The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun threw a bomb into the fan group, and then uninstalled Weibo. He didn't bother to read the reactions of the fan circle, the reactions of passers-by, and didn't bother to read various trending searches.

There was no response from An Rui, but Shao Dong called. The first sentence was: "Would you like to stay at my house for a while, mom misses you."

Zhu Jun refused, and the reason for the refusal was very good. He said: "We will meet abroad soon, and I want to deal with something recently."

"what's up?"

"There must always be a clear settlement between me and An Rui, otherwise I will have no peace even if I go abroad."

"Is there anything else you want to tell him?"

"Many, for example, I really don't love you, and I never thought about leaving Anrui to be with you."

In fact, Zhu Jun just ransacked Shao Dong every day. He and Shao Dong made it clear, and he didn't think Shao Dong would get angry because of it.

Shao Dong was silent for a few seconds, and said something that Zhu Jun didn't know.

He said: "I met An Rui privately a long time ago."

"..." Zhu Jun would not be so foolish as to think that they met simply for the sake of bonding.

"I told An Rui, I like you very much, and I hope he can leave."

"You look like a supporting role in a TV series." Zhu Jun didn't understand why Shao Dong would do this, and he could only use "who is not young and frivolous" to explain.

"Well, I also prepared a bank card."

"and after?"

"An Rui refused. He pretended to be calm, but he was ruthless."

"Oh."

"He said he wouldn't tell you about it, but I want to promise him one thing."

"You promised?"

"There's no reason not to agree."

"So some time ago, you two got very close?"

"Yes, and then use cooperation as an excuse."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"He may use this incident to sell misfortune. I say it myself, it is more powerful to me than letting him say it."

"He won't," Zhu Jun retorted softly, "Whatever he promised, he will keep his promise, and he won't bring up old accounts and explain it to me."

"Zhu Jun, that's why you like him so much?" Shao Dong seemed to be asking casually, but also seemed to be looking forward to the answer.

"He is my first love." This sentence is enough to block all Shaodong's next words, Zhu Jun thought about it, and asked casually, "When did you find him, and how much are you going to give him. "

"It was a long time ago, before he was popular at that time, I offered 3000 million in cash, and the male lead of a theatrical movie."

"Should I praise your generosity?"

"That's not necessary, your ex-boyfriend refused without blinking an eye, and he even responded to me."

"what?"

Shao Dong recalled the scene back then, flicked the cigarette butt on his fingertips, and imitated the man's tone: "You dare not confess to Zhu Jun directly, are you also very clear that Zhu Jun doesn't like you at all, he will definitely not Refuse you mercilessly?"

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The weather that day was not very good, Shao Dong arrived at the coffee shop early, his trousers were still stained with a little mud, and he was more or less displeased.

He looked down at the expensive pocket watch, and when the hour and minute hands were about to coincide, An Rui appeared in his line of sight—he was wearing a thick poncho, with two green plastic bags under his feet, and he took off the poncho , I took off the plastic bag and threw it into the trash can. Even my hair was dry.

Shao Dong closed the cover of his pocket watch and watched the other party walk in front of him. The young man's face was full of collagen, but he did not hesitate to do things. The first thing he said when he sat down was: "Coffee, what do you want to drink? "

Shao Dong pushed the non-prescribing flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "You should be invited, after all, I will give you a big gift, and you will be very happy."

"Then what do you want to drink?" An Rui took the menu, spread it flat and pushed it in front of Shao Dong, "Maybe you like their coffee?"

"I want a glass of orange juice, and I want a small milk flavor," Shao Dong smiled lightly, and added, "You can do whatever you want, Zhu Jun and I have the same taste."

"A glass of boiled water is enough." An Rui returned the menu to the waiter, "Let's be honest, I have to go to the fresh food supermarket to buy vegetables, and he wants to eat hot pot at night."

Shao Dong took out a folder from his handbag, handed it to An Rui, and said, "Leave him, I'll give you all these."

An Rui took the folder, read the contents inside, and even turned back a few pages of the big-budget script.Shao Dong could tell that he liked the gift very much, but in the end he closed the folder and put it by his hand, saying: "I don't agree."

"Is it because the price is not high enough?" Shao Dong's attitude was very gentle, treating An Rui like a junior in the Shao family, "You can make new requests, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Why are you doing this?" An Rui asked bluntly.

"I like Zhu Jun very much, but you are too intrusive," Shao Dong said in a calm tone, saying too hurtful words, "I have taken care of many art college students, and I know your temperament very well. You and Zhu Jun It's not appropriate, and I don't want you to have any further involvement."

"You like Zhu Jun very much?" An Rui asked with a chuckle.

"Of course." Shao Dong cut a piece of milk-flavored square and put it into his mouth with a fork. "I have known him since kindergarten, and we have a tacit understanding and match."

"But you didn't dare to confess to him directly. Instead, you used this kind of secret method to try to force your rival away." An Rui held the steaming water glass in both hands, as if he wanted to use this action to add infinite courage to himself, "You don't dare to confess to Zhu Jun directly, don't you know that Zhu Jun doesn't like you at all, and he will definitely reject you mercilessly?"

Shao Dong took off his glasses, wiped the dust off them with a silk handkerchief in his coat pocket, and put them back on again. He said: "I am not ready for everything to make Zhu Jun happy. Don't get hurt by my side."

"I don't understand what you're saying," An Rui held up his phone, scanned the QR code at the corner of the table and paid the bill, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"One thing." Shao Dong called to stop him.

"What's the matter?" An Rui asked impatiently.

"I'm looking for you, don't tell Zhu Jun."

"can."

"Don't ask why?"

"Not that much curiosity."

"Well, as a price for helping me, then you can make a small request."

"Let's owe it first."

An Rui dug out two thick plastic bags from the pockets of his clothes, tied up his trouser legs, and carefully spread out the poncho, and put it on himself.

Shao Dong glanced at the English-style long-handled black umbrella standing beside him, and then at the mud stains on his trousers, feeling inexplicably subtle.

"Goodbye then?"

"Hope not to see you again."

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"I will indeed reject you," Zhu Jun gave the same answer as An Rui back then, "We have no fate, no relationship, no love."

"Heh," Shao Dong said with a long sigh, "Isn't it very touching to know that An Rui once liked you so much?"

"It's quite touching, but that's all in the past." Zhu Jun rubbed his stiff neck, "I can't catch up with yesterday's day, I should cherish the present and let myself live happily."

"So, see you in France?"

"See you in France and Mother Shao."

Zhu Jun hung up the phone, he thought about it, and searched for An Rui's trumpet back then.

He didn't want to leave any regrets, nor did he want to leave any misunderstandings. In case An Rui published some thoughts about his journey later, explaining that he really loved him, and used this as an excuse to pester him endlessly, he might as well go and see for himself.

——But it's a pity that Anrui's trumpet unexpectedly set the permission to be visible for half a year, and he didn't post any Weibo in the past six months.

He knows that I know his trumpet?

It doesn't look like it, and if he knew, he would have explained it a long time ago.