The actor wants to get a divorce

Feng Jin didn't sleep all night.

The phone call upset him.

Why did Lin Yan call him suddenly and cry?

Feng Jin lay beside the bed, tossing and turning, unable to calm down, so he simply changed into a tracksuit and went to the living room to punch two sets of long punches.

After punching, he went to take a shower, and the whole person calmed down. Just in time, the assistant called him and said that he would pick him up in half an hour. As soon as this matter got interrupted, Feng Jin completely forgot about Lin Yan. up.

He had a variety show to record today, and after joining Gu Qingrang's studio, Feng Jin's announcements became more and more numerous.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening after the recording of the show. Just as Feng Jin got in the car, he received a call from Gu Qingrang.

"Brother Gu, what's the matter?"

Lu Qingrang was still heartless over there: "Didn't Xiao Ziye tell you? His birthday is tomorrow, and he invited us out to play, don't forget."

"He has notified me long ago, and I remember it all,"

"Okay. See you tomorrow then."

The next night, Feng Jin went out to the appointment on time.

Xiao Ziye was the host tonight, he set up a small bar proudly, and invited many handsome men and women to dance in it.

When Feng Jin arrived, Xiao Ziye was going crazy, but Gu Qingrang, who was used to it, was sitting on the sofa beside him drinking orange juice honestly, not even loosening a single button on his neckline.

Feng Jin walked over, "Brother Gu, don't you think it's too hot?"

Xiao Ziye ran over with a smile, just in time to hear this sentence

Immediately grinned and joked: "You don't know, do you? Our brother Gu has a family and a family now, a good husband and a good father, and the wild horse has become a good man! Don't say it's hot, even if it's strangled to death, he won't unbutton it Yes. Isn’t that right, Brother Gu?”

Lu Qing made the old man blush, grabbed the pillow and threw it on Xiao Ziye's forehead, "Go fuck yourself."

Xiao Ziye jumped three feet high, "Hey, I'm getting angry from embarrassment, Brother Gu! Isn't what I said the truth? When you weren't getting along with Mr. Jiang, it was a lot of trouble to come to the bar. Fourteen or five times a night I would add you The pure 1 of WeChat."

"That's my charm. What does it have to do with Jiang Yichen?" Gu Qing asked, "Jiang Yichen and I are getting together. But I told you, at home, I said one thing, okay, I Speaking of east, Jiang Yichen didn't even dare to look west."

Xiao Ziye had a playful smile: "Yes, yes, I know Brother Gu, you are very good at controlling your husband, and you may be able to give birth to a cub one day...

Lu Qing made his old face blush again, and played a pillow fight with Xiao Ziye.

When Xiao Ziye was dragged away by his friends and went crazy, Feng Jin asked Gu Qingrang with a smile, "Is Mr. Jiang not here today?"

Lu Qingrang scratched his hair, pondered for a moment, and said, "Something happened to his friend."

"Ok?"

Lu Qingrang thought for a while, and said, "Feng Jin, something happened to Fu Ran's boyfriend's house."

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, his heart pounded several times in a row, and his expression was not very good: "Brother Gu, you should know that Boss Fu's boyfriend is Brother Lin Yan, right?"

Lu Qingrang laughed awkwardly.

He didn't want to tell Feng Jin at first, but the Lin family kept it a secret, and Jiang Yichen wouldn't let him tell.

It's just that he vaguely feels that it's not good to keep this matter from Feng Jin.

But, if Feng Jin knew...

Gu Qingrang pondered for a long time, and found a euphemistic way of saying, "Well, something happened to Lin's family."

Feng Jin asked persistently: "What's the matter?"

With a guilty conscience, Lu Qing grabbed the cigarettes on the table, took advantage of the time to light the cigarettes, and made up a reason, "It seems that the old man in their family has something wrong with his body."

Feng Jin didn't think much about it, "I heard before that Lin Yan is going to take his father abroad to see a doctor, he should be fine, right?"

Lu Qingrang laughed vaguely twice, his palms were full of sweat.

When Feng Jin wanted to ask something, Gu Qingrang yelled "Xiao Ziye" and rushed into the crowd.

It was one o'clock in the morning when we left.

Jiang Yichen drove to pick up Gu Qingrang and go home.

As soon as Gu Qingrang got into the car, he moaned and yelled that his brain hurts.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yichen leaned over, and Ling Gu Qing asked him to put on his seat belt.

"I want to have a cigarette."

Lu Qingrang blinked.

"No."

Jiang Yichen didn't want to refuse directly, "I agreed not to smoke after ten o'clock in the evening."

Lu Qingrang snorted twice angrily.

Jiang Yichen made a gesture to kiss him: "Don't be angry, I'm doing this for your health, do you really want to be a smoker that much?"

"I'm already quitting, I'm just very annoyed tonight."

Gu Qingrang sighed, "Feng Jin asked me about the Lin family today, and I found a reason to prevaricate it. I have a hunch that he will know sooner or later."

Jiang Yichen frowned: "He has let go, even if he knows, it won't be too sad, right?"

