actor, he refuses to remarry

Ji Yanzhi was short of breath: "What did he say?"

Bai Yueyue frowned, paused for a moment, and was a little embarrassed: "Brother Yan, you can see for yourself."

After speaking, he stuffed a mobile phone and came over.

Ji Yanzhi looked down.

That's Yang Jie's work Weibo.

[Broker Yang Jie: I am Fang Zhi. I use my former manager’s account to explain the following three things. First, @你家waiting你回家狗子is not my Weibo account, and I have never opened it myself. I have never had any microblog account before, and I will never have one in the future.As for the content in the trumpet, it is all false information, and if there are slanderers, I will take up legal weapons to protect my rights and interests. 】

[Second, I will quit the entertainment circle for life and never come back again. 】

[Third, this is the last time I speak out, and there will be no public response from me if there are any news or popular searches in the future.I accept all criticisms and will correct them slowly in the future. 】

Ji Yanzhi pinched the phone's fingers, and couldn't help turning pale.

He stared at this not-too-long Weibo for a long time, only feeling that his heart was being held by a hand and he couldn't breathe.

He was stunned for a long time before he remembered to search for the trumpet, clicked in and took a look, and sure enough, there was nothing in it.

It was the same as Fang Zhi's Weibo, except for a black profile picture that made people think endlessly.

Ji Yanzhi suddenly felt heartache.

This is the last record of his ten-year love with Fang Zhi.

Now, it's gone too.

Fang Zhi just deleted it without any hesitation.

In the short half hour since he left the hospital, he contacted Yang Jie, logged off his Weibo account, and issued a statement to refute the rumors.

The speed is so fast, so fast... there is no second chance to show him.

Ji Yanzhi's head was slashed severely with a knife, and he laughed palely twice.

On Yang Jie's Weibo, the comments were buzzing.

[Scared to death, I thought it was really Fang Zhi's trumpet. 】

[It's fake at first glance, the man in the trumpet is so infatuated and so good, how could he be a dead domestic tyrant like Fang Zhi! 】

[That is, the domestic violence man biss. 】

[I hope you will do what you say, and don’t come back licking your face when you have no money in the future~]

【How could he have no money? He has earned so much in the entertainment circle over the years, it's enough for him to spend. 】

[I thought it was your trumpet before, but when I saw that you had depression, I thought you were pitiful. Now that you are not sick, I can rest assured to scold you, Sima bastard, why didn't your father throw you on the wall back then!The whole world advises your parents to use a condom! 】

[Don't you think about apologizing with death?Living so fucking pollutes the air, don't you think about spitting out all the money you earn?Doesn't your conscience ache when you spend money? 】

Ji Yanzhi couldn't watch it any longer, turned off his cell phone with a pale face, and felt that the air around him was frozen, making him want to scream in a dull voice.

Bai Yueyue looked at Ji Yanzhi worriedly: "Brother Yan, are you okay?"

"No...it's fine."

Bai Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you are fine. In fact, that Weibo account is not Fang Zhi's. Netizens are very powerful now. If you find out more information, you will find that Fang Zhi is posting a lot of things. If what was said at the meeting is not right, then you will also be in trouble."

Ji Yanzhi nodded: "Well, I know."

Presumably Fang Zhi logged off Weibo so quickly because he was afraid of letting his feet slip.

"Brother Yan, shall I take you back to the apartment?"

"it is good."

Ji Yanzhi returned to the apartment, he was tired, sleepy and messy, he simply washed up, threw himself on the bed, forced himself not to think about anything, and took a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, it was already the evening of the day, and the apartment was so quiet that it seemed that time had stood still.

Ji Yanzhi turned on the phone, and Fang Zhi's name had already been uploaded from Weibo. Ji Yanzhi looked around casually, but wandered across a super chat by accident.

Just glancing at Chaohua's name, Ji Yanzhi turned pale.

#Fangzhi is dead today? #

He clicked in with trembling fingers, but saw a screen full of red candles and photos of the dead with Fang Zhi's photos.

【Today is also the day to light incense for Fang Zhi. 】

[I hope something will happen to someone. 】

[Question of the day, is Fang Junk still wasting air today? 】

【…】

Ji Yanzhi's breathing tightened, he retreated hastily, and then deleted Weibo at a very fast speed.

As if in this way you can stay away from these abuses and vicious curses.

Obviously not scolding him, but he felt real pain at this moment.

Ji Yanzhi walked out of the bedroom, went to the living room to smoke a cigarette, and then he took out his mobile phone to contact Yang Jie.

"Hey, is Fang Zhi home yet?"

Yang Jie: "Brother Zhi, he invited Mr. Luo to dinner, and he hasn't come back yet."

"He went alone?" Ji Yanzhi was a little anxious: "That Luo Mingming was targeting him a little bit, why didn't you follow?"

What if Luo Mingming deliberately made things difficult for Fang Zhi and forced him to drink some mango juice?

Yang Jie was helpless: "I want to follow, but brother Zhi won't let me go. Besides, it's not appropriate for me to go to a private wine bureau."

Ji Yanzhi's breathing tightened, and after a brief silence, he said, "How much is his cell phone?"

"This one……"

Brother Zhi won't let me talk.

