The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran's tone was urgent and rushing.

For people like Lin Yang who are not good at arguing and theory, the best way is to ignore it.

In the next second, Lin Yang directly hung up the phone.

Fu Ran was startled, and immediately cursed a **** in a low voice, and immediately slapped back in annoyance──

Lin Yang turned off the phone directly faster than him.

"Go to your uncle's Lin Yang!"

Fu Ran gritted his teeth bitterly.

As soon as Fu Xiangxi came to this small home, he was about to see a war of the century, tilting his head and staring at Fu Ran.

Fu Ran was furious, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, "What do you look at? Your second dad is an unscrupulous bastard! Selfish, do whatever he thinks of! Do not consider other people's mood at all!"

What the old age is, what will not let him find it, all the **** lie!

Fu Xiangxi's head dropped, and her voice was weak: "Didn't you say that the second dad is the eldest of the family, and the second dad is always right?"

Fu Ran's chest was blocked, and it took a long time before he gritted his teeth and said viciously: "This time he is wrong, come back and punish him on the washboard!"

Otherwise, he really can't swallow this breath!

Municipal No. _ Hospital.

Ji Rulang read Lin Yang's report several times back and forth, and then he was relieved and smiled: "So far, I have recovered very well without any problems. It seems that Fu Ran took good care of you."

Lin Yang sat on the chair with a pale face. Hearing Ji Rulang say this, he was relieved.

As soon as he stood up, his head was dizzy and dizzy, almost before he fell.

Ji Rulang hurriedly supported him and frowned: "I said, you come to the hospital for chemotherapy, why don't you let Fu Ran accompany you? You are like this, I can't worry about going home alone."

Lin Yang endured his physical discomfort, and it took a long time to relieve him.

"He's been neurotic lately, as if he's got an evil spirit." Lin Yang frowned: "Chemotherapy is not something you can't do alone."

Ji Rulang sighed: "When can your temperament be changed? Tell him that you are uncomfortable, right?"

Lin Yang frowned, tightened his lips and said nothing.

Seeing Lin Yang's physical condition, Ji Rulang was really worried that he would go back alone, and wanted to take a half-day off to send Lin Yang home.

Lin Yang didn't want to trouble people, so he left.

Fortunately, it was convenient to take a taxi at the entrance of the hospital. Lin Yang stopped a taxi and asked the driver to take him back.

When he reached the door of the house, he took a deep breath, made himself look not so abnormal, and then walked in.

Fu Ran was sitting on the sofa coldly and waiting for him to come back.

Lin Yang frowned, bent over to change his shoes, and went into the living room. Fu Xiangxi ran over holding a toy car.

Lin Yang squatted down and touched Fu Xiangxi's head, "Hey, go back to the room first."

Fu Xiangxi glanced at Fu Ran cautiously, and ran back to her room.

Only Fu Ran and Lin Yang were left in the living room.

Fu Ran: "Are you willing to come back?"

Lin Yang leaned on the chair to stand up, enduring dizziness and said: "Xiang Xi is here, I don't want to fight with you in front of the child."

"I didn't quarrel with you." Fu Ran held back his anger, "I just want to know where you went."

Lin Yang frowned; "I didn't go to see Jinmo City or go on a blind date. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Ran was taken aback for a moment, and then his head buzzed and exploded.

"Do you really think I'm jealous?" Fu Ran got up from the sofa, angrily: "I am worried about your health! I'm afraid that something happened to you outside, and there is no one to help!"

Lin Yang had just finished more than three hours of chemotherapy, and he really didn't have the energy to argue with Fu Ran.

Looking pale, he glanced at Fu Ran, and walked into the house with his foot raised.

Fu Ran just hated his indifferent attitude. What he was worried about was Lin Yang's body, what did he mean by that.

"Okay, the surname Lin, I'll treat you in vain. I have to work hard every day and I don't want to please. From now on, just do what you like, I don't care!"

Fu Ran grabbed his jacket angrily and slammed the door without looking back.

Lin Yang looked at the door he slammed hard on, frowned slightly, he was dizzy and nauseous, and he didn't have the time to go out chasing people.

He buried himself in the soft big bed and fell asleep so groggy.

When Fu Xiangxi was woken up, it was dark outside. Lin Yang sat up with his body supported, and realized that his voice was dumb as soon as he opened his mouth: "Xiang Xi, is Fu Ran back?"

Fu Xiangxi shook his head.

Lin Yang: "Hungry, right?"

Fu Xiangxi said softly "Uh".

Lin Yang frowned, "Sorry, my second dad is not feeling well today, so I can't help you cook, can I help you order takeaway?"

Fu Xiangxi: "I'm not picky, second dad."

Lin Yang endured his heavy head and ordered a baby meal with his mobile phone, and he insisted on reaching the person who delivered the meal. He hugged Fu Xiangxi onto the chair of the dining table, and then returned to the bedroom to continue to fall asleep.

Fu Ran ran out of the house, filled with grievances.

Lin Yang never took his words to heart.

He sat in the coffee shop by the roadside, sighing.

After thinking about it, I suddenly wanted to open it again.

Why is he angry with Lin Yang?

