The Actor Wants to Divorce

When Lin Zhaozhi came back carrying hot porridge and chicken soup, he ran into Ying Qi at the elevator door.

He looked cold, "Have you met Ji An?"

Ying Qi looked lazy, took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and snorted lazily, "Can't I see him?"

Lin Zhaozhi suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Ying Qi by the collar, dragged the man into the elevator, and said viciously: "I warn you, don't harass him again!"

Ying Qi sneered: "I said, Director Lin, you are so nervous here for Ji An, have you ever asked Ji An if you want to see me? As a human being, it's better not to be passionate."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Zhaozhi tightened his brows: "Ji An is afraid of you."

"Afraid of me?" Ying Qi squinted her eyes and curled her lips. "Director Lin, do you think if he is really afraid of me, would he do that for me?"

That kind of thing...

Lin Zhaozhi looked at Ying Qi coldly.

The heart also couldn't help but "chuck" at this moment, like falling into the cold lake, "What did you do to him?"

Ying Qi tilted his head and shrugged innocently.

"Fuck." Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth and cursed, turned and walked to Ji'an's ward.

"Ji'an!" He pushed open the door of the ward anxiously.

Ji An was not in the ward, and only heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

Lin Zhaozhi put down what he was holding, walked over, and opened the bathroom door.

Ji An was wearing a loose blue hospital gown, bending over and standing by the pool, biting his lower lip slightly, and washing his hands calmly.

The white hand sanitizer foam is all over my hands.

"Why did you get out of bed?" Lin Zhaozhi frowned.

Ji An washed away the foam on his hand and explained: "It is estimated that you will be back soon, so wash your hands and prepare to eat."

He turned his head and smiled at Lin Zhaozhi: "What are you going to eat tonight? Do you have meat? I want to eat meat."

Lin Zhaozhi: "I met Ying Qi at the door."

Ji An's hand stiffened slightly, he turned off the faucet, stood up straight, and walked towards Lin Zhaozhi: "He came to see me, it's nothing."

Lin Zhaozhi didn't believe his nonsense at all, and sneered, "Really?"

Ji An's chest went up and down twice, and asked, "Otherwise? What do you think I can do with him?"

"You are lying to me."

Ji An smiled: "If you lie, you can lie. Anyway, I'm a liar. Did you know the first day?"

He suddenly murmured, "I don't need to tell you the truth, anyway, the relationship between the two of us is best and best... It's just that, isn't it?"

There are some things he can't tell Lin Zhaozhi, but what's the point of just saying it?

He likes Lin Zhaozhi. He doesn't want to be insecure even the last trace of dignity in front of people he likes. Is it wrong?

Ji An leaned against the door of the bathroom and laughed mockingly.

"What's the use of telling you? Anyway, you won't like me. If it's pity and sympathy, you don't have to." Ji An's voice is hoarse: "I don't want to become so dependent on you, you...you always have you." I have to go in my own life."

Just like Ji Rulang always blamed him, he was holding back something alone, he couldn't stand being beaten, and desperately desperate, he ran to look for him miserably.

But he knew, why didn't Ji An go to him?

Because of those sentences, "Your sister-in-law is not feeling well", "Your sister-in-law is in a bad mood", and "I have to accompany your sister-in-law home."

Ji An understood this truth long ago.

If you can't become the most important person in others' hearts, you must be prepared to make concessions at any time.

Ji An also wanted to meet someone.

In his heart, his Ji'an is the most important.

In that way, he would not be fearful and hide everything in his stomach, and he would not need to weave a protective net for himself with every hypocritical lie.

Lin Zhaozhi is not that person.

He didn't give himself hope from the beginning.

Not a single bit.

Then...what's to say.

At that time, he really fell into this unrequited love, and it was his own pain.

Ji An blinked at Lin Zhaozhi, "Director Lin Da, can you eat?"

Lin Zhaozhi was silent for a while, then turned and let go of the door he had been blocking.

He packed two bowls of hot porridge from a restaurant near the hospital, thinking of Ji An's thin body, and asked the proprietress to open a small stove and boil himself a pot of chicken soup.

Open the insulation box, you can smell the fragrant chicken soup inside.

Ji An was sitting on the bed, holding his hands gently on the bed table, like a kid waiting to be fed in the kindergarten.

Lin Zhaozhi first served him a bowl of chicken soup.

"Let’s drink something to warm your stomach first."

Ji An picked up the bowl and drank the steaming chicken soup cleanly.

"Wow, it's delicious." Ji An: "Did you cook it?"

"I'm not that skilled." Lin Zhaozhi licked his lips: "The only thing I can cook is instant noodles."

Ji An smashed his mouth, "Don't you say I can learn? Look at you, **** emotional intelligence."

