The Actor Wants to Divorce

Ji An raised his hand and saw the bright diamond ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

"Fuck? Fuck?"

He was struggling to sit up.

The next second was held by Lin Zhaozhi.

"Don't move, I rang the bell, and the doctor will come over and check your body later."

Ji An was still wearing an oxygen mask, and his voice was agitated: "No, Lin Zhaozhi, you...what do you mean?"

Why did he wake up and suddenly be wearing a ring?

Mom, he won't die, go to heaven and dream here, right?

"Lin Zhaozhi...you..."

"What are you?" Lin Zhaozhi interrupted him, "Can't you see the wedding ring?"

"Give it to me?"

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "You can give it back to me if you don't want it."

Ji An immediately shrank his fingers into the quilt, and then grunted aggrievedly: "I want it, but you are too much, right?"

"How am I going too far?"

Ji An's face was pale: "I haven't heard anyone propose marriage while others are in a coma! I don't care, when I'm done, you can do it again, I... I want to record it! This time I won't. count."

Lin Zhaozhi simply convinced him. He talked so much as soon as he woke up. He reached out and tapped Ji An's head, bending his lips: "You better get better first."

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Zhaozhi poked Ji'an's legs in plaster, deliberately frightening him; "I'm paralyzed."

"what?"

Ji An's eyes rounded, and everything was uncomfortable: "No... can't it? I'm paralyzed?"

Lin Zhaozhi saw his eyes popping out, and he held back a smile desperately, "Well, I'm paralyzed."

"Ah..." Ji An's face turned ashes all of a sudden, lying on the bed staring blankly, like a dried salted fish.

Lin Zhaozhi bowed his head, "What's the matter?"

Ji An's eyes reddened after "rubbing", stretched out his hand to grab Lin Zhaozhi's clothes, and said pitifully, "Then...Will you still marry me?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji An wiped his eyes: "My wife is paralyzed in bed, and my husband has not abandoned him for twenty years. Would you like to accompany me on the news?"

The doctor and nurse opened the door and walked in. Lin Zhaozhi chuckled and cursed "stupid", then looked at the doctor: "Doctor, he is awake."

The doctors and nurses began to examine Ji An.

Ji An asked the doctor in a hoarse voice: "Doctor, after I am paralyzed, am I not even able to go to the bathroom alone?"

The doctor casually said while looking at the heartbeat monitor: "You have a broken bone, and you can be cured within half a year. Who told you that you were paralyzed?"

Ji An's tears stopped all at once.

"Fucking? Can I still go to the Die Di?"

Ji Rulang hurried in from outside wearing a white coat. He happened to hear Ji An's words, and he was furious at the time: "Are you still dancing? I think you **** want to go to your own grave."

"Don't call my brother." Ji Rulang came over with a cold face, "You have been fainted for more than half a month. I will take care of you and change your urine bag. I think I am not your brother, I am your dad."

Ji An's eyes reddened, "When you get old, I will also help you change your urine bag."

"Go, go." Ji Rulang blanked his eyes and asked the doctor; "How is his condition?"

"Everything seems to be fine at the moment. I can recover from a fall from the seventh floor. It's a fate. Take care of it."

After the doctor left, Ji An, Ji Rulang and Lin Zhaozhi were left in the ward.

Ji An pointed to the oxygen mask on his face and said uncomfortably, "Brother, can I take off this stuff?"

"Give it to me honestly." Ji Rulang pulled the stool and sat down with a gloomy face: "I ask you, what did your brain twitch, and ran to jump off the building? Are you awesome? Are you acting like Iron Man? Well, that's the seventh floor! If it wasn't for your fate, it would have been a **** cold, don't you know?"

Ji An hummed.

Ji Rulang frowned, "Don't give me this one. Tell me honestly, what happened that night?"

Ji An: "Nothing happened, I just can't think about it for a while."

"The last time I cut my wrist, I couldn't think about it, but I didn't think about it when I jumped from the building this time? Why do you have so much thought about it? Do you have to hit the train next time?

Ji An squatted his mouth: "Brother, I have a headache."

"You still pretend to me here..."

"Husband! I have a headache! I'm going to sleep!"

Ji An immediately asked Lin Zhaozhi for help.

Lin Zhaozhi blushed at the moment of this call. In Ji Rulang's somewhat surprised eyes, he coughed twice. He whispered to Ji Rulang, "He just woke up, let him rest first. "

Ji Rulang stood up from the chair with a sneer, angered, and he pointed to Ji An, "Awesome, now someone is protecting you, and your back is hard, right? You wait and wait for you. I'll take care of you again."

Ji An smiled: "Brother, you go slowly."

As soon as Ji Rulang left, Ji An pulled off the oxygen mask on his face. He took a deep breath of air, "I still don't feel comfortable wearing this."