Isn't Lin Yang the most clear about what bad temper is?

If he refuses to say it, he refuses to say it. The big deal is that he will follow Lin Yang for 24 hours.

Hey, why did he lose his temper at Xiaoyang again?

Fu Ran grabbed his hair, annoyed like a lion.

It's so late, and with that ancestor's temper, he would definitely not call him back.

what do i do if I'm hungry? What should I do if I am thirsty?

Don't you want to eat bread again?

Lin Yang's temperament that healed his scars and forgot to hurt, maybe he could really do it!

Fu Ran paled in fright, got up from the chair with a "slam one by one", hurriedly settled the bill, and then ran home.

He regretted and panicked again, for fear that Lin Yang would eat something indiscriminately at home to pass lunch, so he dared not stop at a stretch, so he ran home like this.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Lin Yang standing by the dining table with a bucket of instant noodles in his hand, half removed.

Fu Ran's eyes were red, and he walked quickly over, took the instant noodles, and threw them in the trash can.

He was really going to be killed by Lin Yang Qi.

Why don't you care about your body so much.

Fu Ran's breathing was heavy, and his chest fell together, and his breathing was heavy and heavy, his pupils full of anger, wishing to tear Lin Yang to pieces.

Lin Yang knew that he was wrong, his head lowered slightly, and he sat quietly on the chair without saying a word.

His face was pale, and he was very haggard, with his head drooping, seeing Fu Ran angry and helpless.

What's so pitiful to pretend?

Think he is reluctant to scold, right?

Fu Ran stared at Lin Yang with heavy breathing, and then turned his head to the kitchen for a long time. He cooked a bowl of shredded pork noodles and threw it in front of Lin Yang before returning to the bedroom.

Reluctant to scold him, don't you allow him to be angry?

Never say a word with Lin Yang tonight!

After Fu Ran just made up his mind in his heart, he heard Lin Yang's vomiting sound from outside.

He was _ stunned first, almost immediately jumped up and ran out

"Xiaoyang?"

Lin Yang was in the toilet, standing on the sink, his face was pale, and his head was sweaty.

Fu Ran stayed for a while, then stepped forward to support him, his voice trembling: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Lin Yang pushed Fu Ran away, reached out his hand and washed his face with a handful of cold water, his voice hoarse: "I'm fine."

Fu Ran's eyes were scarlet, and he murmured, "Xiao Yang, don't be angry anymore. It's all my fault. I shouldn't be angry with you. Don't scare me. Let's go to the hospital and let the doctor see, OK?"

A long, long time ago, he was standing in the toilet with cold hands and feet, watching Lin Yang vomiting blood out bit by bit with a dull look.

That dazzling color is still a nightmare that Fu Ran can't erase.

Lin Yang wiped his face dry with a towel, his voice was cold; "I'm really fine."

Fu Ran squeezed his fists; "How do you want me to believe that you are okay?" He took Lin Yang and walked to the mirror, "Look for yourself, what does your face look like!"

The face in the mirror was like a piece of white paper, without a trace of blood, and the eyebrows were all tired and tired.

Fu Ran broke Lin Yang's face and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, "Xiao Yang, don't scare me, I'm so scared."

Lin Yang's eyes trembled twice, his head hung down a little bit, his forehead resting on Fu Ran's shoulder.

"Where are you uncomfortable, tell me, okay?"

Lin Yang has a sore nose and a hoarse voice. "I'm really fine. I went to the hospital for chemotherapy today. The doctor said, these are all positive after chemotherapy.

Often respond. "

Fu Ran was dumbfounded, "Aren't you starting chemotherapy next week?"

Lin Yang's eyes were dull, and he pressed his lips and didn't speak.

"You don't want me to know that you are undergoing chemotherapy?" Fu Ran's heart tightened. He held Lin Yang's head tightly around him, his heart twitching and painful.

"What are you doing, I'll call you Brother Yang, do you really think of yourself as your brother? You are three months younger than me, can you be more obedient?" Fu Ran was terribly painful.

He actually went to do chemotherapy alone.

"Your man is not dead yet, what are you doing so strong?"

Fu Ran was distressed and angry again.

For this kind of Lin Yang, he cannot be beaten or scolded.

Fu Ran sighed, he hugged Lin Yang, went back to the bedroom, and gently put it on the bed.

"Xiaoyang, in front of anyone else, you can be strong, but I am your lover. In front of me, can you show that you need me so little?"

Lin Yang raised his eyes, his eyes full of Fu Ran's reflection.

Fu Ran gently rubbed his cheek with his fingers, wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead little by little.

He sat forward, dropped a kiss on Lin Yang's lips, and then embraced the warm body again.

"Chemotherapy is uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Lin Yang's tense mood seemed to relax, he was buried in Fu Ran's arms, and it took a long time for him to let out a cat-like "um".

Uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

His whole body was about to split with pain, and Fu Ran's heart trembled. How could the person he loves most suffer so much.

God, please make him healthy sooner.

"Next time you undergo chemotherapy, I will go with you."

"Ok"

Fu Ran kissed his hair, his eyes flushed: "Brother Yang, you are the best, I will always love you."