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "Then you shouldn't drink the chicken soup bought for you by me, an emotionally intelligent person."

"What did the chicken soup do wrong?" Ji An grinned and stretched out both hands. "Hurry up, give it to me."

Lin Zhaozhi pushed the bowl in front of him, watched him pit his head, blowing and drinking, and said in a deep voice, "You can tell me anything about you and Ying Qi in the future."

Ji An didn't speak, his pale fingers tightened the water glass firmly.

"His brother's death is not your fault. You don't need to be so humble in front of him."

Ji An chuckled lightly and sighed, "Follow him, life will be much more comfortable, if I go against him..."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, his voice resolute: "You can stand against him, and I will protect you with me."

Ji An tilted his head: "How long can you protect me? For the rest of your life?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "Yes."

Ji An's eyebrows curled up with a smile, "Wow, what Director Lin Da said, people will cry if they are moved."

Lin Zhaozhi raised his hand and knocked twice on his bare head, "Don't talk to me, do you hear what I said to you?"

Ji An didn't answer at first, he drank all the chicken soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and asked, "Can I trust you?"

"You can always trust me."

Ji An looked at Lin Zhaozhi deeply and smiled: "Okay."

After Ji An was in the hospital for half a month, Lin Zhaozhi helped him go through the discharge procedures after his health was fine.

"You better live with me."

Ji An touched his head. The boy's hair always grows very fast. In just over half a month, a layer of short hair has grown.

He sat on the side of the bed, watching Lin Zhaozhi help him clean up the things in the ward, his legs dangling, "Farewell, I'm afraid, I'm afraid one day you will be upset, you let me get out again Yes. I'll go home and live..."

"To shut up."

Lin Zhaozhi interrupted him directly.

He found that talking to Ji An is really getting tired. In order to save time, he still has something to say next time.

For example──

"If I say go to me, then go to my place."

Ji An's head shrank, "Yeah, so overbearing, I really want to be your little wife."

Lin Zhaozhi sneered, "Are you still a little wife? Are you able to have children or what?"

Ji An said very sincerely: "That won't, I don't have the ability, but I can bear it, don't you think about it?"

Lin Zhaozhi coughed awkwardly, "Don't talk nonsense, aren't you ashamed?"

He packed all his luggage and carried it in his hand, "Okay, let's go."

When he got home, Ji An stayed on the sofa and didn't want to get up.

Lin Zhaozhi stayed with Ji An in the hospital during this period. The dust at home was very dusty. He put on a mask and gloves and started to clean up the house. Seeing Ji An leisurely lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, he walked over and kicked. Kick him in the foot, "Go, help me throw the garbage out."

Ji An stood up reluctantly, grabbed two bags of garbage and went downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, he ran into an acquaintance.

Xu Yan and his assistant were standing at the elevator door.

"Xu Yan?" Ji An's eyes suddenly became wary.

When Xu Yan saw Ji An, he walked over with a busy smile, "Ji An? Are you discharged from the hospital?"

Ji An: "How did you know that I was hospitalized?"

"Big Brother Lin said, he said you were sick. I have been out for filming all this time and I can't spare time. I planned to see you in two days, but I didn't expect you to be discharged."

Ji An smiled: "You are here to find Lin Zhaozhi?"

"Well, the director of this play said that I acted very well. Thanks to Brother Lin's previous guidance, I want to come over and say thank you."

Ji An nodded, covering up the discomfort of his heart, and said, "He's upstairs."

Xu Yan: "By the way, I haven't asked Brother Lin before, what is his relationship with you? You seem to have always lived in his house."

"Oh. We are just... friends." Ji An replied a bit sourly, "I have something in my house, it is not convenient to go back, so he let me live with him."

Xu Yan seemed to be relieved.

"It turns out to be a friend, so I can rest assured."

"what?"

Xu Yan looked around and made sure that there was no one, before he was embarrassed and said, "You tell me, I...like Brother Lin."

Ji An suddenly grabbed the garbage bag in his hand.

Xu Yan was very embarrassed: "I saw you live in Brother Lin's house before. I thought you were... falling in love, so I didn't dare to say it."

There was a little more smile on his face, "However, if you are friends, I have no worries."

Ji An's heart seemed to be pricked twice by the tip of a needle. It hurt and panicked. He said, "He and I are just friends."

Xu Yan smiled and revealed two beautiful little pears: "Then I can rest assured."

Ji An's palms are sweating: "You celebrities are in love, won't you lose followers?"

Xu Yan smiled: "It doesn't matter, the times are different, and my fans are very supportive of my dating. I just don't know if Brother Lin meant that to me..."

He sighed with some worry.

"Tonight, I want to invite Big Brother Lin out for dinner... confession, I hope he can agree."

Xu Yan is probably the most humble existence that Ji An feels.