The Actor Wants to Divorce

The air in the room almost solidified.

─No one spoke in a while, everyone's eyes fell on Gu Qingrang, full of curiosity and gossip.

Gu Qingrang looked at the door and gasped quickly, his face pale as a piece of paper.

It took a few minutes before someone lifted the chair kicked by Jiang Yichen up, and smiled awkwardly: "Everyone...Sit down, stop standing, and continue to eat."

Gu Qing let his hands and feet sit down, sweating all over.

He picked up the water glass in front of him and took a big gulp.

Gradually, there were conversations and laughter in the room, but they all seemed to take into account Gu Qingrang's mood, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Song Yiming lowered his voice and said, "Brother Gu, that... don't you go see President Jiang?"

Gu Qingrang frowned and said dryly, "What do I care about him? He just walks away. What does he think he is? In front of so many people, he was beaten and beaten by dogs after years of upbringing. Yes, let him!"

Song Yiming caught a glimpse of the irritability and anxiety on Gu Qing's face, and finally said nothing.

Gu Qing let sit in a chair and couldn't calm down for a moment.

When Jiang Yichen was leaving, he seemed to have lost a stone and pressed it impartially on his heart and lungs, making him breathless.

After not sitting for a while, Gu Qingrang got up and said goodbye to everyone: "You play, I am old and I will not be crazy with you."

How dare everyone stay at this time. They laughed and said goodbye to Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qing asked him to leave the box with his jacket and scarf. He walked hard and long along this long corridor.

In the end, he couldn't help but trot and ran out of the restaurant's door.

When the little snow came, a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground, and when the wind blew, it poured "whoop" into Gu Qingrang's neck.

Gu Qing shook twice.

Jiang Yichen's car stopped at its original seat, and Gu Qing let out a sigh of relief, and looked around, but no one was seen.

He was bending over and was about to go in and ask the waiter at the door, his eyes swept away but he saw a person squatting on the side of the road ahead.

Gu Qing calmed down a beating heart little by little.

He stood in place, took a deep breath, mixed with the cold of snowflakes, and then lifted his foot to the mass.

Xu Shi's inaudible ear has trained Jiang Yichen's extremely keen observation ability. Jiang Yichen found the person next to him almost instantaneously.

He tilted his head slightly, glanced at Gu Qingrang, and then lowered his gaze again.

Gu Qing frowned.

He didn't know how long he had been squatting here. His black hair was covered with wet and unmelted snow, and a few snowflakes fell on his neck. He was quickly melted by his body temperature and rolled into his clothes following the **** and attractive curve of Jiang Yichen's neck in.

Gu Qing let him kick his leg with his toes: he looked up at me. "

Jiang Yichen stood up with a sneer, and the snow on his body fell along with him.

"What do you want to say?"

"Jiang Yichen, what I just said was a bit too much..."

Jiang Yichen curled his lips, his tone was as cold as the surroundings, "But are you telling the truth?"

Gu Qing was startled: "What?"

Jiang Yichen smiled, "You have forgotten our past. Now you have a good career, fame and fortune. In front of the big movie emperor Gu, Jiang Yichen's is really nothing, at best it is for you to have fun. That's it."

Gu Qing tightened his fingers one by one.

When he joked about this, he didn't think it was a big deal. Hearing it from Jiang Yichen's mouth, it had a completely different meaning.

"Since King Gu said in front of so many people that a good horse won't turn back the grass, how can I force King Gu to slap himself in the face, I..." He swallowed what he wanted to say, and turned around. : "Let me be alone for a while."

After he finished speaking, he squatted down again, holding a small branch in his hand, and poking in the snow.

Gu Qing made two violent bumps in the chest, and kicked Jiang Yichen again: "Actually, that's not a... fact! Anyway, can I apologize to you? Shouldn't you embarrass you where to buy many people. "

Jiang Yichen didn't even look at Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qing let him sit down beside Jiang Yichen.

When he glanced over, he looked at the piece of snow on the ground, and Jiang Yichen was filled with the words "calm".

Gu Qing bit her lower lip and began to speak whisperingly in Jiang Yichen's ear.

He was sitting in the snow, his whole body almost stiff, and the magnificent President Jiang Da still didn't give him a look.

Yes, it's really a dried towel, enough to twist.

Gu Qing let him rub his hands, breathed a sigh of heat in his palms, and found a little sense before picking up a small branch from his feet, and gently writing a small line on the falling snow in front of Jiang Yichen. One

"Do not be mad."

Jiang Yichen immediately erased those words with a branch.

Gu Qing made the corners of his mouth stiff and resisted.

He frowned and thought about it carefully, then raised his head and drew a thousand paper cranes for Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen's body trembled fiercely.

Almost instantly turned his head and stared at Gu Qingrang.

Jiang Yichen's eyes surged up and down, and his voice trembled: "You remembered... our past?"

Gu Qing was taken aback, and said dullly, "It's only part of it."

Immediately, the corners of his lips bend, and his smile is warm and kind: "Thank you for the thousand paper cranes that you folded for me... well, there is the one from yesterday."

Gu Qing lied without blushing and heartbeat: "I put it up properly and put it in the most conspicuous and important place of my house."

Well, that's right, in the trash can he bought from the two-yuan store.

Jiang Yichen's breathing was short, his eyes flushed a little, he stood up from the ground, and pulled Gu Qingrang up from the ground.

