The Actor Wants to Divorce

Online news that Gu Qing made the manslaughter scandal raging until the New Year of this year was suppressed by another front-line married actor cheating on a young model.

The new year is coming, and the netizens who are immersed in welcoming the new beginning have gradually forgotten Gu Qingrang.

After two months, Gu Qing left to stay at home and did nothing.

For a long time before the accident, he was extremely busy, complaining to Xiaomi and Si Chen all day, and he wanted to take a vacation, but when he really was free, he realized that this kind of day was not as good as he imagined.

Gu Qing asked to write and draw on paper, sorting out all the details of the incident that year.

Shen Zhiyu’s parents and his parents were comrades in the same army. During a mission outside, their motorcade had an accident. It was Shen Zhiyu’s father who saved Gu Qingrang’s parents with flesh and blood. .

At that time, Shen Zhiyu was only a few years old, and even Shen Zhiyan was still a fertilized egg, lying quietly in Shen mother's belly.

When her husband died, Shen's mother was utterly distraught, and she passed away after giving birth to Shen Zhiyan.

The family conditions of Shen's father were not superior, so after Shen Zhiyan was taken back to Shen's house, Shen Zhiyu was picked up by Bengu's family and raised as his own son.

It can be regarded as repaying the life-saving grace.

Gu Qingrang and Shen Zhiyu are brothers who grew up together.

That's why I leave such intimate photos.

Gu Qing's head was aching.

later

What happened afterwards?

The report said that he and Shen Zhiyu liked Jiang Yichen at the same time, but even if he married Jiang Yichen, Jiang Yichen only had Shen Zhiyu in his heart, so he asked Shen Zhiyu who could not swim He came out to swim in the lake and pushed him off the boat...

Gu Qing let down the pen in his hand and buried his head deeply in his palm.

Is that right?

That's why at that time, when he looked back at his home, his parents would drive him out with a list of feathers.

The upright parents who were born in the military would naturally not accept such an unfilial son who was so badly committed to the benefactor's son.

Gu Qing made his head hurt even more.

The boiling blood was gurgling and gurgling, and with one jump, the fragile blood vessels burst open. Gu Qing irritably pushed away the pile of paper in front of him, and booked a ticket to Haicheng.

He wants to go home.

The weather in February was extremely cold. Gu Qing made this body extremely chilly. In addition to the snow in the sky and the delay of the plane, he froze at the airport for five or six hours before boarding the plane smoothly.

In the three-seater seat, he was close to the innermost one. When he found the seat, two girls were already seated, and they were huddled together to chat.

─A girl held her mobile phone and said in surprise, "Hey, do you see if this is Gu Qingrang? He is on the hot search again."

Gu Qing let his heart "glance" and his face paled by three points.

The sentence "please let me in please, please?" was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say it anymore.

The girls are still chatting, "He looks so miserable, where is he? How does it feel to be at the same airport with us."

"It's really the same airport."

"God, it's not on the same plane as him."

The girl turned pale and shook her head frantically, "Don't don't, he's a murderer, he's on a plane with him, so oozing, who knows what crazy things he will do, it's terrible."

Gu Qing's eyes darkened involuntarily. He lowered his head subconsciously, pressed the cap on his head, put on a mask, covered most of his face, turned his shoulders and walked towards the tail of the plane.

There were not too many passengers on this plane. There were just three or five people in the last few rows.

Gu Qing dropped his head deeply, stopped in the last row, and then put down the luggage in his hand.

He didn't sit on the seat, but sat on the ground.

Shrunk to the back of the entire plane.

There is no one here, not even the stewardess will come over.

The cool air made Gu Qing's nose sore. He rubbed his eyes and then took out the phone.

His name is floating in the hot search on Weibo. Gu Qingrang showed up at the airport, and the picture of the former actor's desolation and misery exposed

Gu Qing let out a sigh of heat, and his frozen fingers slightly recovered his perception and temperature. After several clicks, he clicked on the hot search.

Those are a few photos that were taken secretly.

In the photo, I, in a black down jacket, with his hands in his pockets, under his peaked cap, with a few strands of messy black hair, with his head low, napping on a cold bench at the airport.

There was a bottle of mineral water half-drinked and bread half-eaten beside her feet.

The slightly exposed face was pale without a trace of blood, compared with the actor standing at the center of the stage and surrounded by the spotlight, it was indeed outrageous.

[So miserable. 】

[It's really too miserable, but how can I be so happy in my heart. 】

[Hahaha, I laughed out loud. 】

[Deserve it, this kind of person should not end well! 】

[Murderers should be spurned by the whole society, right? Suggest that the people at the airport at the moment should beat him up. 】

"Bang" Gu Qing let the phone screen be pressed off, his head was weakly leaned against the cabin wall, and his eyes closed heavily.

