The Actor Wants to Divorce - Chapter 336

“Forget it, tell you that you don’t understand.” Ji An sniffed, “Anyway, I am not the kind of person you think, and…I am not short of money.”

He leaned on the edge of the bed to get up.

Seeing his painful canthus grin, Lin Zhaozhi stretched out his hand to support his arm.

Ji An yelled in pain.

“what’s happenin?”

Ji An gasped: “It hurts terribly.”

Lin Zhaozhi: “You sit down first.”

Ji An sat by the bed.

Lin Zhaozhi carefully rolled up Ji’an’s sleeves, and there were several deep bruises on his forearms, as well as **** pinches.

“It’s really ruthless to start.”

Ji An was not angry: “Then you can’t help you! If it weren’t for my cleverness, I couldn’t kill those crazy women last night.”

“You took so much money from your husband. You deserved it if you were beaten to death. I didn’t hear the woman say that she earned all the money.”

Ji An narrowed his mouth, “I will definitely keep my eyes open in the future.”

Lin Zhaozhi twisted his eyebrows: “Do you still want to continue doing this business? Aren’t you short of money?”

Can you take out 10 million people every minute, can you be so poor that you can rely on this to eat?

Ji An: “I want you to manage.”

Lin Zhaozhi: “If I don’t care about you, do you plan to sit on the ground until dawn?”

“I…” Ji An’s words were stuffed, and he blushed a little embarrassedly: “I want to go to the bathroom, my leg hurts and I can’t stand firmly.”

Lin Zhaozhi looked down at him.

Ji An’s hair is a little curled up, a bunch of it, with a slightly nutritious yellow, and a few transparent beads of sweat glowing on the thin white and slender neck. His guilty conscience is painful.

He heard Ji An’s words that his father was false, and he was obviously arguing with himself without any momentum.

“I will help you.”

Lin Zhaozhi supported Ji An’s arm to lift him from the bed.

Ji An blushed, flattered: “Fuck, brother, it’s not necessary to this level, right?”

Lin Zhaozhi tilted his head: “Doesn’t you have a pain in your leg? Still say…I want to keep holding it, is it not uncomfortable?”

Ji An stalked.

Lin Zhaozhi also blew two whistles badly.

Ji An couldn’t help but clamped his legs, and he was tortured by the urge to pee. “You… don’t blow, be careful when I pee on you.”

“Then you can lick it clean.”

Ji An: “Hah!”

Lin Zhaozhi helped Ji An into the toilet.

Ji An lowered his head and took off his pants.

Lin Zhaozhi stood by and looked down at him.

Ji An put his fingers on his trouser pockets and stared at him: “You turn around.”

“I’m afraid you fell.”

“No way.” Ji An was impatient: “Don’t look at it. What is your hobby?”

Lin Zhaozhi turned his back helplessly. Hearing the sound of Ji An rustling his pants off, he couldn’t help thinking of how he was almost stripped naked last night.

The two thin legs are really white.

After Ji An settled, he put on his pants before patting Lin Zhaozhi’s back; “I’m fine.”

Lin Zhaozhi was a little disgusted, “I touch it after I wash my hands.”

Ji An is humble: “If I didn’t wash it, I just touched it, I just touched it if I wanted to.”

Lin Zhaozhi: “Idiot.”

After coming out of the toilet, Lin Zhaozhi put the person on the bed again, “Sit down, don’t go anywhere today. I’ll get some medicine for you and take a good rest.”

Ji An: “Then will you stay with me?”

Lin Zhaozhi: “What?”

Ji An: “Are you with me?”

Lin Zhaozhi: “If I don’t accompany me, I will leave after I have delivered the medicine.”

He went downstairs to find the owner of the hotel, who took Lin Zhaozhi to a small local clinic and returned with some medicinal liquor.

“You took off your shirt.”

Ji An is embarrassed: “I’ll do it myself.”

Lin Zhaozhi frowned when his ears were red, “What are you shy of?”

Ji An squatted: “I’m not shy, I just feel uncomfortable.”

“Ok?”

“I’m not gay.”

Lin Zhaozhi stunned, and squeezed the medicine bottle in his palm: “So what?”

“You are gay.”

Lin Zhaozhi: “What?”

Ji An blinked: “You are gay, I know, you like Gu Qingrang.”

Lin Zhaozhi smiled: “Don’t worry, I am a homosexual, and I am not interested in you with a swollen nose and a swollen nose.”

Ji An was stunned, grabbed the phone and turned on the camera.

Then he was startled by the swollen pig-headed man inside.

“Damn! Is this me?”

Lin Zhaozhi smiled, “Yeah.”

Both hands of Ji An were shaking: “It’s over. I promised my brother will report to him next week. What can I do now?”

“You have an older brother? Your biological one?”

Ji An smirked: “No, it’s my cousin, Ji Rulang, a doctor, and a male doctor. If you have a chance, you should go see it? Give me my name instead of registering in line.”

Lin Zhaozhi rubbed his arm twice to apply the medicinal wine, “You are welcome.”

Ji An screamed.

After applying the medicine, Lin Zhaozhi planned to leave.

He spent too much time and energy on unrelated people, which is really not in line with his style of behavior.

