The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jiang Yichen did not speak for a long time.

Gu Qingrang only when the car was too dark, he didn't see what he had said, and was about to repeat it, when Jiang Yichen's neckline was suddenly tightened.

Jiang Yichen grabbed his collar and suddenly kissed his lips.

Gu Qing let his brain "buzz", lifted his foot and kicked it over.

Jiang Yichen was kicked on his waist and staggered, holding on to the door of the car, his face pale and steady.

Gu Qing wiped his mouth and looked at Jiang Yichen angrily, "Sexually harassing male stars, I don't think Jiang always wants to live anymore."

The same words were returned to Jiang Yichen as they were, and Jiang Yichen's face went dark for an instant, and he stepped forward again.

"Agen, can't we really start again?"

"What do you start with?" Gu Qing made a sneer.

"My heart."

"Forget it, President Jiang is sincere, I dare not take it."

Jiang Yichen's breath was heavy, "Since Alang told you everything, you should know that everything I do has difficulties."

Gu Qing got out of the car, his eyes became quiet.

The night wind is very cold, and every blood vessel in the body seems to be chilly.

"Difficulties..." Gu Qing made a cold laugh. "It's not easy for adults. Who doesn't have the hardships? If I have good parents like President Jiang, and have a family-friendly home, I I won’t work hard in the entertainment industry and be frightened, like a dog to please directors and investors. Who has no troubles? If you have troubles, I have to be considerate of you. Who specializes in the rules?"

Jiang Yichen's chest fluctuated violently twice, and the end of his eyes became a bit red.

Gu Qing let out the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, took one in his mouth, searched for a long time before finding the lighter, his fingers trembling slightly, and lit it.

The smoke and the cold night wind surged into his lungs for an instant, and the dense tingling sensation made him cough violently.

"Jiang Yichen, I'm not quarreling with you, we are all sturdy people, and no one looks good in making such a fuss."

Gu Qing let a soft smile: "You always said that you want me to give you a chance, we start again, Jiang Yichen, have you ever thought about why we can start again?"

There was an unspeakable anger in his chest, mixed with the choking breath of nicotine, and Gu Qingrang coughed fiercely again, his face flushed with coughing.

Jiang Yichen stepped forward, reaching out to pat him on the back.

Gu Qing asked him to wave him away.

The bloodshot pupils looked at Jiang Yichen tightly.

"I can't remember what happened in the past, do you understand it or not, you, Mr. Jiang Yichen, the executive president of the dignified Jiang Group, are a stranger to me."

Jiang Yichen's pupils were obviously stagnant.

Even the breath freezes instantly.

stranger.

These three silent and clear words, like a bomb in time, rolled into his heart and cracked without warning.

It seems that countless fragments have been pierced into the soft flesh of the heart. A heart is riddled with holes, and I don't know where to hold on to the wound.

It's all in pain.

Jiang Yichen let go of his breath and panted heavily, his nose sore.

Seven years, plus the time when he and Gu Qing met each other and fell in love, they have been together for almost ten years.

stranger.

Gu Qingrang actually said that they were just strangers.

Jiang Yichen wanted to talk, but his throat was choked. For a long time he laughed weirdly, and his voice became dumb: "You take this back."

Gu Qing almost made a laugh.

"Jiang Yichen, do you know that I have amnesia? Every word I say now is the truth of my true feelings, and the water poured out by the words I say can't be collected."

"Then what about me?" Jiang Yichen clenched his fists, his heart burning hot: "I have no memory loss, why do you say that we are strangers! You completely forgot, patted your **** and ran away. awesome!"

Jiang Yichen's voice was too high, and a few people who came out of the hospital looked strangely at this side.

Gu Qing gritted his teeth and pulled Jiang Yichen into the car again.

The driver got out of the car wisely and ran next to him with his headphones on and smoked.

"Jiang Yichen, calm down..."

Jiang Yichen lowered his head, resting his hands on his knees, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Gu Qingrang frowned, holding Jiang Yichen's face in both hands, and turning his head around, "Jiang Yichen, listen to me."

"The seven years, let's not talk about it, it's all over, and I don't want to meet you every time, just like a sister-in-law Xianglin talking about the past bad things."

"Men, be refreshed, the country still advocates looking forward, right?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes were red, but his eyes were gloomy, like thick ink, dripping out at any time.

"The two of us are together and we quarrel as soon as we meet. Do you think we still need to be together?"

"We used to be noisy. You said it was fun."

Gu Qing was stunned.

He said that it shouldn't be involved in those seven years, but there is still no end to it?