He’s not miserable, he’s just...just...

A little tired, okay?

Still not giving people sleep?

The three-hour flight had to pass one noon. When it was approaching twelve o'clock, Gu Qing let a faint smell of rice smell.

The stewardess started to hand out boxed lunches.

Gu Qing let her cover her empty stomach and comforted herself in a very low voice.

"Get off the plane and eat hot pot. Just be patient, Gu Qingrang, you can."

When the plane landed, Gu Qing made both legs numb, and his whole body was sore and aching.

He got off the plane with his luggage and got in a taxi.

The address of Gu's family was reported.

He doesn't feel that he really hurt Shen Zhiyu. Even if he lost his soul like Jiang Yichen in the past, he would kill his brother who grew up since he was a child. He took care of this kind of thing. Is it possible for this counselor to do it?

It must be impossible.

He wants to have a good talk with his parents.

The taxi took Gu Qingrang to the gate of Gu's house.

Gu Qing squeezed the luggage bag in his hand, and his heart ached.

He vaguely remembered that he brought Xiaomi back here a year ago and was driven out embarrassedly. At that time, he didn't tell anyone. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must be famous outside and let his parents treat himself. Change, let them re-accept themselves.

But a year later, he was like a bereaved dog.

Standing alone at the gate.

Don't know where to go.

Gu Qing took a deep breath and lifted his foot towards the door of Gu's house.

"Who?"

There was an old man sweeping the snow at the gate of Gu's house. When he saw Gu Qingran, he stood up straight and looked over, "Who?"

Gu Qing asked to take off the mask.

"Master?"

There was a trace of joy on the old man's face, he hurried over, grabbed Gu Qingrang's hand, his eyes were red, "Master, why are you back?"

Gu Qingrang didn't know who he was, but judging from the old man's reaction, he was not hostile to himself, so he replied, "I...I will come back to see my parents."

The old man's face changed and he sighed, "Hey, master, you should go. Gu's family won't recognize you as a son anymore, don't come back."

"I want to go in and have a look, and just leave."

The old man frowned, as if hesitating, and after a while, opened the door.

Gu Qingrang walked through the yard, stepped up the steps, and stood at the gate of Gu's villa.

I was about to knock on the door, but suddenly I heard bursts of hilarious sounds inside.

Gu Qing stiffened his hand and looked into the living room from a window.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, his father was smiling and talking to a seven or eight-year-old boy next to him.

What surprised Gu Qing was that Shen Zhiyan was there, and his well-maintained mother was handing the cut fruit to Shen Zhiyan.

A happy family.

The old man came over too, his voice a little low.

"That's your brother... After the young master left that year, the master and wife gave birth to another son, Gu Rongyu, who is eight years old this year."

Gu Qing let his throat suffocate, and a deep sadness and grievance surged from the bottom of his heart. Everything in front of him was blurred. He opened his eyes vigorously, trying to see more clearly, but only felt the hazy drops of water. Suddenly smashed down from the corner of his eye.

No wonder the Gu family never came to him.

With Gu Rongyu and a new son, he Gu Qingrang...what?

It's just a superfluous person.

Those who are celebrating the New Year will be reunited, and he will only be disgusting if he goes.

Gu Qing took a deep breath.

"Young Master"

"My brother, he looks cute." Gu Qing made a smile. "Did I look like this when I was a kid?"

The old man stopped talking.

Gu Qing asked to scratch his hair, "Okay, then... I'm leaving."

"Master?"

Gu Qingrang looked at the old man's pale hair and frowned, "I probably won't be back in the future. Take care."

Gu Qingrang walked out of the door of Gu's house, and the sky outside gradually darkened. It was always dark in winter. He stood there for a long time, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of "bang--"--the sound of fireworks blooming.

His dazed pupils gradually focused and became clearer.

Correct.

Today is New Year's Eve.

It is the beginning of a new year.

Gu Qingrang walked into a small restaurant on the side of the road and ordered a steaming noodle.

When the lady boss walked away, she put her hands together and said to herself very softly.

"Happy New Year, Gu Qingrang."

Gu Qing asked the "sucking" to finish a whole bowl of noodles, and then he felt that he was alive again.

What's no home?

He had forgotten everything anyway, he didn't care.

Gu Qing ate and drank enough, and his mood improved a lot. He took a piece of paper and wiped his mouth. He picked up his luggage and planned to find a small hotel for a night's sleep. As a result, when he turned around, the whole person froze like a thunderstorm and froze.

Jiang Yichen was standing at the door, with a pair of eyes, staring at him blood red, if he wanted to swallow him alive.