The actor wants to get a divorce

Chapter 145 You like watching the stars

Even though he couldn't see that face through the phone, Feng Jin's pupils were filled with endless fear and anxiety at this moment.

"Xiao Jin, I miss you very much during this time."

Feng Jin's shoulders trembled, and his voice was intermittent: "Lin Yan...it was you...it was you who did it, right? It was you...to Ah Li and him..."

"Ali?"

Feng Jin was taken aback.

In the next second, Lin Yan laughed twice.

"It's really intimate. What's the matter, Feng Jin, have you moved on? Are you going to cuckold me again?"

"I don't." Feng Jin squeezed the phone tightly. Deep in his heart, a big hole was hollowed out by this man, and it was filled with seeds of fear that were soaring wantonly.

Feng Jin's breathing was short, his chest heaved one after another, "I didn't give you... a hat, Lin Yan, we broke up..."

"Break up, heh...then what are you calling me for?" Lin Yan sneered, "Xiao Jin, you want to spend money to get fucked again, don't you?"

"You know why I came to you." Feng Jin said anxiously: "You made Ah Li...Wen Ruili to be expelled from the hospital!"

Lin Yan chuckled, "Xiao Jin, Wen Ruili's expulsion is his own business. He killed an innocent patient. How can such a quack doctor wear a holy white coat? Similarly, he is not qualified. Stay by your side..." Lin Yan seemed to be gritting his teeth: "He will kill you."

"No, he will cure me, my illness...my illness has stabilized... Lin Yan, don't hurt him."

There was a long silence on the phone.

At the moment, in the office of the president of the Lin Group, the assistant looked at Lin Yan's gloomy face, and did not dare to vent his anger.

In the office, the air seemed to be compressed and solidified, making it suffocating.

Lin Yan's state is like a volcano that is about to erupt, and it will be completely out of control if it is just a little bit short.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the endless stream of cars downstairs. The lights were colorful and the lights floated. The grotesque colors outlined this intoxicating night.

So pretty, and so...absurd.

He listened to Feng Jin's intermittent begging on the phone, every word and every word was for Wen Ruili's humility, and every sound turned into the sharpest knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

─Knife after knife.

He lowered his head and laughed, his lungs were tearing apart as if they were about to burst.

"Feng Jin, look at the two of you, you look like a loving couple, you make me look like a villain beating mandarin ducks."

"Lin Yan, why...you can't let me go."

Lin Yan's pupils tightened.

"Because I said before, you are my man, you are my ghost when you die, and it's my man's fault if you're crazy!"

Feng Jin gasped in shock, where Lin Yan couldn't see, his eyes were as red as a rabbit.

"You won't let Wen Ruili go, will you?"

"Yes, Xiao Jin, if you don't come back, I swear by Lin Yan that I will fight him to the end. I want him to be a disgrace to the medical profession, and he will be crucified on the pillar of shame for the rest of his life. There is one more thing Well, let me tell you in advance that Wen Ruili's eldest brother is running for election, do you think at this moment, with such a reckless disregard for human life being exposed, can Wen Ruili's eldest brother still be elected?"

Feng Jin's voice became cold and extremely strange.

"Lin Yan, you scum...you are completely rotten from the inside to the outside! You are a rotten person!"

Lin Yan held his breath, remained silent for a long time, and smiled softly, "Thank you."

"Beep beep beep" the phone was hung up by Feng Jin.

Lin Yan took the phone from his ear with a blank expression.

The deep pupils were filled with coolness.

The assistant plucked up his courage, "Mr. Lin, do you want to help you prepare a car?"

Lin Yan loosened his tie and gave a faint "hmm".

The assistant responded, turned around and went out, but just as he stepped out of the office door, he heard a loud "Yangdang Yiyi" coming from inside.

the assistant thought.President Lin probably turned the table over.

Lin Yan made an appointment with a few friends and drank outside until three o'clock in the morning before returning to the villa drunk.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a man squatting under the tree at the door.

Lin Yan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly narrowed his eyes.

The wind at night was chilly, Feng Jin was wearing thin clothes, just a white shirt and black trousers, and simply ran out.

Seeing him, Feng Jin stayed for half a minute, then slowly stood up from the ground.

Neither of them made any next move, and they looked at each other silently with a distance of seven or eight meters.

I don't know why, but at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed in Lin Yan's head.

Maybe this is the last time he and Feng Jin face to face so peacefully.

─A gust of cold wind blew past, Feng Jin's body trembled, and then he quickly lowered his head.

Lin Yan walked in front of him with calm steps, and said in a sarcastic tone, "You came very quickly."

He was so afraid of himself that he would rather stay in a mental hospital, a delirious lunatic, than go back to him.

But for Wen Ruili, he came back so impatiently.

Wanting to meet him again, Lin Yan's mood became even heavier.

