The Actor Wants to Divorce

As soon as Mother Lin heard this, she knew that her son was in a condition.

She blinked and smiled: "No matter who he is, as long as you like him, then mother will like him too."

Hearing the word "like" from his mother's mouth, Lin Zhaozhi couldn't help but froze for a few seconds.

like……

Does he like Ji'an?

Although the failed relationship with Xu Yan didn't last long, it taught him enough lessons.

If he doesn't like Ji An at all, then no matter whether it is need, sympathy, or pursuit of excitement, they shouldn't have started such a relationship.

And that stupid kid in Ji An is a bit more sensitive and fragile than Xu Yan. Just being Xu Yan makes Lin Zhaozhi feel extremely sorry. If he gives Ji An hope, he finds that he is not what he likes. That, then, is too cruel for Ji An.

Moreover, given his understanding of Ji An, if that time comes, the kid would just say "it's okay" with a silly smile.

Lin Zhaozhi's mood was messed up for a while.

He took the phone and returned to his room. Ji An successively sent him a lot of emoticons and messages.

[Director Lin, don't ignore me... People are so boring. 】

[Which continent are you in the United States? I haven't been abroad yet. If I have time in the future, you can take me to your side to play. 】

Lin Zhaozhi was too lazy to answer many of his long-winded questions, closed the door and called him back.

Ji An did not answer.

Lin Zhaozhi played several times in a row, but Ji An died.

He weakly sent a WeChat explanation to Lin Zhaozhi──

[I am not very convenient to answer the phone now. 】

In fact, he dare not. Ying Qi still doesn't know if he is asleep. If he hears the phone call between him and Lin Zhaozhi, it is estimated that there will be problems tonight.

Lin Zhaozhi is such a smart person. It's about one o'clock in the morning in China. What's inconvenient for Ji An to answer the phone?

Unless there are others around him...

Lin Zhaozhi's eyes chilled involuntarily.

He thought of that person almost instantly.

[Are you and Ying Qi together? 】

He stared at the phone for a long time, and the "other party is typing" on the chat box lasted for a long time. After waiting for a long time, Ji An replied two words to him.

【No. 】

Lin Zhaozhi sneered.

He's lying again.

He didn't expose Ji An's lie, but just returned a word to him.

[Since it is not convenient now, then there is no need to talk. 】

As soon as this sentence was sent, Ji An called directly.

His voice was low and low on the other end, and he was hiding from someone.

"Well...Don't ignore me, it's really inconvenient for me..."

Lin Zhaozhi almost laughed out of him.

He was the one who took a million and ran away, and he was the one who said that he would never come back. Now it is him who tells him not to ignore people...

He still has the face to be wronged here first?

Lin Zhaozhi said coldly: "Should I take care of you? Yes, you can tell me first, why is it inconvenient for you?"

Ji An faltered: "Well... it's my friend... my friend him..."

He talked for a long time, and then sighed, as if he had admitted his fate, "Okay, don't lie to you. I know you don't like me lying to you, so I just tell you...Ying Qi, he is in my house."

"What did he do to you?"

Ji An chuckled dryly, and laughed at himself: "What else can I do... just the things I did before."

Lin Zhaozhi: "You helped him again..."

He frowned, "Jian, you can't let him bully you."

"I know." Ji An's voice was hoarse, "I resisted. I took a knife against him tonight, but...I can't really kill people..."

This person always has a lot of reasons, and Lin Zhaozhi is really a headache.

He interrupted Ji An impatiently, "Ji An, listen carefully, if you help him or other people do that kind of thing, I will ignore you again."

"I..." Ji An Duan fell into silence abruptly.

For a long time, Ji An said with a dull voice, "Why do you care if I did that kind of thing for him? You don't like me."

Lin Zhaozhi froze slightly, he didn't know whether it was a hot brain or something, and the words had already blurted out.

"I like it now."

"Huh?" Ji An couldn't believe it, "What did you say? You...like me now?"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "I..."

Ji An interrupted him: "Then if I clarify everything with him and don't help him do that, can we be together?"

Lin Zhaozhi was helpless: "Maybe."

"Then you can't go back! I remember it all, you..."

Suddenly a cold bass came from the receiver: "Who are you talking to?"

Lin Zhaozhi's heart tightened suddenly, Ying Qi?

"Ying Qi, what are you going to do?"

He got up from the bed in a panic, listening to the busy tone of the phone, making his heart flustered.

Ji An...

He took a few heavy breaths, then grabbed the suitcase he brought back to the United States and hurried downstairs.

Mother Lin frowned: "Where are you going?"

Lin Zhaozhi's face was solemn, and he bent over to change his shoes, "Mom, I have an urgent matter and need to go home immediately."

