Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

"What do you mean?" Qi Fenghua's face turned strange for a moment, and he quickly restrained his expression and asked back.

Lin Hanchuan looked at Qi Fenghua's expression, no matter how much he tried to pretend to be calm, he was not as skilled as the actors and actresses in the previous world, as long as he observed a little, he could see the difference.

Yi Qionglou watched it for two years, but didn't see any flaws.

There was a sneer on the corner of Lin Hanchuan's lips, his eyes were naked and straightforward: "I'm suddenly a little curious, why are you so kind to me?"

Qi Fenghua couldn't maintain his expression because of the undisguised scrutiny. The Yi Qionglou in his impression never looked at him with such cold eyes even when he was forced to marry at first.

The strangeness in his heart had just risen, and the second half of Lin Hanchuan's sentence made him look a little calmer.

This kind of words longing for love... Qi Fenghua showed a faint smile, and his temperament was as usual: "What do you think?"

Qi Fenghua's smile was faint, and his tone was also faint, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, losing its vitality.

But no one doubted Qi Fenghua's love for Yi Qionglou, because he was obedient to Yi Qionglou, and he had already explained everything with his actions.

As for his coldness... that's just Qi Fenghua's cold nature.

No one has ever thought that no matter how cold-hearted a person is, he will always have different emotions towards his sweetheart, but Qi Fenghua has never lost his composure towards Yi Qionglou.

Not when he was told on the wedding night two years ago that he could only be a stand-in; not when Yi Qionglou often went out to hang out with friends in the past two years; Any emotional ups and downs.

"You don't love me." Lin Hanchuan leaned against the door frame and stated calmly.

At this time, he was wearing a snow-white basic shirt, his messy hair curled in a lazy arc, and a simple and elegant black diamond earring hung on his right earlobe.

He has clear eyebrows, and always seems to have a casual smile on his face, but he has a pair of extremely clean and pure peach blossom eyes, so that even if he smiles foolishly, it is not annoying, but makes people blush, don't have a kind of indecent Charm.

Qi Fenghua looked at Lin Hanchuan for a long time, but he didn't seem to hear what Lin Hanchuan said at all. He seemed to be remembering something, and he seemed to be suppressing his emotions.

After a few seconds, Qi Fenghua took a step forward and buttoned the clothes on Lin Hanchuan's chest. He was gentle and virtuous: "Don't unbutton so many buttons."

【Wow. ] 001, who was watching the play on the side, turned into a verdant green. 】

Maybe he was still secretly cursing others in his heart. 001 walked around Qi Fenghua's feet twice, and unfortunately found that he could only hear the heartbeat of his own host, and could not hear other people's inner complaints.

Lin Hanchuan looked down at Qi Fenghua's movements. After he had buttoned all the buttons and retreated in satisfaction, Lin Hanchuan lazily raised his hand and unbuttoned most of them, revealing a large area from his neck to his chest. skin.

Witnessing the whole process of Qi Fenghua's face turning black, Lin Hanchuan curled his lips.

Yi Qionglou sweetly thinks that Qi Fenghua is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he can't get used to his disheveled clothes, and every time he will button the open buttons with his own hands... In Yi Qionglou's memory, this behavior represents Qi Fenghua's indifference He enjoys the love for him under the surface, and even unbuttons it on purpose, just for a moment of sweetness.

Feeling a little tired all of a sudden, Lin Hanchuan rubbed the center of his brows, he didn't want to confuse Qi Fenghua, and said directly: "Get a divorce."

Qi Fenghua suddenly raised his eyes, and his pupils shrank. This was the biggest change in his expression.

001 also screamed, like a black kitten with fried fur: [Chuan Chuan!Your task is to get the love of the protagonist, Shou Qi Fenghua, to complete the plot. There is no such plot as divorce in the original text! 】

Lin Hanchuan glanced at 001, and 001's cry stopped abruptly. It choked twice and sealed its mouth.

"Why do you want a divorce all of a sudden?" Qi Fenghua's face was pale, his fingers were clenched into fists, and his knuckles were protruding. He looked at Lin Hanchuan as if he was looking at a heartless man, "I never cared about you when you went out to fool around. , I did everything a good partner should do..."

Recalling the details of the two years, Yi Qionglou ignored him at first, but he treated him gently, and finally softened his attitude gradually.

Qi Fenghua thinks that he has exhausted his benevolence to Yi Qionglou, the two of them owe each other nothing, they don't need anyone to love the other, it's just a cooperative relationship, but Yi Qionglou is insatiable.

You want me to love you?How do you match?Qi Fenghua looked at Lin Hanchuan, the disgust and dislike in his eyes were clearly revealed for the first time, but he couldn't do without this face that was exactly the same as Yi Wusheng.

It's been a long time since Qi Fenghua's mood fluctuated so much. Suddenly, Qi Fenghua's eyes darkened and he passed out.

Before he fainted, he vaguely saw that the face that was exactly the same as Yi Wusheng's frivolity was removed, and his eyes were calm and calm, just like...

Brother Yi.

Lin Hanchuan: "..."

001 was dumbfounded: [This is, the legendary, Pengci? 】

According to the memory of the original owner, Lin Hanchuan sent Qi Fenghua to the best private hospital in Qingzhou City. During the examination, he notified Qi Fenghua's family, and after thinking about it, he also notified Yi's parents.

When Qi Fenghua woke up and opened his eyes, he saw four familiar elder faces. He was taken aback: "Mom and Dad, why are you here, uncles and aunts?"

"Fenghua, why are you taking care of yourself?" Qi Fenghua's mother is a gorgeous lady, and the tears on her face have ruined her makeup. "The doctor said you have low blood sugar, do you not eat well again?" ?”