He unbuttoned the jacket of his suit one by one, and then put it on for Feng Jin.

"Let's go, Jin. Welcome home."

Feng Jin's shoulders stiffened for a moment, then he raised his head and turned sideways.

The brightly lit villa stood not far away, like a cage growing out of the darkness, with tentacles protruding from all directions, binding him tightly in an instant.

"what is that?"

Feng Jin looked at the highest point of the villa.

"It's a rooftop." Lin Yan gently hugged Feng Jin's shoulders, "You said before that you like to use a telescope to look at the stars. I asked someone to buy the best telescope. When you recover, I will take you up there. Look, have you ever seen Altair Vega?"

Feng Jin smiled faintly, "I don't like the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl."

"Why?" Lin Yan led him to the gate of the villa, "What an epic love story."

"Love?" Feng Jin shook his head bitterly: "The cowherd stole the weaver girl's fairy clothes, kept the weaver girl who had lost her mana by his side, and forced her to give birth to a child. Even if the weaver girl ran away, he would kill the weaver girl who accompanied him The old scalper, go after...the poor Zhinu has been entangled for life after life...this kind of love is suffocating and disgusting."

Lin Yan's footsteps paused, his brows tightened: "What do you want to say?"

Feng Jin laughed, "You also make me sick."

Lin Yan's pupils froze, but they were quickly covered by a chill.

He reached out and caressed Feng Jin's industrial lips: "It's okay, nausea is not cancer, it can't kill anyone."

Feng Jin's smile froze.

He looked at the rooftop not far away, and after a long silence, he followed Lin Yan into the villa.

"have you eaten yet?"

Lin Yan rolled up his sleeves, "You used to like to drink pork rib soup, I will cook it for you, okay?"

"I'm not hungry."

Lin Yan's eyes were cold, and he never showed any obvious emotional changes. He quickly fastened the apron handed by the housekeeper, "I'll cook."

It is resistance that cannot be ordered.

Feng Jin has no appetite.

Even facing the bowl of pork rib soup in front of him, he felt a little nauseous.

"I haven't made it for many years." Lin Yan handed the spoon to Feng Jin, "Xiao Jin, try it and see if it still tastes the same as before."

Feng Jin's Adam's apple twitched, and the spoon in his hand was heavy.

His childhood can be described as dark.

Hunger constituted most of his childhood memories. His mother was weak and incompetent, blindly obeying the orders of the man, and the man beat and scolded himself, and could not give him food for several days in a row when he was angry.

Lin Yan would secretly cook ribs soup for him.

That small bowl of pork ribs was soaked in the sweet and fragrant soup, Feng Jin could drink not a drop left.

At that time, Lin Yan would always grab his nose and call him a "little greedy cat".

Whenever he was wronged at home, that bowl of pork rib soup became the warmest memory of the young Feng Jin.

pity……

He was no longer the kid who would worry about being hungry.

This bowl of pork rib soup no longer has the taste and meaning of the past.

Feng Jin swallowed the piece of meat expressionlessly.

Maybe it was because the expression was too painful and conflicted, Lin Yan waved his hand, and even the soup and bowl fell directly on the floor.

The servant hurriedly stepped forward and bent over to tidy up.

The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Feng Jin looked at him calmly: "I will stay by your side obediently, let Wen Ruili go."

"I won't let him go."

Feng Jin's pupils dilated slightly.

"Feng Jin, I didn't promise to let him go. He has wrong thoughts about you. In my life, I will punish him to death."

Feng Jin's fingers trembled, and there was deep hatred in his eyes: "Lin Yan, the thing I regret most in my life is knowing you."

Lin Yan was irritated as if he had been slapped in the face, and he dragged Feng Jin upstairs and back to his room a little rudely.

He pushed Feng Jin down on the bed, biting Feng Jin's neck like a lion.

Feng Jin lay motionless, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

He vaguely saw those black shadows that were far away from him gathering in front of his eyes again.

Wen Ruili once told him: "Xiao Jin, you will be fine, and you will be a normal person walking in the sun."

However, he felt that he might never get well for the rest of his life.

He was trapped in this darkness by Lin Yan forever and ever, without seeing the light of day.

Feng Jin's nose was acidic, and his eyes were clouded with sadness.

They made love like crazy on this bed.

Lin Yan seemed to want to vent his anger and unwillingness over the past few months, bending him into different postures and entering from various tricky angles.

In the end, Lin Yan fell beside him and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Jin propped himself up and got out of bed, picked up the clothes that fell on the floor, and put them on one by one.

Gently closed the bedroom door.

"Mr. Feng."

The butler followed behind him.

Feng Jin turned his head and glanced at the butler, showing a cute and cute smile, "Lin Yan said, is there a telescope upstairs?"

"Yes, he said Mr. Feng that you like watching the stars."

"Then I'll go up and have a look."

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