The actor wants to get a divorce

Ji Rulang smiled strangely: "Yichen didn't want to tell you about this, he didn't want to say it, I said. Gu Qingrang, Yichen's ears were deaf because he saved you back then."

Lu Qingrang's expression suddenly changed, and his little heart was greatly frightened: "What... what?"

What nonsense is he talking about?

What a big pot, he won't carry it!

"You can't remember, it's okay, I will help you."

Two security guards hurried up from the stairs.

─One went to drag Ji Rulang, and the other apologized to Gu Qingrang with a frightened expression: "Mr. Gu, I'm really sorry. This person ran up when we were not paying attention, we will take him away immediately..."

Ji Rulang is tall and burly, so he pushed the security guard away with one hand, lifted the hem of his coat, and walked carelessly towards Gu Qing to take a seat at the entrance.

Gu Qingrang was stunned.

Are you talking about angels in white?

Is this rascal okay?

The security guards in this high-end apartment are also educated and qualified people. I have never seen such a person. I was stunned for a while before thinking of discussing whether to call the police.

Lu Qingrang stepped forward, waved his hand, and came out to smooth things over, "I know this person, he's fine, you guys go first, I'll cause you trouble."

The security guard left.

He still said that if he wanted anything, he would contact them.

After the security guard disappeared, Gu Qingrang walked up to Ji Rulang, squatted down and asked him, "Doctor Ji, please explain, what's going on?"

Jiang Yichen's ears.

"When you fell into the lake with Shen Zhiyu, it was Yichen who saved you, otherwise how do you think you survived?"

Ji Rulang's face was flushed, emotional, and the veins on his forehead were twitching.

"Isn't it because Jiang Yichen, that idiot, jumped into the water to save you?"

Ji Rulang couldn't understand Jiang Yichen's stuffy personality, he didn't want to say anything, and he lived a good life by himself like the heroine of a bitter drama, which is as wasteful and bitter as hell.He simply confessed everything he knew.

"It was freezing cold at that time, and Yichen's inner ear nerve was frostbitten. Although he has been looking for a doctor all these years, there is still no cure.

While Lu Qingrang was listening, his face lost bloodshot eyes, and gradually became paler.

He wanted to tell Ji Rulang to shut up, but his throat was tightly blocked and he couldn't make a sound.

Ji Rulang's words bounced into Gu Qingrang's ears word by word.

"Why should he be nice to Shen Zhiyan? Because at that time, the person closest to him was Shen Zhiyu! Only a dozen meters away from him, he could have fished Shen Zhiyu first and then you! But that idiot didn't dare , he is afraid that if he saves Shen Zhiyu, you won't be able to hold on!"

Lu Qing made his feet go weak, and a huge dizziness surged upwards.

What Ji Rulang said was too scary.

How could this be, how could this be?

"Do you think that Yichen feels better all these years? Shen Zhiyu died, and he was also uncomfortable when he was drowned alive in front of his eyes. He told me that he always had nightmares at that time, dreaming of many, many things , dreaming of you, dreaming of Shen Zhiyu crying in his ear, he said he couldn't hear anything, but the only thing he could hear was Shen Zhiyu's cry..."

Lu Qing's hands and feet were cold, his limbs lost all strength, and he fell heavily on the floor with a "bang".

Ji Rulang chuckled twice, and looked at him sideways, "He told me that you can swim, if he goes to rescue Shen Zhiyu first, you probably won't have any accidents, but he still doesn't dare to bet, so I'm sorry Shen Zhiyu's affairs, he can only do. Why do you think he takes care of Shen Zhiyan so much, just such a flourishing little white lotus can really coax Jiang Yichen into a daze?"

"It's not because Yichen feels ashamed, but for Shen Zhiyu's sake."

Ji Rulang shook his head, and smiled unnaturally: "Actually, from the time of the accident to the present, which day has he really felt better? Didn't he not hear until today?"

Lu Qing's lungs seemed to have been pierced, and he was breathing cold air. The chill ran down the trachea to his whole body, and even his heart trembled together.

Maybe it was because Gu Qingrang's face was too ugly, Ji Rulang moved forward and pressed Gu Qingrang's shoulder.

"I'm here today not to say good things for Jiang Yichen, nor to let you know how miserable he was. No matter what, he survived those dark days. I don't deny that those seven years , he has a lot of stupid behaviors, as a man, a husband, he is really sorry for you first, you simply divorced him, you also have Lin Zhaozhi... I just want you to persuade him, let him Go to see a doctor with me, he is very likely to heal Jiang Yichen's ears, he is an idiot, when he heard about your accident, he returned home halfway..."

Lu Qingrang took a quick breath.

Many things suddenly became clear in his mind.

He interrupted Ji Rulang, "I'll call him..."

Ji Rulang frowned, "Now people don't know where they are going. Xia Feng said that he hasn't been to the company for three or four days. He doesn't answer the phone, and there is no one in the apartment. It's as if the world has evaporated."

Ji Rulang patted Gu Qingrang's head, "Why don't you find a grove and hang yourself with a rope?"

Lu Qingrang was stunned by the slap: "No... no way? Jiang Yichen... isn't so fragile, is he?"

"He is not fragile, he has a heart of iron and steel, but when he meets you, he is as weak as a big girl with yellow flowers. There has been no news for three or four days. I don't think it's too much to do. Where is it? .”