"What's the matter, so anxious?" Mother Lin walked over with a worried expression on her face: "Isn't it all agreed that I will go shopping with me tomorrow?"

Lin Zhaozhi changed his shoes and stood at the entrance of the hallway and gave a gentle hug to his mother: "I'm sorry, I will take care of it, and then go shopping with you."

Mother Lin said helplessly, "Okay, then you go slower."

Lin Zhaozhi booked the nearest flight and flew back to the country in a hurry.

He tried to call Ji An as soon as he got off the plane, but the call was never answered.

He was so flustered, his heart seemed to have been hollowed out, and his discomfort made him a little unable to breathe.

He didn't dare to think about what Ying Qi would do to Ji An.

The idiot of Ji An, Ying Qi said something cruel, and he was so scared that he didn't know anything. He would do whatever Ying Qi told him to do. Maybe he could really take off his pants and give it to Ying Qi.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhaozhi couldn't help but tighten his breath.

I don't know when, he can no longer accept Ji An and other men being unclear.

In the past, he would never ask about other people's personal affairs and lifestyles. He kept a friendly and suitable distance with every friend, but now... when I think that Ji An can help people casually and even... …He couldn't help but get angry in his heart.

Lin Zhaozhi was full of irritability until the driver sent him downstairs to Ji'an's house.

As soon as he got off the car, Lin Zhaozhi was stunned.

On the edge of the flower bed downstairs, a yellow cordon was pulled up, Lin Zhaozhi's heart sank suddenly, and a deep feeling of anxiety surged in his heart.

"Ji An..."

Lin Zhaozhi raised his foot into the apartment building.

The door of Ji'an's house was closed tightly. Lin Zhaozhi rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one came to open the door. Lin Zhaozhi had no choice but to turn around and leave.

When he came out, he saw two women standing and chatting under a tree not far from the cordon. Their expressions were gossip and they couldn't help but glance at the cordon. 】

Lin Zhaozhi raised his foot and walked over, "Excuse me, can I ask, what happened to this apartment?"

The two women seemed to be sad and could not find anyone to gossip, Lin Zhaozhi took the initiative to ask, as if they had opened a chatterbox.

"Just last night... there was a person who fell down on the seventh floor, and he fell there, just over the cordon."

Lin Zhaozhi's heart clicked.

Seventh floor...

Ji An lives on the seventh floor.

Lin Zhaozhi's heart almost froze, and the circles under his eyes were forced to make a red circle by himself, "Who is it?"

"I don't know. It seems that he is a very young boy. He told the neighbors that he heard him arguing with his boyfriend at home last night. He was crying and howling. At first, he ignored it. Later, the people living on the first floor heard a bang. With a sound, I came out and saw it. I was so frightened that I hurriedly called an ambulance. The police were all here. Look, there is still blood on the ground over there."

Lin Zhaozhi's face was pale, and he staggered, almost falling over.

"Hey, boy, are you okay?"

"Is the person alive?" His voice trembled.

"I don't know, but if you fall down from such a high place, there is no life left."

Lin Zhaozhi took out the phone with trembling fingers and turned it over for a long time before he found the phone Ji Rulang had left him.

I made seven or eight calls in a row.

Ji Rulang's mobile phone only connects: "Hello?"

Lin Zhaozhi's heart beats wildly: "What's wrong with Ji'an?"

Ji Rulang was silent for a long time, his voice hoarse: "Still rescue, the situation is not very good, when he fell, he was blocked by the awning on the third floor, otherwise...it would be gone."

"Address. I'll be there right away."

When Lin Zhaozhi rushed to the hospital, Ji Rulang was sitting at the door of the rescue room.

Next to him stood a man about the same age as Ji An, frowning and saying something to Ji Rulang.

Ying Qi was also there. He leaned against the wall and lowered his head slightly. His face was blue and purple, as if he had moved his hands.

Lin Zhaozhi strode over. He was hurt by the bright red "in operation" three words, and asked Ji Rulang tremblingly, "What happened?"

In the dozen or so hours since he hung up the phone, why did Ji An fall downstairs...

Ji Rulang glanced at Lin Zhaozhi coldly, "Ask Ying Qi if you have any questions."

Ying Qi looked up, his face was equally pale, but he sneered: "Ask me what to do? I said it all, he jumped down by himself..."

Lin Zhaozhi directly grabbed Ying Qi by the collar. He had never lost control and was so angry at this moment that he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"You **** fart! It wasn't you, why did he jump off the building? What did you do to him?"

Ying Qi sneered, "What did I do to him? Lin Zhaozhi, what you said is really interesting, I also want to ask you, what did you say to Ji An? Why did I stay with him for so long? Didn't commit suicide, so I called you and then jumped off the building?"

Ji'an’s personal design is just like that, it’s not perfect, and it won’t please everyone.