"Gu Qingrang, what do you mean?"

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth: "Give me a little hope when I give up, slap me when I taste the sweetness, and slap me back to hell..." Jiang Yichen shrank his shoulders, the corners of his eyes were red, like An angry lion: "What do you mean?"

Gu Qing made it stand in place dumbly, with a "buzzing" in his mind.

Yeah, what does he mean?

He himself was confused.

"Jiang Yichen, let's not talk about this topic for now, okay?"

"Flee again? How many times do you want to perfuse me like this?" Jiang Yichen angrily: "Gu Qingrang, tell me honestly, are you really unwilling to give me a chance? ?"

Gu Qing made his heart heavy, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer.

But just such a hesitation caused Jiang Yichen's heart to be thrown into the ice and snow.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, his nose was sour, and there was some salty liquid to swallow him.

The soft snowflakes hit his face like sharp blades.

He nodded, as if he had understood, laughed hoarsely, and finally said: "Okay, okay, if that's the case, why bother to waste each other's time."

After he finished speaking, he took two steps back, clenched his fists, turned his head and left.

Gu Qing made it seem as if he had been enchanted and nailed to the original place, unable to move.

He looked straight at Jiang Yichen's back, and a message came from his heart.

His brain was saying, "Gu Qingrang, catch up."

Gu Qing made his breath sink, and the whole world suddenly cooled down, he just wanted to hug himself.

Without waiting for him to reach out, Gu Qingrang was directly wrapped in his arms with both hands.

Familiar temperature, familiar breath.

Gu Qing asked to raise his eyes, and immediately stunned.

"Why are you..." He came back again.

Jiang Yichen smiled faintly, "We still have a formal goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he made Gu Qing tighter.

Gu Qing let him smell the delicious fragrance on his body, and was about to smell it deeper. In just three seconds, Jiang Yichen let him go.

Gu Qingrang only felt that there was one more thing in his palm, and when he looked down, he realized that it was the cigarette he usually smoked.

─The heart tightened in an instant.

"Are you going to say goodbye to me?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Yichen laughed a little at himself: "I can't wait for you to find your true love, and then wait for you to be kicked away?"

Gu Qing let the cigarette pack in his hand and "cut" unhappily, "I thought President Jiang was determined to chase people, but that's all."

Jiang Yichen raised his eyebrows: "What are you joking, what is the relationship between us? Can you friends and friends, how can you chase people?"

Gu Qing asked her lips to not speak.

Jiang Yichen also remained silent. For a full minute, he picked up the scarf that fell on Gu Qingrang's feet and wrapped it around Gu Qing with his own hands.

The warm heat covered Gu Qingrang's eyes.

He heard Jiang Yichen asking him: "Do you have anything you want to tell me?"

Gu Qing let him take a deep breath, "Then please take it seriously and chase me, are you willing?"

Jiang Yichen was trembling slightly on the corner of the scarf that was still pinched by his fingers as if he had been hit by lightning.

"What?" Jiang Yichen's voice was choking: "Arang, what did you say? You say it again..."

Gu Qingrang took a step back: "Mouth hurts, don't say it. I didn't hear it being pulled down, so I'm willing or not to follow you."

Jiang Yichen's breathing was short, his chest fell together, and then the next second, he suddenly lowered his head and cursed an swear word, then lifted Gu Qing to let him go and walked into the car steadily.

Gu Qingrang didn't know when he rolled with Jiang Yichen. They kissed from the corridor, tore on the floor of the living room, and then they were hugged by Jiang Yichen and thrown onto the bed in the bedroom...

When everything was calm, Gu Qing couldn’t lift up his tired eyelids. Jiang Yichen was like a lion with wide legs. He wrapped Gu Qing in his arms and took a heavy bite on his neck, leaving a freshness. Tooth print.

"Agen."

"Ok?"

"I'm your...boyfriend now, isn't it?"

Gu Qing raised his eyelids and snorted: "Don't be proud, it's just an underground boyfriend. For my career, I can't disclose you for the time being."

Jiang Yichen smiled carelessly: "It's okay, it's not impossible to be the man behind you."

Gu Qing asked to raise his arm, kick Jiang Yichen, hoarsely said: "Then Mr. Jiang Yichen behind, I am hungry now and want to eat."

Jiang Yichen kissed Gu Qingrang and rolled out of bed numbly, "I'll go make you supper."

Jiang Yichen got dressed and went to the kitchen to make an omelet for Gu Qingrang. When he brought it to the dining table, he accidentally kicked the trash can in the living room.

Then he watched a crumpled paper crane roll out.

It's also covered with...Ketchup.

Jiang Yichen: "..."

卄, he shouldn't believe that Gu Qing let that mouth open.

A high-end apartment on the other side of the ocean.

The middle-aged Filipino maid slowly opened the code-locked door, pressed the light in the living room, and the oncoming strong scent of alcohol made her step back.

─The apartment of one hundred and forty square meters is almost unobstructed. All the wine bottles threw on the floor, one even rolled to her feet grunting. The Filipino servant frowned again.

The owner of this apartment is a young and handsome Asian, but unfortunately an alcoholic. She was hired by the owner of this apartment to clean the apartment three times a week. By the way, I am sure that Mr. Lin is still alive.

The Filipino maid picked up the wine bottle at his feet, put it aside, raised his foot and walked to the bedroom, knocked on the door, and shouted in bad Chinese: "Mr. Lin?"