patients like Brother Zhi will feel guilty, and the guilt is too deep, and they will do things that hurt themselves in order to seek spiritual relief."

Ji Yanzhi's face turned pale, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

Yang Jie glanced at him, with a wry smile on his lips, "I tried to persuade him, but it was useless. No matter what I said, no matter how I took him to relax and make him happy, he would still harm himself. Cigarette butts, sometimes with a knife, and once he locked himself in the bathroom, filled a tub full of water, and stuffed his head in."

He seemed to remember something frightening, and his voice was trembling.

"He said that feeling of suffocation made him very happy."

Ji Yanzhi's heart trembled violently. He watched the flow of people coming and going at the airport, and his eyes were filled with red little by little.

"Let's go."

Find Fang Zhi and take him back.

……

The two drove straight to Fang Zhi's apartment.

An hour later the car stopped downstairs.

Ji Yanzhi hurriedly pushed open the car door, and walked quickly inside while pressing his hat.

In the middle of the night, the entire corridor was quiet and there was no sound at all.

Ji Yanzhi knocked desperately on the door of Room 503, but no one responded.

He was so anxious that he was gasping for breath.

Is Fang Zhi not at home...or is something wrong?

He stared at the closed door for a long time, frowned, turned around and said to Yang Jie, "Call the police."

"Mr. Ji..."

"Call the police." Ji Yanzhi's eyes were firm.

He also had the experience of being cornered by reporters. At that time, the despair and helplessness were like cold and dark sea water, submerging you from the beginning to the end, and you could only keep falling, sinking into the water with fear. The dark and unknown seabed...

To this day, Ji Yanzhi himself can't figure out why he jumped into the lake that day.

Looking at it now, it was just that he was deceived by Fang Zhi, and it was just another ruined reputation.

He has survived seven years, so what is he afraid of?

but……

He did run and jump into the lake.

Maybe it's a temporary overwhelm, maybe...

It was just the unconscious reaction of his brain when he was forced to a desperate situation.

He was afraid that Fang Zhi, like him, would do something stupid at such a time.

If he can't meet someone like Zhan Juzhou who can give him a hand in time, then...

Ji Yanzhi's heart was beating fast, and his palms were sticky with sweat.

"Call the police and ask the police to open the door."

He urged Yang Jie again, while continuing to knock on the door, "Fang Zhi! Fang Zhi!"

Just as Yang Jie took out his mobile phone, the door of the opposite house opened a small crack.

A middle-aged woman was wearing pajamas and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Fang didn't come home today, I said you paparazzi are about the same. Isn't it enough to squat downstairs all night? Why are you banging on the door in the middle of the night? Let people sleep? There are old people and children at home."

Yang Jie smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, but we are not reporters, we are..."

Ji Yanzhi walked directly in front of the woman, and hurriedly said: "You just said that he didn't come home? Then do you know where he went? We are not reporters, we are his... family members."

"Family?" the woman muttered, "I didn't hear him mention that he has any family members, you are lying."

"We're really not reporters, big sister." Yang Jie was sweating anxiously, "If you know where he is, just tell us, look at this big night, he's still wearing Tongtong, and he can't stand outside. It's not a problem."

The woman's eyes lit up: "Do you know Tongtong?" "Of course, we all grew up watching Tongtong."

The woman opened the door: "Are you really not reporters?"

"Not really!"

Ji Yanzhi was not in the mood to listen to these irrelevant words, he asked again: "Do you know where Fang Zhi is now?"

"I don't know about that. He called us at night and asked us to take care of Tongtong. Tongtong is sleeping in the house."

Ji Yanzhi was silent for a while, and then said: "Then can I trouble you to call him and say that Tongtong is arguing to see him and ask where he is."

"Okay, then you wait."

Ten minutes later, the woman returned with a phone.

"He said he was waiting for me at the west gate of Senjiang Park."

"Mori... Park?"

The woman hurriedly said: "It's just a park nearby, not far away, just turn right when you go out and walk straight."

Ji Yanzhi even forgot to say thank you, turned around and walked downstairs.

After 15 minutes, Ji Yanzhi finally saw that familiar figure at the gate of the park.

He was leaning on a black car, dressed in thin clothes, with a cigarette between his fingertips, lowered his head slightly, and smoked silently and quietly.

In this silent night, he was enveloped by the soft light of the street lamp above his head, and his emptiness was like a bubble, which would disappear at any moment.

The tip of Ji Yanzhi's nose sore, he couldn't help slowing down, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, he walked towards him step by step lightly.

