actor, he refuses to remarry

Fang Zhi's body was very cold, the cold temperature like a thousand-year-old glacier made Ji Yanzhi's heart tremble with it.

He hugged Fang Zhi tightly, as if he was looking for a kind of soul harmony.

"It's all right...you'll be fine, and you'll definitely be happy again."

"I can't get better." Fang Zhi's voice trembled, he looked like a child abandoned by the whole world, "Brother Yan, I can't control myself..."

He suddenly pushed Ji Yanzhi away and rolled up the sleeve of his left hand.

All kinds of wounds were densely packed on the white forearm.

Fang Zhi was short of breath, his brows were tightly knit into clusters, and his expression was painful: "I don't want to cause these injuries... But I, I just can't control it, I use a knife to scratch it, burn it with a cigarette, only at that time. The pain makes me feel like I'm still alive."

"Otherwise, I'm no different from a walking dead..."

He felt a terrible pain in his head, and couldn't help reaching out to hug his head, and squatted down against the wall a little bit.

"I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to..."

Ji Yanzhi's tears could barely hold back.

He knelt down on one knee, pressed the back of Fang Zhi's head, let him lean on his shoulder, and said in a trembling voice, "I know, you are sick, it's not your fault."

Fang Zhi's voice was extremely dry: "Every time I regain consciousness, I look at the extra injuries on my hands, and I hate myself very much."

"I clearly promised you that I will move forward, but I just made myself into this ghostly appearance. My mother... I can't even overcome depression. I still want to protect you for the rest of my life and give you a future... ...Fucking future, I'm a fucking piece of trash."

"Stop it, Fang Zhi...stop it..."

Fang Zhi's lips were pale, as if he didn't hear Ji Yanzhi's words, he said to himself: "Once, when I was self-harming, I was seen by Tongtong. She was frightened and hid in the room crying loudly. So small, she threw herself into my arms, grabbed my hand out of breath, and said that she would be more obedient in the future, and would try to get [-] points in the exam... At that time, I felt that I was really damned."

Ji Yanzhi's tears finally couldn't help rolling down from the corner of his eyes.

He admitted that he hated Fang Zhi, and also blamed Fang Zhi. During the days when the relationship between the two of them was the most rigid, he even cursed him viciously in his heart.

But if this is punishment, some kind of retribution for the past "crime" committed by the other party...

Enough is enough.

Lost and ruined, there is no way to return to the career I love most forever.

His name is destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame, and will be mentioned and whipped repeatedly in the future.

How uncomfortable that feeling is, there is no second person in this world who knows better than Ji Yanzhi.

So if this is the punishment of the other party, it is enough.

Why let him...

Suffering from depression?

Why……

"Brother Yan, take Tongtong away."

Fang Zhi's voice trembled, "I'm afraid I'll scare her. I'm tired of taking care of myself now, and I can't take care of her well."

Ji Yanzhi's throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Take Tongtong away...then what?

Leave him alone?

Anyway, Tongtong is still with him now, if even Tongtong is gone, there will really be nothing in Fang Zhi's world.

At that time, what uncontrollable things will he do?

Ji Yanzhi didn't even dare to think about it.

He took a deep breath, endured the soreness and unspeakable pain in his heart, and said hoarsely: "Fang Zhi, you should sleep for a while, you are emotionally unstable now, let's have a good talk when you wake up."

"I can't sleep... Brother Yan, I really can't sleep."

"It's okay, I'll sleep with you, just take a nap for a while."

Fang Zhi looked at Ji Yanzhi with scarlet eyes, "Are you going?"

"what?"

"Will you go back while I'm asleep?"

Ji Yanzhi: "No, I guarantee that you can still see me when you wake up."

He helped Fang Zhi up from the ground and led him back to the bedroom.

"You go to bed first."

He turned around and walked into the bathroom, moistened the towel with warm water, and then lightly pressed it on Fang Zhi's temple.

Fang Zhi frowned: "What are you doing?"

"Someone taught me the local method, to help sleep."

After two or three minutes of hot compress, Ji Yanzhi said, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Fang Zhi sat motionless on the edge of the bed, and glanced at him nervously: "You...are you sleeping here too?"

Ji Yanzhi looked at him quietly, then turned around——

"Brother Yan!" Fang Zhi's eyes became even redder: "Stay with me... is that okay? I promise not to touch you, I won't touch you, and I don't know how to record or record, really..."

Ji Yanzhi turned his head, and said lightly, "I'm just going to put a towel on."

Fang Zhi's eyes "rubbed" for a moment, as if a ray of light had ignited.

Ji Yanzhi felt very uncomfortable, he frowned and said, "Fang Zhi, my PTSD has been cured, and we have done our best to make up for the recording matter, so...you forget it too."

He put the towel back in the bathroom before turning around and coming back. Fang Zhi had already gone to bed. This double bed was so big that it could accommodate two grown men.