Ji An was about to fall asleep. Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes in a daze, half-dreaming and half-awake asked him: “Are you leaving?”

“Ok.”

Ji An: “Will we meet again?”

“Lin Zhaozhi: “Can’t bear me? “

Ji An picked up the quilt and covered his head. Du Xi said unclearly, “I just think you are pretty good…”

Lin Zhaozhi couldn’t hear what was said later, and the room suddenly became quiet, except for Ji An’s rough and unsteady breathing. Lin Zhaozhi felt that this man had a problem with his brain.

A few hours ago, he pointed to his nose and scolded him for not being saved. He was inhuman. Just because he helped him to the toilet and gave him some medicine, he was suddenly good?

Stupid like this, no wonder being beaten like this.

Lin Zhaozhi shook his head, went back to the room to pack his luggage, and went downstairs to leave his room.

Before leaving, he ordered a light breakfast for Ji An, a piece of millet porridge with some local side dishes, and asked the waiter to deliver it to Ji An for a while.

Perhaps Ji An was seriously injured, and he never met Ji An again until the end of this Tibet trip.

Ji An’s WeChat also lay quietly on his friend list.

On the day he returned, Ji An updated a circle of friends.

In the photo is a back view of him standing in front of the magnificent Potala Palace.

The majestic stretch of the majestic palace, reflecting the blue sky like a wash, set off the thin figure of the back extremely small.

Lin Zhaozhi didn’t know what was wrong, so the ghost gave this photo a thumbs up.

After Gu Qingrang got married, he changed back to a foreign country and lived with his parents.

His parents went abroad for business in the early years and later settled here.

Knowing that his son had been to Tibet, his mother Gong Haifeng was very curious: “Where did you go to Tibet this time?”

Lin Zhaozhi: “I’ve gone to all the famous places.”

Gong Haifeng smiled: “I went there when I was in my early twenties, and I met your dad there. At that time, he was a young man selling herbal medicines. He was poor and white.”

She sighed, “Hey, haven’t you met anyone in Tibet?”

Lin Zhaozhi suddenly thought of Ji An.

He handed the souvenir bracelet he had bought from the Tibetan nomads to his mother, and chuckled, “Can you pick up a daughter-in-law?”

Gong Haifeng smiled softly: “Tibet is a good place, just in case.”

Lin Zhaozhi was helpless.

The span of his last relationship was too long and too long. Although he has let go now, he is really exhausted. He just wants to rest for a period of time. Even if he re-invests in a relationship in the future, he will prefer to find a mature, gentle and sensible one. Lovers.

Ji An…

wrong.

Lin Zhaozhi shook his head.

Why did he think that Ji An had gone to him, he was just a stranger who had met a few times.

New year of the year.

Lin Zhaozhi wants to help his parents go back to see his elderly grandparents.

His parents are getting older, and their body cannot afford the long journey. Since a few years ago, Lin Zhaozhi has been to accompany his grandparents to celebrate the New Year.

The two elders hadn’t seen their grandsons for a long time. They cooked by themselves and had a lively New Year’s Eve dinner with Lin Zhaozhi.

This year’s Spring Festival Gala was shown on the TV. He accidentally glanced at it and saw that Gu Qingrang was singing “Good Luck” affectionately.

Mostly it is lip-synching.

Gu Qingrang is a person with a natural five-tone insufficiency.

He sang on the stage, and the camera cuts to the bottom of Jiang Yichen from time to time.

Lin Zhaozhi didn’t know what to do, and suddenly he felt a little stuck.

Grandparents are getting older and have already fallen asleep.

Lin Zhaozhi tiptoed out the door, planning to go downstairs to breathe.

Standing under the street lamp and smoking two cigarettes, five or six young people staggered out in a bar not far away.

One of them was drunk, and his steps were a little messy.

Ji An?

Lin Zhaozhi frowned.

How could it be such a coincidence that when I came back from Tibet, I could still run into it here.

He is also a local?

He was surprised, the group of people was getting closer and closer.

The voice suddenly became noisy.

Ji An’s tongue knotted, “Where shall we go to wave later? Let’s have another round? I tell you, there is a new bar on Changdong Road. Oh, the girls inside are so pretty.”

“I’m not going anymore, it’s seven o’clock, I have to go home to eat with my mother.”

“I’m not going either. My family is waiting for me to go back.”

“Yes, I promised my grandparents to watch the Spring Festival Gala today, so I can’t play anymore. Hey, Ji An, you can go home too. For the New Year’s Day, it’s almost enough.

Ji’an hiccups: “Okay, let’s go away. Say a happy new year for my uncle and auntie.”

The group dispersed, leaving Ji An alone.

Lin Zhaozhi saw that he stood by the side of the road with his head held for a while, and then took a seat on the side of the road carelessly.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he was wearing a black down jacket that was not too thick, the zipper was not closed, and he was not afraid of cold poking the phone.

Lin Zhaozhi extinguished the cigarette **** and threw it into the trash can.

I took out the phone, and it took a long time to find Ji’an’s WeChat ID.

【Happy New Year. 】

Seeing Ji An seemed to be frightened, he typed with both hands in a panic.

He received a reply soon.

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