The Actor Wants to Divorce

Since Xu Yan came that day, Lin Zhaozhi and Xu Yan's ties have suddenly become much closer.

On several occasions, Ji An ran into the scene of Lin Zhaozhi and him on the phone.

Ji An's heart became more bored. When he was eating that night, seeing Lin Zhaozhi still holding his cell phone and texting people, Ji An couldn't help his sour anger anymore.

"Can't you stop playing with your phone while you are eating?"

Lin Zhaozhi didn't turn his head back either, "You eat your job for work."

Ji An frowned, and said displeased: "What is the job... With so many directors in the entertainment industry, can't he go to other people? Lin Zhaozhi, do you want to get a partner with him?"

Lin Zhaozhi was troubled by his noisy headache. He sent Xu Yan's reply "Talk later", then put the phone upside down on the desktop, frowning and looking at Ji An, "Why are you so annoying now, me and He has no obligation to tell you if he doesn't engage in objects, right?"

Ji An opened his mouth. At first he didn't say anything, and then he was not convinced: "Then I just want to care about you. I won't fight with you."

"If you don't engage in objects, Xu Yan is younger than you. I don't mean that to him."

Hearing this, Ji An breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and pulled two bites of rice into his mouth.

Lin Zhaozhi looked at him solemnly, feeling helpless.

He is already thirty years old, and if he can't even see Ji An's careful thoughts, it is really a waste of life.

He can detect how much Ji An likes him.

It was a kind of cautious joy, like a glacier of frit in this early spring, not easy to detect, and it melted silently into a trickle.

Lin Zhaozhi is very contradictory.

He never thought about being with Ji An.

He is thirty years old, and what he wants is a mature and stable relationship.

But such feelings are the last thing Ji An can give him.

Ji An is like a boat floating on the sea. He is mysterious and unknown. Lin Zhaozhi has to guess at him, to guess which words he said are true and which words are false. That would be too tiring.

Lin Zhaozhi didn't want to bet. This was even more hopeless than the seven or eight years he lost on Gu Qingrang.

But he also didn't dare... suddenly refused to Ji An.

He couldn’t see through Ji An, he even suspected that Ji An’s emotions were pretended to be, and from beginning to end, this person didn’t let him touch a bit.

He was afraid that he would hurt Ji An by speaking too much.

The child is very sensitive.

The relationship between him and Xu Yan has made him like a frightened bird.

Lin Zhaozhi sighed softly in his heart, and said, "I have bought watermelon in the refrigerator. I keep it for you."

"Really?" Ji An's eyes lit up and immediately ran to the kitchen.

"What are you in a hurry? Eat after dinner."

"okay."

Ji'an scratched his hair, sat back, and hopped over to the kitchen after finishing the meal quickly.

When Lin Zhaozhi packed up his tens of thousands of bowls and chopsticks, Ji An had eaten more than half of the watermelon in his arms.

Lin Zhaozhi stared at his chubby belly, frowning, "You eat less, eat so much as soon as you finish eating." Ji An bit the watermelon as if he was afraid of Lin Zhao's grab, "It's okay, I can finish eating, I The appetite is very big. "I'm afraid that you will eat so many cold things and eat so much. "Lin Zhaozhi was speechless.

Ji An turned his head, "Do you care about me? Do you like me?"

Lin Zhaozhi was dumbfounded by the question.

Does he like Ji'an?

He himself can't tell.

His feelings for Ji An are not as tempting to Gu Qing at the beginning, it is a hot and intense joy.

The only certainty is that he doesn't want Ji An to be injured.

Physically and spiritually, I don't want to.

Ji An ate the iced watermelon in one go, and it really started to feel uncomfortable at night.

Vomiting and diarrhea, her face waxy white.

"Are you okay?" Lin Zhaozhiling patted his back gently.

Ji An is holding the toilet, his eyes are red, "Your watermelon is poisonous..."

Lin Zhaozhi laughed angrily, "Who is it to blame? I clearly remind you to eat less, are you a three-year-old child? You don't know how to exercise restraint when you eat.

"I'm like this, you can't say something nice."

Lin Zhaozhi poured him a glass of water, "It's mostly acute gastroenteritis. I'll take you to the hospital."

He helped Ji An to sit down on the sofa in the living room, "Wait for me first, I'll get your coat for you."

Ji An is weak, "Hurry up..."

Lin Zhaozhi pushed open the door of Ji'an's bedroom, then picked up the down jacket on Ji'an's bed, and put it on his arm. The phone in the inner pocket fell off all of a sudden, and the screen was still on.

WeChat "Dididi" kept ringing.

The strange head of the blue sky sent Ji An a lot of photos.

Lin Zhaozhi only glanced at it, and his breath froze.

Ji An in the photo is wearing only a pair of trousers, kneeling between the legs of a man...

Then I swiped it back twice, all of which were photos of this kind of unsightly purpose. There was also a photo with half of his face faintly exposed, barely recognizing Yingqi.