Gu Qingrang let go of his hand, leaned back, and smiled faintly: "Jiang Yichen, we are not seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys anymore. After the Chinese New Year, I will really be thirty years old. I'm noisy. If I don’t move, I want to find someone safe and stable for me to rely on, do you understand?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes drooped a little bit, and his voice was dumb, "Can I change it? If you like...stable and considerate, I can change it."

He has been the number one since he was studying in his whole life, and there is nothing he can't learn.

Besides, he wasn't unstable, but the things he took care of made him completely messed up.

Gu Qing moved the corners of his mouth slightly, and tapped his fingers on the window edge twice.

His addiction to cigarettes is getting bigger and bigger.

"No need to change, Jiang Yichen, no need, really no need, for others to force yourself to become another person, it is very hard. You can't bear this suffering."

Jiang Yichen's face lost three points of blood.

He remembers clearly that when he first met Qing Rang, he was wearing a loose basketball uniform.

─The soft black hair is wet, a light blue hairband is tied on his forehead, and the two straight legs under the blue and white basketball uniform are dangling constantly, refreshing and refreshing.

That summer afternoon, Gu Qingrang, who was sitting on the fence of his villa holding a basketball, broke into his heart like a deer.

At that time, he was not at all angry about Gu Qing letting invade his house, and asked him quite interestingly, "My child, which one are you from? What are you doing on the wall of my house?"

Gu Qing let him take a condescending look, hugged his ball tightly, and grumbled: "What's up with you, this wall doesn't write your family name, don't yell at children, your father was when I was born. , You don’t know where to play in the mud in crotch pants."

Jiang Yichen wasn't annoyed at all, he just felt that this little kid was wild.

And what he likes to do most is to train wild little things to be submissive.

Two or three days after that, he saw Gu Qingrang again.

He didn't hold the basketball this time, and he was wearing a normal school uniform. He squatted outside the corner of his house with two clear palm prints on his face, and wept with tears.

He was crying very poorly, not heart-piercing crying, nor silent, but rather forbearing emotions mixed with three or two whimpers rolling out of his throat. It's not too big or small, but it makes people feel distressed.

Jiang Yichen was about to go to the library at that time, and he didn't know what was going on, so he turned his toes and walked to him.

Gu Qing let her head up. His eyes were full of fluorine vapor, the red stared at him viciously, and he lowered his head and made another "Woo" sound.

Where's the little wolf cub.

Jiang Yichen's heart softened all of a sudden. To use Internet buzzwords, it was really a crit to drop the blood 99.

"do not Cry."

"You care about me? I didn't squat on your wall, why, I still squat outside?"

"As long as you don't cry, can you squat wherever you want to squat?"

"Squatting on your dog's head is okay?"

Jiang Yichen was amused at that time, and handed his handkerchief to Gu Qingrang, "It's okay to carry you on your back."

Later, Gu Qingrang became more and more acquainted with him, and he also vaguely understood where Gu Qingrang's grievance came from.

One day, Gu Qing asked him with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He comforted Gu Qingrang and told him that someone would bully him in the future.

That night, Gu Qing let him drunk with a bottle of spirits.

In the early morning of the next day, he woke up in the chaos, and lying beside him was Gu Qingrang, who had been tossed by him all night, full of hickeys and the smell of the house.

Jiang Yichen always believed that Gu Qing had a pair of sharp minions.

During the first days when he lost his hearing, his temper became weird and irritable. He would suddenly get angry and throw things. Gu Qing let his edges and corners a little bit, and slowly smoothed his claws. Meek and considerate.

Later, he became bored with that kind of Gu Qingrang, and when he saw that Gu Qing's low eyebrows were pleasing to his eyes, he cautiously pleased him, he just wanted to escape quickly. Yes, in order to please him Jiang Yichen, Gu Qingrang catered to everything. He knew the hardship the most.

It's not that he is stupid, otherwise, how could he fall to the point where he wants to please and cater to others?

Jiang Yichen curled his lips and smiled at Gu Qing: "What if I voluntarily change it for you?"

"No, I said no, it's really unnecessary."

"This is my own decision. If it is necessary for you to have the final say, I have the final say..."

Gu Qing made it feel that he and Jiang Yichen couldn't talk about it anymore.

This dog makes men really deaf and deaf.

"Let's eat... Make a noise after dinner!"

The car restarted and rushed to the restaurant Jiang Yichen had reserved.

When getting out of the car, Gu Qing let the phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out, it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Gu Qing now has a psychological shadow of the unfamiliar number, frowned and paused, and waved to Jiang Yichen: "You are advanced, I will answer the phone."

Jiang Yichen just wanted to ask whose call, Gu Qingrang already took the phone and walked aside.

After the phone was connected, Gu Qing asked politely to say hello first, "Hello, who may I ask?"