Fang Zhi noticed something, and suddenly turned his head to look over——

Yang Jie has already consciously retreated to a far away place, taking care of the two of them.

Looking at each other, Fang Zhi stood up a little bit, stepped on the cigarette under his feet, and laughed dryly: "You...why are you here?"

Of course I was worried about him and came to him.

But how could Ji Yanzhi say this?

He took a breath of the cool air from the night breeze, and said softly: "You took Tongtong away, when we divorced, although you had the custody of her, you didn't say that I was not allowed to visit her. "

Fang Zhi suddenly smiled: "Then you take her away."

"what?"

Fang Zhi frowned again: "I'm serious, that girl followed me, it's a little pitiful."

He was determined to move, maybe Tongtong would be affected and transfer to another school.

In the past six months, she has changed three schools one after another because of his party.

Last month, the school held a parent-child sports meeting. All the other parents went, but he didn't.

Although Tongtong didn't say anything, that girl didn't even eat dinner.

Only later did he know that someone at school laughed at Tongtong as a wild child without parents.

If in the past, his daughter had suffered such grievances, he would definitely rush to school and beat up that brat who had no tutor until his ass blossomed, but now, he can't do anything except help Tongtong transfer to another school.

Tongtong's age is just when he needs a playmate, Fang Zhi doesn't want Ji Tong to be separated from the friends he just met again and again because of himself.

If it was Ji Yanzhi, it would be different.

There is a big star as her father, and she doesn't know how envied other children are.

Fang Zhi subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette in his trouser pocket, but he thought of something, so he held back and didn't take it out.

He licked his dry lower lip and said, "It happens that I'm busy with work and don't have time to take care of her. When you come, take her away."

Ji Yanzhi felt an indescribable irritability in his heart.

What did he just say?

Did he rush over by plane in the middle of the night just to talk to Fang Zhi about Tongtong?

No, he didn't want to talk about Tongtong...

It's Fang Zhi.

What he wanted to talk about was that fucking man named Fang Zhi!

Ji Yanzhi's mind was buzzing, and the cicadas were constantly chirping in the midsummer night, making Ji Yanzhi even more anxious.

"Why don't you go home? Your parents have been worried about you."

After all, Fang Zhi stuffed a cigarette into his mouth. He covered his lips with his right hand to block the night wind, and held a lighter in his left hand, turning his head to light the cigarette.

After exhaling the smoke ring, he said calmly, "Recover from illness."

"So are you recovering from your illness?"

Fang Zhi laughed: "Okay, isn't it good now? My company is built here, so I can't get away for a while, and I can go home after this year's work is over."

Ji Yanzhi walked up to him, grabbed his hand suddenly, and pushed up the sleeve of his left arm——

On that white and thin forearm, there were densely packed scars one after another.

The newest one, which hasn't even had time to scab over.

The flesh was scorched black, and the pink and tender meat was rolled inside, which looked shocking.

"Fang Zhi, are you acting like this? Did you get this injury just a few hours ago?!"

Fang Zhi quickly withdrew his hand, put down his sleeve and smiled: "It's just fine, I won't have this kind of injury again in the future, I promise."

"Your promise is shit!"

Ji Yanzhi gritted his teeth.

Fang Zhi bowed his head and said nothing.

Ji Yanzhi glanced at him: "Where do you live tonight?"

"I still have a small apartment."

"drive."

Fang Zhi frowned.

Ji Yanzhi was impatient: "Are you fucking going to talk to me on the main road?"

When the sky is brighter later, everyone who does morning exercises should see it.

Fang Zhi tilted his head and thought for a while, then helped Ji Yanzhi open the car door.

He couldn't figure out what brother Yan was going to do?

He already said it last time, if it is for his pity and sympathy, then there is no need.

He does not need it.

But he still came to find himself.

And at first glance, it was dusty and dusty, and they rushed here overnight.

In his heart...does he still have himself?

Fang Zhi's heart suddenly jumped twice, and the hands holding the steering wheel couldn't help but clenched tightly.

Now he already owns a company, although it is not as glorious as the movie star Fang Zhilai from before, but at least he already has...the capital to pursue Brother Yan again.

He held back the hope and restlessness that surged up in his heart, and turned his head to look at Ji Yanzhi's profile reflected in the darkness.

"Yan..."

Ji Yanzhi's cell phone rang suddenly.

He picked it up and put it to his ear, and called out "Brother Yunye" naturally.

Fang Zhi's face turned pale for a moment.

He quickly retracted his gaze and silently clenched the steering wheel.