Lin Zhaozhi looked at the smile on his face, feeling a bit sour in his heart, and an indescribable sense of depression surged silently in his heart.

It is hard for him to imagine how a boy who committed suicide by jumping off a building not long ago could show such sunshine, as if he had never been polluted before.

"Ji An."

Lin Zhaozhi's voice was a little hoarse.

"What did Ying Qi do to you?"

The smile on Ji An's face froze, and a few seconds later, he said, "I have a headache."

Lin Zhaozhi stared at him for a while, then nodded, "Okay, then you rest first."

There was a fire in his heart, at this time, this kid still didn't want to tell the truth to himself.

Yes, you can't worry, you have to teach slowly.

Ji An stayed in the hospital for a month. Except for a broken leg, he needed to rest for half a year. The other injuries were almost healed. That afternoon, Lin Zhaozhi helped Ji An go through the discharge procedures.

Ji Rulang found a wheelchair and frowned, "Really don't you go to my place to raise your body?"

"Don't go." Ji An Ma Liuer refused, "I have a boyfriend, so I won't go to you!"

Ji Rulang said with a cold face: "If you don't pull it down, it's annoying that you are gone."

He said that he was going to carry Ji An into a wheelchair.

Ji An: "I want my boyfriend to hug."

"Are you still struggling? Can you suffocate your boyfriend without mentioning your boyfriend or something?"

Ji An: "Who made you always show affection in front of me before, I want to show it now!" He turned and spread his hands towards Lin Zhaozhi; "Boyfriend, hug!"

Lin Zhaozhi walked over helplessly, and embarrassed Ji An into the wheelchair.

He took Ji An and left the hospital, "I'll drive, and you will wait for me here."

"it is good."

As soon as Lin Zhaozhi left, a person suddenly walked out in front of Ji An.

It's Ying Qi.

Ji An's face turned pale all of a sudden, and the hand placed in front of him involuntarily clenched his clothes.

Ying Qi grinned at him; "Jian, it's been a long time."

Ji An lowered his head and said nothing.

Ying Qi walked up to Ji An step by step and reached out to support his wheelchair: "Some time ago, I went on a business trip abroad, and I have never had time to see you. Ji An, you won't be angry with me, will you?"

Ji An shook his head gently; "No, you are busy with you, I... it doesn't matter."

Ying Qi stretched out his hand and rubbed Ji An's head twice: "I was terrified when you were in the intensive care unit."

Ji An smiled hard, "I'm all right now. Ying Qi, thank you for coming to see me, but I'm really all right."

"How can I get in a wheelchair if I'm okay?" Ying Qi lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Jian, can you go to my place to get sick? I pushed my job off, and I'll take care of you at home, OK?"

"No need!" Ji An shook his wheelchair and backed away, avoiding Ying Qi. His face was pale and his voice trembling: "I... my boyfriend will be here in a while."

Ying Qi's heart froze slightly: "Boy...friend?"

"It's Lin Zhaozhi, you've seen it!"

Ying Qi's eyes flashed coldly, "Are you in love?"

"Yes, he has proposed to me. When my legs are healed, we will get married." Ji An showed him the ring on the ring finger. "Look, the proposal ring."

The bright and sharp ring resembled a sharp sword, and it stabbed Ji An's heart fiercely.

It makes him a little unspeakable... hurts.

"Jian, have you figured it out? He didn't help you that time."

Ji An's eyes were dim: "It's better than you forcing me to die..."

"I didn't force you, you were disobedient, Ji An, you know or not, I actually like you very much."

Ji An blinked, as if he heard a joke, curling his lips sarcastically: "Does your liking hurt me over and over again? That liking, I really can't bear it."

Ying Qi frowned, breathing a little shortly: "Then what if I...I don't bully you? From now on, I won't hurt you anymore. How does Lin Zhaozhi treat you? How will I treat you twice, okay?"

"No, you will never compare to Lin Zhaozhi."

Ying Qi's face suddenly became gloomy.

Ji An’s voice was cold: “Ying Qi, you and I are not elementary school students, so don’t tell me that you like a person, just like a childish child, deliberately teasing people and bullying him, in order to attract his attention... You are always satisfied with your curiosity. You enjoy the pleasure of teasing, but to me, every bit of harm I have suffered is real. I hate you. In my heart, you are even Lin Zhaozhi’s. No finger can match."

Ji An said this loudly, and the surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet.

Ying Qi looked at Ji An for a long time, was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"Have you told Lin Zhaozhi what happened that night?"

Ji An's face suddenly paled, and he looked up at Ying Qi in horror.

Ying Qi touched Ji'an's face, "Jian, the story of the two of us is endless."

Ying Qi is gone.

Ji An stared at his going back blankly, his brows were screwed fiercely.

If you like someone, you must respect the other person, and don't deliberately make fun of them.