The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

"An Rui, I don't think I need to remind you again, we have broken up."

Zhu Jun's body leaned back and sank directly into the soft mattress. He was afraid that An Rui's anger would cause his blood pressure to rise and make him dizzy.

"This doesn't affect my current decision." An Rui even laughed out loud.

"Your company and agent, don't you care?"

"They can't control me anymore." An Rui paused for a moment, then said lightly, "Zhu Jun, I really wanted to disclose my relationship with you."

"Are you trying to say that your company and agent don't allow it?"

"You've always known that, too."

"I'm sure, I didn't force you again after that."

"You are just a little bit disappointed, and in the end you choose to leave without any memory."

Zhu Jun covered his eyes with his free hand, blocking the too dazzling light, and he asked An Rui, "Didn't you mention the breakup first?"

"Didn't you choose the cold war first?" An Rui's tone was exceptionally calm, but he tore away the past that he had agreed not to mention, "You just treat me like nothing, and stop talking to me, no Give me another look and stop answering my calls."

"So, our relationship has long been broken," Zhu Jun didn't know why the topic came here, but he didn't mind spreading the words out, "Then when we broke up, why did you still disgust me, what did you say?" Let me wait for you, it's a lie to get back together in a few years."

"Because I don't want to break up," An Rui smiled again on the other end of the phone, "Because I want you to wait for me, when I can bear all the consequences of disclosing you, and when I have time, I can spend more time with you."

"It sounds really touching," Zhu Jun's emotions also came to the fore, and he put down his hand covering his eyes, "An Rui, do you want to know why I had a cold war with you at that time."

"Would you say that?"

"will not."

——Because speaking out, it's like I've completely denied that love ever existed between us.

"Zhu Jun, I love you."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. What you love is just a character you imagined."

"Then can we meet?"

"I don't want to meet you."

"Well, if you don't meet, you won't meet."

Zhu Jun tried to bring the topic back, he said: "You can't go crazy anymore, and you can't continue to stimulate your fans anymore, you have to be worthy of their dedication for so many years."

An Rui asked him back: "Is it worthy of them to deceive fans and let them continue to waste energy and money foolishly?"

"Many of your fans don't care how many boyfriends or girlfriends you have talked about in private. As long as you don't make it public, the fan group will not collapse, and it will not have much impact on you."

"I didn't disclose my boyfriend. What I disclosed was obviously my ex-boyfriend."

"This behavior has no meaning, but it is easy to cause unnecessary speculation."

"What speculation?"

"..."

"The speculation that I want to get back together with you? Oh, that's not speculation, it's true."

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"Maybe you should make an appointment with a psychiatrist." Zhu Jun was not joking, he was sincerely suggesting that more than [-]% of the stars in the entertainment industry have psychological problems, and they would not think that seeing a doctor is something that needs to be avoided.

"I talked about it, and I almost talked about depression with the doctor." An Rui seemed to be joking, but also seemed to be serious, "She suggested that I find a more professional doctor."

"You should take her advice."

"I know where my medicine is."

Zhu Jun was silent for a while, he didn't want to continue chatting with An Rui anymore - he was sure that he couldn't convince An Rui.

"Are you going to hang up?" An Rui, like a roundworm in his stomach, accurately predicted his next move.

"Yes."

"Busy to coax your little boyfriend?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I heard that he looks a lot like me."

"..."

"Does he know about it?"

Zhu Jun hung up the phone and threw the phone on the bed.

He wasn't very sad, but he was at a loss. He could no longer judge what An Rui would do next, but he had a hunch that there would be another violent storm, and everything and people would get out of control.

- You did your best.

Zhu Jun comforted himself, he hesitated for a while, and prepared to call Zhou Lan—at least, let the other party have a psychological preparation first.

He has no doubts about the "detective" ability of An Rui's fans, they can easily dig out his information, and it is also easy for them to dig out Zhou Lan's information.

He didn't want Zhou Lan to hear words like "Zhu Jun and An Rui used to be a couple, and you and An Rui look very similar" from other people's ears.

Zhu Jun dialed the phone three times that night, but no one answered. Zhu Jun opened Zhou Lan's private chat window, and he typed a long paragraph, which was shortened to "Call me back when you are free." Telephone".

Zhu Jun was going to call Zhou Lan tomorrow, or go to his school to have an interview with him. He did not expect that "Records of Love Observation" would suddenly go online at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. The camera, talking for nearly an hour, the details of his relationship with his ex-boyfriend.

Before dawn, the names of An Rui, Zhu Jun, and Zhou Lan had already been searched. Passers-by on the Internet and fans of various families pretending to be passers-by on the Internet rushed to the scene to eat melons. The hot searches ranged from new to hot, And then to the explosion——Zhu Jun's world is completely crazy.