"Are you stupid?" Gu Qingrang's expression darkened, "It's been so long since they broke up, who have you seen Feng Jin accept? It's obvious that he hasn't let go!"

Lu Qing made his face more and more ugly, "I'm worried about his illness, don't be provoked by Lin Yan's incident again... You said that this Lin Yan is really serious, he hasn't learned how to behave after a fight, this is good Now, put your own life in it, know how to torture Feng Jin when he is alive, and never let him go when he is dead... If Feng Jin knows, is it okay?

"He won't know." Jiang Yichen hugged Gu Qingrang's shoulders, "I heard what Lin Yang said, they don't plan to tell Feng Jin."

Gu Qing made his brows tighter and tighter, staring at Jiang Yichen: "Hey, Jiang Yichen, Lin Yan... is he really dead..."

"Well, the brain was seriously injured, and excessive blood loss caused shock. When I was sent to the hospital, my pupils were dilated, and there was no rescue, so I was sent directly to the morgue. It is said that when he died, he was holding a mobile phone in his hand. Two doctors It took a lot of effort to break it apart."

Lu Qingrang didn't have a good impression of Lin Yan, and the only two or three times they met each other made him unable to have a good impression of Lin Yan.

It's just that one life is lost like this, and Lu Qingrang is still a little bit sad.

Jiang Yichen was still saying, "The funeral was over yesterday."

Lu Qingrang was taken aback, "So fast?"

"Well, keep it low-key."

Lu Qingrang asked: "Where is it buried?"

Jiang Yichen shook his head: "I don't know. It's hard for a family to lose a son, and a white-haired man gives a black-haired man. Fu Ran has been driven away, so it's not good for me to ask more questions at this time."

Gu Qingrang sighed.

Jiang Yichen gently pinched Gu Qingrang's chin, and placed a kiss on his lips.

Lu Qing's ears blushed slightly: "What are you... doing?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes were heavy, his voice was a little hoarse and uneasy, "I'm just a little scared..."

"Ok?"

"If you were rescued later that day, would you be like Lin Yan..."

Gu Qingrang frowned, not giving him a chance to frighten himself with wild thoughts, "Hey, don't curse me, I, Gu Qingrang, will definitely live a long life and die after you."

Jiang Yichen was amused, "Are you that sure?"

Lu Qingrang snorted twice, reached out for a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, and said brazenly: "Yes, I'm still waiting to inherit your billions of dollars of inheritance.

Jiang Yichen reached out and took the cigarette out of his mouth, "You little money addict, if you want to inherit Lao Tzu's inheritance, you should smoke less!"

Gu Qing was annoyed: "No more smoking, no more smoking, what's the big deal. Stop at the barbecue shop in front, I want to fold skewers."

That night, Feng Jin had a dream.

He dreamed of 17-year-old Lin Yan.

Holding a freshly caught fish in his hand, he was standing at the door of his house with his trouser legs rolled up.

"Xiao Jin, come quickly. I'll grill the fish for you to eat."

He stumbled and ran towards Lin Yan, but suddenly disappeared into a confused fog.

Nothing can be seen.

In his dream, he felt unbearable fear and fear, spinning around like a headless fly, calling his name loudly.

But he couldn't find Lin Yan.

He disappeared into the mist without even a shadow.

Then, he woke up suddenly.

Like a drowning person, wet and sweating.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind was full.

"Xiao Jin, don't be afraid, I'm going to a far and cold place..."

The words of that day flew into Feng Jin's ears as if they had grown wings. Feng Jin opened his mouth and breathed rapidly. Calling number.

He seemed to have made up his mind and pressed the call button.

On the phone is a mechanical female voice

"Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number, please check and dial again..."

Feng Jin was taken aback.

Empty number?

how come?

Obviously, Lin Yan called him from this number four days ago.

Could it be that he went abroad, so he canceled this number?

Feng Jin lay heavily on the bed, his heart was heavy.

When Feng Jin got involved with Lin Yan again, it was already September of this year.

The drama he filmed in other places finished, and he returned to his long-lost home.

He didn't go home for three months, and the mailbox downstairs was filled with a lot of letters. Feng Jin threw away some irrelevant advertisements, only to find a letter from social insurance in it.

Feng Jin opened it and took a look, only to find that the other party had informed him that there was a 3000 million insured amount and asked him to take time to go to the company to apply for it.

Feng Jin himself had never done this before, so he immediately called the other party.

The other party said that this insurance policy was insured for him by a person named Lin Yan a year ago.

Feng Jin was taken aback.

3000 million, this is not a small amount, calculating the time, a year ago, that was almost when he and Lin Yan officially separated.

Why did Lin Yan insure him so well?

"Sorry, I don't need the money, can you return the money to that Mr. Lin?"

The other party patiently explained on the phone: "When Mr. Lin Yan came to apply for the insurance, the insured was himself, and the beneficiary filled in your name..."

Feng Jin listened in a daze, and in the next second, his head felt as if he had been hit hard, and his whole body froze completely.

"Wait a minute, you just said that the policyholder is himself?"

"Ah."

"Then why do I get this money now?" Feng Jin's face paled a little: "The insurance has taken effect, right... What happened to him?"