Fang Zhi slept in the corner near the innermost side, leaving more than half of the space for him.

Ji Yanzhi stared at it for a while, then said nothing, took off his shoes and lay down with his back facing him.

As soon as the lights were turned off, the whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Ji Yanzhi was also sleepy, but his heart was in a mess. He still decided not to sleep. When it was dawn, he went downstairs to buy some breakfast, and then had a peaceful talk with Fang Zhi.

After more than ten minutes like this, Ji Yanzhi noticed that Fang Zhi still didn't seem to fall asleep.

Although there was not much movement, he has been moving around in a small range.

Ji Yanzhi turned over.

"Fang Zhi."

He clearly felt Fang Zhi's body stiffen.

After a brief silence, Fang Zhi's hoarse voice came: "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry..."

Ji Yanzhi sighed in his heart, and moved over gently.

When the bodies touched each other, Fang Zhi's breathing was instantly heavy.

Ji Yanzhi's voice was low and hoarse: "Hold me, just like before."

After a century of tranquility, he felt that Fang Zhi moved, and a hand suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind, wrapping him in his arms.

At the moment when Fang Zhi pulled him into his arms, Ji Yanzhi was in a trance for a moment.

He can't even explain why he did it...

He never thought of forgiving Fang Zhi, nor did he think of asking him to start over, but...if this would make Fang Zhi more comfortable...

He is willing.

"Brother Yan, thank you, I feel much better, and I can definitely fall asleep."

Ji Yanzhi smiled lightly, he put his head on Fang Zhi's warm chest, and said softly: "Then let me tell you one more thing that will make you sleep peacefully."

He paused and said, "Meng Yunye is not my boyfriend."

He suddenly felt that the hand that was holding him tightened quite a bit at this moment.

Neither of them spoke, Ji Yanzhi closed his eyes, he smelled that familiar smell from Fang Zhi's body, it belonged to Fang Zhi, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he would be like a cat meeting mint grass, Madly obsessed.

He didn't know how long it was before he heard Fang Zhi's steady breathing before he heard it from above his head.

He finally fell asleep.

Ji Yanzhi carefully moved out of his arms, and turned on the bedside lamp.

The dim yellow light shone on Fang Zhi's face. He closed his eyes, fell asleep peacefully, his breathing fluctuated, like a child who was tired from playing, and one hand was still tightly holding the corner of his clothes.

Ji Yanzhi looked at him silently for a quarter of an hour by the light.

During the half a year they separated, he hadn't seen Fang Zhi once, and the work photo of Fang Zhi that was circulated on the Internet was the first time he had seen him in four months.

Ji Yanzhi still remembered his reaction when he saw the photo.

My heart was beating fast, my breathing was short of breath, and my hands were covered with sweat.

If it was many years ago, he must be sure that he fell in love with Fang Zhi, but now...

Ji Yanzhi didn't dare to say anything.

Does he still love Fang Zhi?

Can he still... love Fang Zhi?

Ji Yanzhi's mood was completely confused, he tiptoed out of bed, went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Dawn in Los Angeles came quietly, Ji Yanzhi stared at the rising sun in the distance, and then contacted Yang Jie with his mobile phone.

"Mr. Ji, Brother Zhi last night..."

Yang Jie was extremely anxious. After these two people left yesterday, he couldn't get in touch with anyone at all. In the end, he could only stay in a hotel.

Ji Yanzhi looked back at Fang Zhi who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and said softly, "He's fine, don't worry. Yang Jie, I need you to do something for me."

"Mr. Ji, tell me."

"I plan to take Fang Zhi to Beijing after a while to see a better doctor."

Yang Jie immediately said: "I understand, I will arrange it. It's just... Brother Zhi's current attitude..."

I'm afraid I won't go to Beijing with Mr. Ji obediently.

Now he hides when he sees Mr. Ji.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it here, I'm just worried about Fang Zhi's identity..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely protect Brother Zhi's privacy."

"Okay, trouble."

After hanging up the phone, seeing that it was getting late, Ji Yanzhi was going downstairs to buy some breakfast.

Bai Yueyue's phone call suddenly came at this moment.

This early in the morning, this girl actually woke up?

Ji Yanzhi smiled, connected and put the phone to his ear.

"Yueyue, what's the matter?"

Bai Yueyue couldn't even catch her breath, and hurriedly said: "Yan...Brother Yan, it's not good! You...you look at the hot searches on Weibo!"

When Ji Yanzhi heard this, his heart felt cold for an instant.

He hastily clicked on his mobile Weibo——

Early in the morning, the hot searches on Weibo were still very deserted, and he was the only one whose name was posted on the headlines of Weibo with the word "Hot".

#Ji Yanzhi rushed to Los Angeles late at night#

Ji Yanzhi frowned tightly.