Gu Qingrang: "..."

After scaring the child enough, Ji Rulang stroked Gu Qingrang's dog's head and blinked, "Why don't you call and ask?"

Lu Qing got up on both hands and feet, and went to find the phone.

Make a video call to Jiang Yichen in front of Ji Rulang.

Jiang Yichen didn't answer.

Ji Rulang's expression became serious: "It doesn't make sense, you don't answer your calls? Nothing really happened, right? If I can't find anyone tonight, I'm going to call the police."

Lu Qingrang frowned and thought for a while, picked up his coat and put it on in a hurry, and stepped out the door with one foot.

"Stop arguing, go find it first, and call."

Ji Rulang watched him close the door with a "bang", gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Did you call me! Great actor?"

On the night when Lin Yan took him back to Repulse Bay, Feng Jin started a hunger strike.

Not eating or drinking, like a sculpture, huddled in the corner of the room, no matter who talked to him, he would ignore it.

However, he is still very strong, and his physical skills are good, and no one can open his mouth to pour the rice porridge in when he is close to the food delivery person.

After not eating, Feng Jin soon began to lose weight, and even Lin Yan's temper grew a little bit, and the bowls, chopsticks and cups at home fell one after another.

The apartment in Repulse Bay is not very big, and Lin Yan moved here temporarily, and only called the housekeeper and two aunts who were in charge of cooking and cleaning from the original house.

He still has to go to the company during the day, and these people are responsible for taking care of Feng Jin.

In fact, Feng Jin didn't need anyone to take care of him at all, he nestled in that corner all day without moving his eyes.

Last time, Aunt Li, who delivered food, accidentally broke the water glass in front of Feng Jin. There was a loud "bang", which startled her, but Feng Jin still didn't move at all, and didn't even bat an eyelid.

Only when you get close and see his shallow and weak breathing, can you be sure that he is really alive.

Lin Yan staggered into the door of the apartment. The housekeeper took the things in his hand, looked up at Feng Jin cautiously, weighed it and said: "Mr. Feng still hasn't eaten today, and the medicine hasn't been taken yet."

Lin Yan kicked off the shoes that he had just taken off, his hands that loosened his tie froze, turned his head and walked towards the room.

Looking at the person who was huddled in the corner, Lin Yan pulled him up, grabbed his thin wrist, and pressed it hard against the wall.

"It's been three days without eating or drinking, do you want to die? Don't you?"

Feng Jin's eyes were a little empty, and he looked at him blankly, "Shhhhhhh, did you hear that someone is crying..."

Lin Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he burst into anger, "No one is crying!"

Feng Jin lowered his head little by little, chattering like a mouse caught by someone, rustling.

The housekeeper stood behind Lin Yan, his face was not very good, "Young Master Lin, he...he seems to be unable to distinguish reality."

Lin Lin's breathing froze, and even his heart stopped for a few seconds. He let go of Feng Jin little by little, and saw that he quickly retracted himself into the original corner, curled up into a small ball.

The room was brightly lit, but it seemed like there was no light in this corner.

Just as Lin Yan was about to step forward, the housekeeper hurriedly pulled him back, and softly persuaded him: "Young Master Lin, calm down, what are you doing with a patient?" Lin Yan sat down on the side of the bed, feeling a heavy sense of depression from the roof. Get down, let him have nowhere to escape, and drill into his body everywhere.

"Go and serve the food."

Lin Yan rubbed his eyebrows.

The butler quickly delivered a meal.

Lin Yan held it, half kneeling in front of Feng Jin, and fed it with a spoon first, Feng Jin didn't move.

"Xiao Jin, be good, eat something. You used to like this egg custard very much."

Feng Jin stared straight at a corner in front of him.

Lin Yan sighed softly, swallowed a mouthful of egg custard, raised Feng Jin's chin, and fed him mouth to mouth.

─A bowl of egg custard, after almost an hour of feeding, Lin Yan asked the housekeeper to pack up the things, and then carried Feng Jin to the bathroom to take a shower.

When putting Feng Jin into the bathtub, Feng Jin's empty eyes finally gathered a glimmer of light.

"Lin Yan..."

Now it's not easy to hear him call him by his name properly, Lin Yan's nose sores, and he almost didn't cry.

"I am here."

Feng Jin's voice was dry and weak: "Aren't you going to let me go for the rest of your life?"

Lin Yan took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it: "We can start over, Xiao Jin."

Feng Jin pursed his lips, and leaned his head heavily on the bathtub, "Then don't give me medicine. If I go completely crazy, it will be good for you and me."

Lin Yan understood what Feng Jin meant, but he didn't want Feng Jin to become a fool, he didn't want a puppet.

Lin Yan bathed Feng Jin without saying a word, then wrapped him in a blanket and carried him out of the bathroom.

Lin Yan lifted the quilt on the bed, stuffed Feng Jin in, and covered it tightly.

At this time, the butler knocked on the door outside: "Young Master Lin, the person you are looking for has arrived."

"Let him wait, I'll come right away."

After Lin Yan finished speaking, he turned his head and kissed Feng Jin's face: "I'll be back in a while."

Lin Yan tucked Feng Jin's quilt again, and when he walked to the door, he heard movement behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Jin walking under the bed with a blank face, silently retreating to his corner.

Lin Yan's heart twitched twice, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

He closed the door of the ward and asked the housekeeper, "Where is he?"