The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Yang was amused by his serious tone.

"Do you think I am a kindergarten kid? Would you like to send me a little red flower?"

His mouth was stiff, but his body was still soft, and his head was placed on Fu Ran's shoulders. Fu Ran's sweaty hair rubbed against him and his whole body was burning like a fire.

Fu Ran sighed, "If you can have a kindergarten child half-behaved, I'll thank God."

"Did you know? Give you and our son a little red flower list, you may not have more of our son's."

Lin Yang took a fierce bite on Fu Ran's shoulder, "Go away."

Fu Ran frowned in pain, pushed Lin Yang away, and stuffed him into the quilt. He got up and took out a small black box from the suit pocket in the cabinet.

Fu Ran opened the box, and inside were two diamond rings.

"I'll have someone do it before you have the operation. See if you like it or not?"

Fu Ran handed Lin Yang's one to him.

Lin Yang took it smoothly in his hand, his cold eyes softened slightly when he touched the little thing in his hand.

The style of the ring is very impressive. There are the initials of him and Fu Ran in the ring. Although the diamond is not big, it is better in shape, which is in line with Lin Yang's aesthetics.

Lin Yang stretched out his hand to flee the ring on his finger.

Fu Ran quickly grabbed the ring back, carefully put it in the box, and locked it into the bedside cabinet in front of Lin Yang.

Lin Yang frowned: "What are you doing?"

Fu Ran hummed, "You haven't gotten the certificate with me, and you didn't even enter my Fu's door, so you want to lie to me with a ring for nothing?"

Lin Yang froze for a moment, then sneered disdainfully, "Who is rare, keep it for yourself."

Fu Ran smiled and threw himself on Lin Yang, "When will you get the certificate with me? If one day does not turn us into a legal relationship, I can't let it go."

Lin Yang: "Is it the case? Can I go and get the certificate from someone else?"

Fu Ran's heart was stabbed fiercely and his nose was sore. "You are so cruel, what can't you do?"

I had a wedding with a woman and got a certificate of marriage with Jinmocheng. If he said that he didn't want him, then he would not want him. He let go and threw a child to him.

Fu Ran's heart ached, he stared at Lin Yang's face and sighed lightly, "There is really no one in this world who is more cruel than your Lin Yang. How do I like your favorite Lianhun The children are gone."

Lin Yang: "Come on, if I'm cruel, you still don't know where to cool off."

Fu Ran frowned: "Get the certificate, when shall we arrange it?"

Lin Yang was obviously not interested in this topic, so he reached for his mobile phone.

Fu Ran held his wrist and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang, when should we go? We have been together for so many years, and it's time to achieve a positive result."

He rubbed against Lin Yang like a cat.

Lin Yang was very irritated by him, "Go, just go after the chemotherapy treatment, right?"

Fu Ran's eyes lit up, and he kissed Lin Yang fiercely. "The dignified young master Lin Yang is a daughter of a promise. Once you say it, you can't regret it. After the chemotherapy, let's go to the marriage certificate and tell it, and wedding"

Fu Ran paused and laughed: "Forget it, I heard Jiang Yichen say that the wedding can be tiring, so let's wait for you to get better."

With the marriage certificate in hand, he wanted to see who else Lin Yang could marry.

Lin Yang received six chemotherapy sessions for three weeks.

When he went for chemotherapy the second time, Fu Ran would follow along with whatever he said.

Fu Ran put a scarf on Fu Xiangxixi, rubbed his head, and laughed: "Go and put your shoes on by yourself."

Fu Xiangxi was ignorant, "Where are we going?"

Fu Ran frowned, "Second dad is sick. I'm going to accompany him to the hospital. Tonight, stay with your uncle for one night. You will be kind to me. I don't have time to care today.

Fu Xiangxi: "I have always been good!"

After Feng Jin picked up Fu Xiangxi, Fu Ran drove Linyang to the hospital.

After the doctor and nurse arrived, Lin Yang frowned and looked at Fu Ran.

Fu Ran interrupted Lin Yang directly, "I'll be with you."

Without giving Lin Yang a chance to refute, Fu Ran gritted his teeth: "I'm here looking at you, don't want to drive me away."

This time, if it hurts again and again, he will accompany Xiaoyang to survive.

The course of chemotherapy is long and difficult.

The potion was injected drop by drop into Lin Yang's pale and thin skin. Lin Yang's face was pale and his head was covered in cold sweat. He curled up on the bed, biting his lip, and from time to time he gave out a rough gasp.

Fu Ran tugged fiercely, desperately distressed.

He walked over, sat down by the bed, and gently stroked Lin Yang's hair.

"Xiaoyang, cry when you feel uncomfortable, don't bear it, don't be ashamed."

Lin Yang's hair was soaked in cold sweat, and his shoulders were trembling. He bit out blood from his lower lip, but he refused to cry.

Fu Ran's eyes flushed: "You can't change your stubborn temper."

Lin Yang's voice was hoarse, "Shut up, it's so noisy."

These three hours of chemotherapy were really the longest three hours in Fu Ran's life.

How uncomfortable Lin Yang is, he hurts in his heart.

If Xiaoyang didn't get sick, it would be great.

No need to accept these sins.

In his last life, until Lin Yang died, he didn't see Lin Yang's appearance during chemotherapy. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, Fu Ran was so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

This is only the second chemotherapy, and there are four more after that, and one is more painful than one.

How could his Xiaoyang stand it?

After the chemotherapy, Lin Yang was already covered in cold sweats.

This uncomfortable feeling will continue for a long time.