"Tell me, I have something to take care of."

Yang Jie faltered and reported a series of numbers.

Ji Yanzhi found a pen and paper to write it down, and as soon as the phone was hung up, he went to dial Fang Zhi's number.

After calling several times in a row, Fang Zhi didn't answer.

When he was about to continue calling without giving up, a message popped up on his phone.

[I'm really fine, don't call, we made an appointment not to contact each other, right? 】

Ji Yanzhi's eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

Yes, he agreed.

But Fang Zhi also agreed to him, and after the breakup, they were all well.Let go of the past and move forward.

But what?

Fang Zhi is not good at all, he suffers from depression, he is poor, he is exactly the same as his past self, facing a dark life that may spend his whole life hiding under masks and masks.

Obviously he broke the contract first...

It's him.

Ji Yanzhi took a deep breath, and then returned a text message to Fang Zhi.

[I want to see Tongtong, I know you are her guardian, but I am his uncle. 】

Fang Zhi did not respond for a long time, and when Ji Yanzhi thought he would not agree, he finally replied to Ji Yanzhi.

【good.In a few days, I will take her out to see you. 】

……

The next morning.

Fang Zhi cut off the half-smoked cigarette in silence, rubbed his sore eyes, and stood up from the bed.

He has insomnia again.

The medicine prescribed by Dr. Lu was getting bigger and bigger, but the effect was getting worse and worse.

He didn't know how long he hadn't had a good night's sleep.

Fang Zhi looked at his pale self in the mirror, and forced a smile.

too ugly.

Fortunately, he quit the entertainment industry, otherwise he would be seen by fans...

No, he doesn't even have any fans now.

He washed his face with cold water, then went to the next room to wake Tongtong up.

The little girl did her homework very late last night, and she is still sleeping soundly at this moment. When Fang Zhi woke her up, she was very uncomfortable moaning and chirping.

Fang Zhi's voice was low and gentle, he bent down, and gently rubbed Tongtong's face with his fingers: "Tongtong, it's time to wake up..."

Tong Tong reluctantly opened her eyes: "Uncle Fang Zhi, I'm so sleepy."

Fang Zhi smiled gently, "Okay, then you continue to sleep, and I won't take you to see your father."

"Ah! Don't!" Tongtong sat up suddenly and put his arms around Fang Zhi's neck: "I miss my father!"

"Well, go brush your teeth, wash your face, and change your clothes."

"it is good!"

Tongtong kissed Fang Zhi on the face, then frowned: "Uncle Fang Zhi, you smoked again early in the morning! You promised Tongtong that you would never smoke in the future. I will tell my grandparents that you don't mean anything .”

Fang Zhi picked Tongtong up with one hand, turned around and walked to the bathroom: "Why is your nose so good, is it a dog?"

"certainly not."

Fang Zhi stuffed the pink toothbrush into Tongtong's little hand: "Okay, brush your teeth quickly, or you won't be able to meet Dad in time."

"Oh!"

When Tongtong changed into a beautiful little dress and came out, Yang Jie had already arrived.

He stood by the dining table, looked at Fang Zhi who was sitting on the sofa with his head bowed and folded a thousand paper cranes, and frowned: "You really don't want to take Tongtong there yourself?"

Fang Zhi put the folded paper crane into a glass bottle: "Just take her there."

"But……"

This is a good opportunity to reconnect with Mr. Ji...

"Tongtong, come here."

Fang Zhi ignored Yang Jie, stretched out his hand and called the well-dressed little girl to him.

"Do you remember what uncle said to you last night?"

Perhaps it is because we will see Ji Yanzhi soon, Tongtong looked very excited, and nodded impatiently: "Tongtong remembers everything."

Fang Zhi: "Then repeat it for me."

Tongtong immediately said: "If Dad asks Uncle what he usually does, he will say that Dad will go for a run and hang out with friends. If Dad asks Uncle if he is taking medicine, he will say that Dad is not sick. Why does he take medicine?" ..."

"Uncle, am I right?"

Fang Zhi patted Tongtong's head: "Well, it's all right."

He smiled softly, with a hoarse voice: "Tongtong, if uncle asks you if you like being with uncle, you just say that you don't like me, because I have a bad temper and can swear, you just ask him You take it back."

Tong Tong frowned: "But Uncle is very kind to me, I don't want to leave Uncle."

Fang Zhi smiled: "Don't, you stupid girl, your father is rich now, it's more comfortable for you to follow him than to follow me."

Tongtong hugged Fang Zhi, her voice choked up: "Can't you live together like before? Tongtong can be with dad and uncle now."

Fang Zhi was silent for a while, and then said: "Uncle didn't cherish it before, but now...he has no qualifications. If you are with Dad, there will be other uncles who will treat Tongtong well in the future."

"I don't want another uncle..."

"There will always be other uncles. After all, your father is so good."

Fang Zhi stopped talking, he looked at Yang Jie: "Take her away."

Yang Jie felt sour in his heart: "Okay."

After Yang Jie left with Tongtong, Fang Zhi sat back on the sofa and continued to fold the thousand origami cranes in silence.

Just then, the phone that was set aside rang.

It was Luo Mingming calling.

He frowned involuntarily.