Qi Fenghua comforted his heartbroken mother, searching the ward with his eyes.

In his impression, before he fell into a coma, he seemed to see Brother Yi... He knew it was an illusion, but Qi Fenghua would rather deceive himself, until his eyes met the person who stepped into the door, his pupils shrank: "Why are you dressed like this?" ?!"

"Why can't I dress like this." Lin Hanchuan raised his eyebrows.

He was wearing a pure black T-shirt, a black shirt jacket was casually put on, and a long silver necklace hung on his chest; She wears a hoop of silver earrings studded with red gemstones.

Calm and introverted, with an evil spirit, like a vampire who hasn't seen anyone in a European castle for a long time, with a lazy and casual posture.

"Didn't I say that this style is not suitable for you?" Qi Fenghua gritted his teeth and said, "You are suitable for light-colored clothes, and white is more in line with your temperament."

"Then it seems that your color learning is not very good." Lin Hanchuan fiddled with his earlobe, the black and red earrings made him more mysterious and sexy, "With my appearance, any style is suitable for me. "

Yi's father on the side snorted coldly: "You are almost 30 years old, and you are still immature. You dress like this, and you still play racing cars and motorcycles, what are you talking about?"

"I haven't played with cars for three years." Lin Hanchuan smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Three years ago, Yi Qionglou was 22 years old. In that year, Yi Wusheng died in a car accident.

Yi Qionglou knew that it was time for him to take care of the family, so he changed from his previous willfulness, and never touched motorcycles or racing cars again, for fear that his parents would be reminded of Yi Wusheng's car accident.

However, for three whole years, none of his parents noticed his change.

Yi's father was at a loss for words, and Yi's mother smoothed things over with a smile: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, live a good life..."

Unlike the Qi family's parents, who looked very rich when they wore gold and silver, Yi's father and Yi's mother were dressed plainly, with gray hair and vicissitudes of life. Compared with the Qi's parents of the same age, they seemed to be ten years older.

They are well-known figures in the painting world, who have taught countless students, and anyone would respectfully call them professors from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone knows that this poor couple originally had a genius son who could fully inherit their mantle, but it is a pity that God is jealous of the talent, Yi Wusheng just won the first prize in the domestic painting competition for young people, and died in a car accident.

It has been three full years now, but they still have not come out of this accident.

Everyone sympathized with this old couple, pitied them for losing their son in old age, and the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man, but no one knew...their genius son they were proud of had a twin brother with the same mother.

The two brothers came to this world only ten minutes apart. They obviously have the same appearance, but the treatment they receive is very different.

Lin Hanchuan looked around and saw Qi Fenghua who was suppressing his disgust, and saw Yi's father and Yi's mother who were indifferent to each other... He smiled: "I want a divorce."

The simple four words fell on the ground, and their power was astonishing.

Qi Fenghua was the first to react: "I disagree!"

After that, everyone seemed to be blown up, and the accusations continued.

"We entrusted Fenghua to you, and he suffered so much for you, yet you dare to divorce?!"

"Yi Qionglou, how dare you! If you abandon Fenghua, I will break your legs!"

"What are you crazy about?"

……

No one asked the reason for the divorce.

Lin Hanchuan stood where he was, allowing them to vent their anger. His expression was indifferent, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger. Several elders cursed and cursed, and finally stopped slowly.

While everyone was looking at each other, Lin Hanchuan walked to the hospital bed: "You disagree?"

Qi Fenghua gritted his teeth, he didn't look at Lin Hanchuan's clothes, his eyes only stayed on that handsome face, his eyes were stubborn: "I don't agree!"

"According to the laws and regulations, if there is no de facto marriage, you can get divorced automatically after two years of separation. We just got the certificate for two years, and during these two years..." Lin Hanchuan thought about it seriously, "We don't seem to have any intimate contact, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Under everyone's different gazes, Lin Hanchuan said slowly again: "I don't want a divorce, do you want to have sex with me?"

Qi Fenghua subconsciously blurted out: "No!"

It was like wanting to be in close contact with someone who was extremely disgusting, and he refused without thinking, and there was still disgust and hatred in his eyes that he hadn't had time to hide.

Everyone else in the room was stunned. In everyone's impression, Qi Fenghua loved Yi Qionglou deeply, like crazy, with no complaints or regrets... He even lied to his parents, until now Only then did the clues emerge.

Lin Hanchuan then laughed, and he took a step back with a relaxed expression: "It seems that you have made a decision."

Qi Fenghua looked at Lin Hanchuan vaguely, and said in a sour tone, "Could it be that the changes in your feelings towards me in the past two years are all fake?"

In two years, he saw this nominal husband with his own eyes. From the initial indifference and rejection to the later hard-hearted soft-heartedness, he never expressed his love, but Qi Fenghua could see the gradually stronger feelings in his eyes. .

Could it be that these emotional changes are all fake?Qi Fenghua found it hard to accept for a while.

For two full years, the dog could be cooked, the ice could be melted, not to mention a soft heart.

Lin Hanchuan clutched his chest, the stinging pain there was distinct and long-lasting, just like being stabbed by a blunt knife for many years, the pain was not so terribly painful, but finally one day, another brand-new sharp knife joined in, crisp and sharp poked into the wound.

"Which one of us is real and who is fake?" Lin Hanchuan left a sentence, and walked out of the ward in a bit of a state of embarrassment, with slightly staggered steps.

After walking out of the ward, Lin Hanchuan couldn't maintain his expression, he staggered, and subconsciously reached out to support the wall.

"Are you okay?" Lin Hanchuan was supported firmly with one hand.

Lin Hanchuan looked up and was stunned.