Fu Ran choked in his throat, gently finishing Lin Yang's wet hair.

"Xiaoyang, are you better?"

Lin Yang opened his eyes weakly, and finally convinced him: "I don't want to do it anymore, I'm so uncomfortable."

Fu Ran's throat trembled and he almost didn't cry. He bent his head, kissed him gently, and coaxed him gently: "Xiaoyang, goodbye, there are only the last four times left, and it doesn't hurt anymore. ."

He didn't want to see Lin Yang like this, but he couldn't help it. In order for Lin Yang's disease to never recur, Lin Yang must overcome this hurdle.

Fu Ran fed Lin Yang some water and covered him with a quilt, "Sleep for a while, Xiao Yang."

Lin Yang woke up, it was already dark outside.

Fu Ran looked at Lin Yang's pale face and tortured exhaustion, and said softly, "Are you tired? We'll be in the hospital today, and we will go back tomorrow morning."

Lin Yang shook his head: Go back, I don't want to stay here. "

"it is good."

Fu Ran squatted down and put on Lin Yang's shoes, "Shall I carry you?"

Lin Yang frowned: "You don't think it's shameful, but I think it's shameful."

"What's the shame of carrying my daughter-in-law. What's more, my daughter-in-law is so pretty." She is also a little beauty, a sick beauty.

Fu Ran turned around and exposed his back to him: "Come, come up."

Lin Yang glanced at him and stood up by himself, "I don't want to care about you."

When the two of them came out of the hospital, Fu Ran wrapped Lin Yang with scarves and told me carefully: "You just wait for me here, I'll get the car over."

Lin Yang nodded: "Yeah."

Fu Ran went to drive, Lin Yang walked along the roadside, and walked right next to a hot pot restaurant.

The outside was cold and cold, but inside was the heat, a dish of beef and mutton was rainbow-smooth, and the hookers were hungry.

Just a few glances, the whole person is warm.

Lin Yang used to love hot pot very much. Hunan and Sichuan cuisines have always been his favorites.

For him, Fu Ran deliberately learned authentic Hunan cuisine with a chef from Hunan.

It's a pity that he had a total gastrectomy, and his diet must be light. Probably, he is going to bid farewell to hot pot in his life.

When Fu Ran got out of the car, he saw Lin Yang standing at the door of the hot pot restaurant, looking inwardly through the glass, that looks really pitiful.

Also, it can only be seen that you can't eat, who can't be pitiful.

What's more, don't look at what Lin Yang usually pulls like, all kinds of high and cold, but Lin Yang is an authentic foodie in his bones.

Fu Ran sighed, he was distressed, but he also reminded himself in his heart.

Even if Lin Yang begged him in a low voice, this hot pot or something would be impossible from now on.

Honestly eat baby meals at home.

Fu Ran went to Lin Yang's side: "Xiao Yang?"

Lin Yang turned back when he heard the sound, the expression on that face was aggrieved and uncomfortable.

He walked slowly towards Fu Ran and lowered his head in silence.

Fu Ran stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "Okay, go back and help you bake bread, okay?"

Lin Yang curled his mouth: "Chicken wings."

"Okay, chicken wings, I'll do it when I go back." Fu Ranjian didn't make a fuss about going to eat hot pot, he sighed in relief, and touched Lin Yang's hair with his fingers: "It's so good."

Lin Yang's voice was hoarse, "You are not allowed to eat hot pot in the future."

Fu Ran's eyes widened, "Are you serious?"

Lin Yang gritted his teeth with a bitter expression: "Yes."

Fu Ran smiled: "Lin Yang, you are a bit unreasonable? My stomach is good, why can't I eat?"

Even if you quit smoking and drinking, it is the first time I have heard of it.

Of course Lin Yang knew that he was unreasonable, but he was aggrieved in panic, stood coldly without saying a word, and gave Fu Ran a look of "you can figure it out by yourself" by the way.

Fu Ran immediately surrendered, "Go on, don't eat, I promise to stay away from today."

What is hot pot? Is it important to have a wife?

Fu Ran hugged Lin Yang's waist and carefully helped Young Master Lin into the car.

In the next two chemotherapy sessions, Lin Yang's uncomfortable reaction became even greater, and all the hair she had dropped off at home was Lin Yang's hair.

With loss of appetite, Lin Yang lost weight again.

He didn't want Fu Ran to worry and drove him back to the company to work.

Fu Xiangxi grew up in a fairly normal family, and his people became more and more lively. The children would inevitably be naughty, so they went home in mud that day.

Fu Ran has always done all the work at home, but Lin Yang loves to clean, and Fu Ran goes to work, how does he see the dirty floor is not pleasing to his eyes, took the mop and mopped the floor, and went to wash Fu Xiangxi's dirty clothes.

Who knew that just after drying the clothes, he was dizzy. Fortunately, Fu Ran happened to go home and was able to hold him before he fell.

"What are you doing?" Fu Ran was worried and angry. "Your body is so weak during chemotherapy, and you can't stay free, don't you? Are you doing these tasks? What kind of clothes are you good at washing?"

After listening to Lin Yang's explanation, Fu Ran's face turned overcast.

Qian Ting Wan told the little boy not to get home dirty and made Xiao Yang upset, he wouldn't listen!

He couldn't bear to let Xiaoyang do something, but this little **** was so powerful that he directly let Lin Yang wash his clothes.

Fu Ran couldn't suppress the fire, rolled up his sleeves, carried a feather duster, and went to Fu Xiangxi's room.

Lin Yang's face paled: "Fu Ran, what are you doing?"