In the lower right corner of the photo, the time shown is exactly the night he drove Ji An back.

He remembered asking Ji An.

At that time, his throat was hoarse and he told himself that he had not met Ying Qi.

But as a result, he accompanied Ying Qi and a bunch of people to play this...

Lin Zhaozhi sneered.

Yes, isn't Ji An just this kind of person.

He should have known.

Lin Zhaozhi suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous. He hoped that Ji An could live in peace, and even considered finding some bodyguards for Ji An, but in fact, Ji An himself did not want to live a good life.

He seems to be used to being tossed, crying and crying, and cowardly continuing to be silent while allowing the abuser to insult him.

From beginning to end, he was just an outsider who was anxious and worried.

Like an idiot.

Lin Zhaozhi put the phone back in his pocket, then went out, put it on Ji An, and helped him stand up.

"Can you still go?"

Ji An hummed: "I can't go, my legs are weak."

Lin Zhaozhi showed him his back, squatted down, "Come on."

Ji An jumped on Lin Zhaozhi's back.

I went to the hospital and checked, and it turned out to be acute gastroenteritis. Just hang two bottles of water.

In the middle of the night, there were almost no people in the hospital. Lin Zhaozhi was wearing a mask and sat opposite him, watching Ji An play with his mobile phone expressionlessly.

He must have seen those photos too, but the expression on Ji An's face seemed as if nothing happened.

What kind of person can he watch himself being insulted without changing his face.

Lin Zhao's stomach was worried. After Ji An finished hanging the water and returned to the apartment, he couldn't help but said, "Have you met Ying Qi that night?"

Ji An frowned: "Ah? Which night? I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Are you sure you don't know, or you don't want to admit it at all."

Ji An looked at him blankly.

Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth: "You said you haven't seen Ying Qi at all, and nothing happened. Then what happened to the photos on your phone?"

Ji An's face was pale for an instant, he looked at Lin Zhaozhi blankly, his eyes flustered.

"I……"

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "You said you were afraid of Yingqi hurting you, so you moved to live with me, but secretly, you are still not willing to be bullied by him, are you a **** or a joke? So many people play with you. , You are not afraid of getting sick or dirty?"

Ji An tightened his fingers gently, and his head slowly lowered.

Lin Zhao stepped up to Ji'an step by step, "Are you an adult? Aren't you a weak little girl? If you can't fight, you can't get away. Wouldn't you still call the police? With so much money in his hand, he wouldn't hire a few people protect you?"

Ji An remained silent for a long time.

Lin Zhaozhi's voice was even colder, "I am not your parents, nor your brother. It is love for me to help you, and it is not my duty."

What's more, Ji An didn't tell him the truth.

Why is he not angry.

After a long silence, Lin Zhaozhi calmed down a bit.

The voice was soft: "You are not feeling well, so go to bed earlier."

Ji An still stood there blankly, motionless.

Lin Zhaozhi went to grab his arm, "Go."

Ji An slowly raised his head and laughed twice.

"Do you think I'm cheap?"

Lin Zhaozhi twisted his eyebrows: "I didn't mean that."

Ji An shrugged and smiled indifferently, "It didn't mean that you were so angry, did you see these photos, think I don't resist, indulge them, is I deserve it?"

"You have no obligation to help me..."

Ji An pushed Lin Zhaozhi away, turned his head and walked towards the door.

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "Where are you going?"

"Come back home."

Lin Zhaozhi: "Ying Qi..."

"Don't worry about it." Ji An interrupted him, staring at Lin Zhaozhi with red eyes for a few seconds, "I have money, so I will spend it to hire bodyguards."

Ji An slammed the door angrily.

He stood at the door of Lin Zhao's house, kicked the door several times in anger, turned and ran.

In the morning of the next day, Lin Zhaozhi received a call from his assistant Aning.

"Brother, Ji'an you asked me to check, I checked everything."

Lin Zhaozhi's heart slowly tightened, paused for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice, "Say."

"He does have an older brother named Ji Ning, who died in more than three years, only 25 years old. Ji An's sister-in-law is named Ying Ting, who is the same age as Ji Ning."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "Is it a car accident?"

"It was a car accident, an accident. The driver was just an ordinary delivery worker. He lost a little money and the matter was over. Ying court died on the spot. After the ambulance arrived, he declared that he had no vital signs because he was so far away from him. There are only three days left for Ji Ning’s wedding. It is said that the two people have talked for several years, and their relationship is particularly good. That day, because the two people quarreled and the emotions of the court were out of control, they ran into a car accident on the main road. Ji Ning blamed himself. , Plus I couldn’t stand the blow, so I committed suicide.”

This is no different from what Ji An said, but obviously, if this is really the case, why bother to involve the innocent Ji An.

Lin Zhaozhi held his breath slightly, "Why are they arguing?"

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