The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

In fact, Zhu Jun doesn't like to think about the possibility of "what if". There are too many regrets in life. He is used to drifting with the flow and muddling along, and has never imagined "what if".

Besides, even if there is a so-called "what if", he and An Rui may not always be able to have smooth sailing and love each other happily.An Rui is popular, at least he now has enough money to do most of the things he wants to do, which is a good thing for An Rui.

So Zhu Jun thought about it and said: "Being popular is not a bad thing, if you think being popular is not good, then you will be too sorry for your fans."

Those things in the fan circle are actually far away from Zhu Jun, but Zhu Jun still remembers the years when he and An Rui's fans fought side by side. Hundreds of thousands of fans spent a lot of energy and money And love, not to make Anrui feel that "being popular is not a good thing", even for a minute, if he thinks so, it is a great disrespect to fans.

Fortunately, Anrui didn't say that. He said: "I don't think being popular is a bad thing. I really want to be popular. After becoming popular, I am really happy. I can realize many dreams that I couldn't realize in the past, and I can earn a lot of money in the past. I don’t have enough money. I also love my fans, they give me a lot of love, but I know that I don’t deserve it.”

"You still have merits," Zhu Jun said without a filter, "except for being entangled with me, you are good-looking, have strong business ability, good fortune, and good character. He's a pretty good star."

"We seem to have lost track of our conversation." An Rui mentioned.

"Anyway, there is still a long, long time. Let's talk slowly. What's the rush?"

The takeaway was delivered, and it was very rich. When An Rui went to pick up someone at the door, he saw an acquaintance——Zhu Jun ordered the same takeaway as he had ordered at Shaodong's house before, and it cost about [-] yuan, which was very rich.

They chatted while eating, and the topic of the chat was not easy, but Zhu Jun seemed to be having a good time.

While eating lobster meat, Zhu Jun asked An Rui: "Do you have a trumpet, and you complain about me every day?"

An Rui didn't panic, he seemed to have a premonition, he filled a bowl of soup, put it in Zhu Jun's hand, and asked him, "When did you know?"

"A long time ago."

When Zhu Jun first found out, he wanted to question An Rui directly with his number, but after thinking about it, he didn't do so, mainly because he was afraid that An Rui would be too good at talking. If An Rui gave enough excuses to explain, he would play a few more In such a painful scene, Zhu Jun probably exposed the matter lightly-they can't break up, and this is not what Zhu Jun wants.

"Because you saw this trumpet, you chose to have a cold war with me, and then broke up?"

An Rui has always been a smart person, and he quickly figured out the joints.

"It's a fuse."

"That trumpet is mine." An Rui admitted bluntly, "I vented all my negative emotions there, and a lot of my words were out of anger. Zhu Jun, no matter how good your acting skills are, it's impossible for you not to show your flaws all the time. , my feelings for you are true, every day with you, there are unhappy, but also a lot of happiness."

"Thousands of microblogs, none of them are happy."

"The trumpet that vents, I won't write about happy things."

"You don't seem to think you've done anything wrong."

"I have done a lot of things wrong. I shouldn't treat you coldly after becoming popular, I shouldn't test your feelings for me, I shouldn't try to make you listen to me in everything, and I shouldn't hide your existence from fans. There are many things I did wrong, but I can’t say that I opened this trumpet, it was a mistake.” An Rui’s train of thought was very clear, but he spoke slowly, looking at Zhu Jun’s expression as he spoke, as if he was about to Seeing that the situation is not good, I immediately changed the subject, "I don't want to tell you or anyone about my pain, and I don't have any way to vent my negative emotions. This trumpet is my secret base. I can say whatever I want. What to say, no matter how dark my thoughts are, no one will accuse me. At first I posted and deleted, but later found that this trumpet is safe, so I said everything. Zhu Jun, I never thought that one day you I will find this trumpet, and I don't want you to see me in such a dark and embarrassing state."

"Speak the truth after drinking, the trumpet can tell people's hearts, An Rui, I was very disappointed in you at that time." Zhu Jun can accept An Rui's explanation, but emotionally cannot pass this hurdle, An Rui's trumpet and An Rui himself The appearance is too different, "Sometimes, I don't know whether the person I loved has ever existed."

"No one looks the same, except you." An Rui moved Zhu Jun's favorite dishes towards him, "After we broke up, I realized that taking care of you and treating you well has become my habit. That gentle Anrui is not a character I played, he is a part of me. I want to go back to our past, I want to hold you and tell you that I really love you."

"You look so affectionate now, I almost forgot, how sad you made me back then." Zhu Jun poured himself a glass of red wine, "An Rui, I have a very good memory."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." An Rui lowered his head, and his apology was very sincere, "I'm just too stupid. After I became popular, my mentality was messed up. I thought I could do everything according to my ideas, and I tried my best to think about it." To test how much you still like me, I want to push you away but I can't bear it, but Zhu Jun, before the cold war, I don't want to go on like this anymore, I actually bought a ring, thinking..."

"Speaking of rings, I remember you said in your small Weibo that you want me to be your most expensive doll." Zhu Jun interrupted his words, and persisted in turning over old scores.

"For a long time, I thought that I was your doll, you can dress it up when you want it, and throw it away when you don't want it," An Rui licked his dry lips, "and I naively thought, I am your doll, so you should be my doll. I did write that, but I won’t do it. I can’t bear to let you go. You are my most expensive treasure, more important than my life. important."

"Papapa——" Zhu Jun applauded face-savingly, "It's so nice to say, I was almost moved to tears."

An Rui took the red wine bottle beside Zhu Jun, poured himself a full glass, and said, "You really don't love me anymore, so listening to me talk about the past is like listening to a joke."

Zhu Jun shook his head and said: "All feelings are worthy of respect. I didn't feel like I was listening to a joke. I just thought it was too late."

"It's not too late. You see, I'm alive, and you're alive. We're both single. We can start over and reunite." An Rui drank a large glass of wine and poured himself another.

But I don't love you anymore, isn't it too late?

Zhu Jun didn't say this, he wanted to send An Rui a meal.

He said: "You're right. I'm quite lonely by myself. We can give it a try and try to get along for a while. At least, let's pass this year first."

"..."

An Rui stared at Zhu Jun for a while, and didn't speak for a long time. He raised a full glass of wine, and drank it clean again.

He said: "Am I upgraded from a gun-friend? Can I be promoted to the status of a prospective boyfriend? I'm not drunk, am I?"

"You can also think that you are drunk." Zhu Jun leaned back and leaned on the thick back of the chair. He crossed his hands, looking too confident, "I actually didn't think about it, should I try again... "

"No, you think about it." An Rui stood up straight, he bent forward, and put his hand on Zhu Jun's shoulder across the table, "You said you would give me a chance, and you can't go back on your word, otherwise... ..."

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, I'll lock you in a small dark room and spend three days and three nights with you." An Rui seemed to be drunk, and dared to say such nonsense.

Zhu Jun patted his cheek and said softly, "I won't regret it, let's try."

Anyway, the result is already doomed.

The next second, An Rui's lips kissed Zhu Jun's, and they only kissed for a while, before An Rui let go of him and said, "Can I stay here tonight?"

"can."

"Then I'll make the bed first."

"Okay."

An Rui staggered towards the outside of the kitchen, Zhu Jun listened to his footsteps, one step, two steps gradually went away, staggering and unable to hide his joy.

The author says:

See you tomorrow good night.