The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Shaodong’s home is actually very good, and the hospital’s facilities are also very good, but Zhu Jun’s favorite is his own home—this is a small world he keeps alone, and at home, he can shout to anyone he doesn’t like: "Get out."

Zhu Jun lay on his comfortable big bed, rolled to the left, then to the right, rolling, he thought of An Rui for a long time.

He and An Rui used to play very childish games. He rolled on the bed along the edge of the bed. Before he fell, An Rui who was standing under the bed wanted to hug him, carry him back to the bed, and said: "Stop it."

Such a gentle, calm, and careful An Rui seems to only survive in his memory.

The real An Rui is a hysterical lunatic.

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"I wish you, I wish you..."

Someone familiar seemed to be calling his name.

Zhu Jun opened his eyes, everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, he pinched his fingers, but felt no pain, it should be a dream.

Zhu Jun knew that he was dreaming, but he was not in a hurry to wake up. Instead, he walked forward slowly. He wanted to see who the person he wanted to see in his dream was.

The result is not surprising at all.

Zhu Jun stared at the man's golden hair and said softly, "An Rui."

"Zhu Jun? Why are you here suddenly?"

An Rui is very thin, not too tall, half a head shorter than Zhu Jun. He is wearing a performance costume, and his blond hair is a little messy. It seems that he has just finished dancing.

"Passing by, that's why I came here, are you also performing with the seniors today?"

"Yeah, I still have extra money today." At this time, An Rui still had a little baby fat, and his smile was a little cute, "Zhu Jun, let's go have a drink together."

"Okay." Zhu Jun hadn't seen An Rui like this for a long time, and he didn't want to refuse at all.

The mist in front of them slowly dissipated, the sun was shining on their faces, and the air was filled with the fragrance of oranges.

An Rui walked and walked in front, suddenly turned half a circle, stepped back, and met Zhu Jun's eyes.

He asked, "Why don't you have class today?"

"I don't have class today." Zhu Jun made an excuse.

"Liar, I've memorized your schedule, you obviously have class today." An Rui's voice was not loud, obviously trying to expose a lie, but it was not annoying at all.

"Well, I don't want to go to class, I want to come and meet you."

"You can't chase stars without a bottom line, you have to study hard."

"Okay, just this time, I miss you a little bit."

"...Didn't I send you my dance video?"

"But I still want to see a real person," Zhu Jun noticed a manhole cover not far ahead, and quickly reminded, "Turn around and walk, there is a manhole cover behind you."

"You don't need to turn around." An Rui stopped, and then walked towards Zhu Jun naturally. He reached out and hooked Zhu Jun's wrist, "Just take me away."

"Why don't you turn around?"

"This way you can see the way you came."

"Ok."

Zhu Jun hugged An Rui's arm tightly, and led him on this seemingly long journey.

"Zhu Jun, what happened today, you look very sad."

An Rui kicked the edge of the road, carelessly but directly to the point.

"I had a nightmare." Zhu Jun said softly.

"What dream?"

"In the dream, you were in pain, and I was in pain too."

"Are we still together?"

"No, we're separated."

"You left me." An Rui calmly concluded.

"Why didn't you leave me?" Zhu Jun asked softly.

"I won't, I like you so much, how can I be willing to leave you." An Rui said, holding Zhu Jun's arm tightly.

"When you grow up, you will become a very popular star, you will become very busy, you will have a lot of things, and naturally, you will not like me."

"I don't believe that I will be like that in the future, but I also don't believe that you will lie to me."

Zhu Jun stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly, looked at the blond boy in front of him, and said, "Do you consider me a friend?"

"Of course, you're my best friend."

"If I stop sending you flowers and treat you to dinner, will you still be my friend?"

"Of course," An Rui replied quickly, "I'm very lonely in the dormitory by myself, I'm really glad that you can come and accompany me."

Zhu Jun was very happy to hear this answer, even though he knew that everything in front of him was fake.

He had never had such a conversation with An Rui, and he could not go back many years ago and ask the young An Rui such a question.

This dream, more like a dream come true, is based on the illusion that he desires to be satisfied.

He stopped and rubbed An Rui's soft blond hair with his free hand, and said, "Can I hug you?"

"why?"

"I just want to hug you. If you don't want to, then forget it."

"It's not that I don't want to," An Rui let go of Zhu Jun's hand and stood in front of him, "I just want to ask, why are you hugging me instead of me hugging you?"

Zhu Jun didn't have time to react, An Rui rushed into his arms like a small cannonball, and hugged him tightly.

Zhu Jun smelled the faint aroma of oranges, and he belatedly remembered that An Rui always liked to use shampoo with this smell.

But after Anrui moved to his house, he felt that the shampoo that Anrui carried was too cheap, so he replaced him with an expensive new one——Anrui accepted the new shampoo, and his hair became mint-flavored .

Zhu Jun patted An Rui on the back lightly, and he asked, "Do you have any dreams?"

"Be a big star," An Rui's voice was full of longing and hope, "I want to let many people know my name, and I want to make a lot of money."

"and then?"

"What then?"

"Become a big star, then what?"

"Take you to an expensive, expensive restaurant."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

"Anything else?"

"I want to travel with you, and I want to share the money I earn with you."

"This answer..."

How wonderful it would be if it wasn't a dream.

"Zhu Jun." An Rui buried his head in Zhu Jun's arms, which made him unable to see his expression clearly.

"What?" Zhu Jun asked warmly.

"Don't leave me behind, okay?"

An Rui's voice was crying and begging, as if he had predicted the future in his dream, and he was longing for a promise, a guarantee from Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun started to dislike this dream, because even if he made a promise in the dream, when he wakes up from the dream, nothing will be left.

He closed his eyes and stopped looking at the top of the man's blond hair.

"But you've let me down too much," he said.

He didn't hear An Rui's voice again, although he was still holding something in his hand.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw the balls of quilts, as well as the orchid light from the electronic clock not far away.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Zhu Jun woke up from his dream. The memory of the dream gradually became blurred, but he still remembered that he and An Rui had walked a long, long way, which seemed to have no end like.