Offensive change: superficial love

"Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

Nothing but three.

After hanging up, Yan Ju directly turned off the screen.

"Mr. Yan, you are ready to board the plane at any time." The staff in the waiting room knocked on the door and gently reminded, "The meals on the early flight may not be well-prepared, so I need to pack some snacks for you and send them up." Is it?"

"The small kitchen has just baked a batch of croissants, chocolate-flavored ones, do you like them?"

Yan Ju nodded with a smile: "Sounds good, sorry to trouble you."

The person who promised to bring him breakfast lost contact, so he can't be really hungry.

Yan Ju's eyes were downcast, and he showed no extra expression, as if he didn't care about Chu Ruxu's missed appointment at all.

He has already called the other party three times.

Now that I have tried it, it is not me who should feel sorry.

Maybe Chu Ruxu was temporarily delayed by something, maybe she just accidentally overslept, maybe...

It was at a certain moment after we parted yesterday that I realized that Yan Ji was not a unique treasure, and it was not worth his energy and enthusiasm.

Maybe there's no need for a reason at all.

Chu Ruxu might just be a child having a temper tantrum and suddenly lose interest in him.

Yan Ju reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Are you lost?It seems to be a little bit.

But it was probably just because of Chu Ruxu's recent initiative that he had developed some new bad habits.

It's just that when I opened my eyes early in the morning, I didn't receive "Good morning" from the other party, the phone calls that couldn't get through, and the missed appointments without explanation.

Not much.

Yan Ju had a premonition.

To be precise, even if Yan Ju had wanted to try and develop a proper relationship with Chu Ruxu yesterday, in his heart, he always believed that sooner or later Chu Ruxu would get tired of this relationship model, and then run away without looking back.

But there's no way around it. During Yan Ji's growth process, there really wasn't a benign template to refer to, and he was really at a loss as to how to manage a relationship.

Yan Ju tidied up his clothes, got up and prepared to board the plane.

Before he set off today, he went to the hotel's matching styling room, asked someone to help him with a simple haircut, and put on his favorite suit.

It is a slightly casual style, with a spliced ​​neckline design, and a beige-brown plaid vest over the forged shirt, which fits the waist and shows off the figure.

It was Chu Ruxu's loss that he didn't see it.

Yan Ju quickly adjusted his emotions. He has not yet fallen to the point where he would indulge in sadness, regret and self-doubt because of someone's actions.

Anyone who can't control, can't add color to life, and can affect your own state should be discarded while still willing.

Yan Jie understood this truth before, but due to various factors, he didn't implement it thoroughly, so that he wasted a lot of time with Bai Lu, but he won't do it in the future.

People have to eat a pit to gain a wisdom.

Sure enough, people and things that are not suitable for you intuitively, no matter how attractive they are, need to be kept at a respectful distance.

When we return to Ningcheng, if we have a chance to speak clearly, let's say goodbye.

Yan Ju thought.

He doesn't like things that come to an abrupt end, abruptly interrupted.

He likes things to end...

Just as the staff who came to guide him walked onto the covered bridge, Yan Ji's cell phone rang.

He signaled to the other party that he might need some time to deal with it, and the little girl who led the way took it easy and left politely.

Yan Ju's movement of looking for the mobile phone was steady but flustered, as if he was eager to verify his expectations, but he wanted to show a nonchalant attitude on the surface.

He was the only one in the huge space, and he didn't know who he could show it to.

At most it's just enough to deceive yourself.

However, the joy that hadn't completely climbed up on his brows froze and faded away at the moment when he saw the caller ID.

The morning sunlight scatters through the glass around the covered bridge, shatters on Yan Ji's face, and splits into beautiful spots one after another beside the hair on his forehead.

Some dazzling.

Yan Ju covered it with his hands, and after hesitating for a moment, he still pressed the answer button. He said in a cold tone, "Is there something wrong?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be startled, and then chuckled softly: "Xiao Ju, you are so fierce, why don't you want to talk to me?"

"No." Yan Ju replied without any emotional ups and downs, "I just think that the extra contact is not necessary."

However, Bo Lu didn't care. Although his voice was a bit tired and hoarse, his tone was unusually brisk: "How could it be a redundant connection?"

"Even if we are not lovers, we are old friends for many years. If you are not interested in continuing to be friends, then we are still close partners."

Bai Lu paused, and jokingly said: "Before going to bed, I suddenly want to call my partner to care, isn't it too much?"

"Take some medicine." Yan Ju sneered, and said in a strange way.

I really can't blame him for not being friendly enough, it's simply that Bai Lu's behavior today is really not normal.

Bo Lu gave a "hmm" and did not refute, but added: "I drank some wine, so I don't need to take medicine."

Yan Ji was a little speechless, why did this man talk so much nonsense after drinking too much...

There is too much pressure to fight for the inheritance, the right is not in hand, are people crazy?

He asked half a sentence without distraction: "Have you gone abroad?"

Bo Lu's dull breathing reached Yan Ju's ears, and there was a little tiredness between the lines: "Well, I just came back, and I personally sent the old man to the new nursing center two days ago."

"I hope he can live a few more days. My preparations are not perfect. If he dies too soon, I will be troubled."

Bo Lu's tone was light and light, and his attitude seemed to be telling a joke with Yan Ji, as if he was not discussing his father's life or death, but an interesting project that was bound to be won.

Yan Yu frowned.

He hated this aspect of the other party the most. While being uncomfortably cold-blooded, it would subtly make him doubt whether he was worth enough to the other party without noticing it.

But in the past, Bo Lu would hide these thoughts. He was careful about the maintenance of the character design, and Yan Ju could only vaguely feel something wrong from the subtle details for so many years.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Bo Lu talked with him about the Bai family so directly.

Yan Ji was silent for a moment, and calmly pulled the relationship between the two of them away again: "You don't need to tell me these things, I don't care."

"That's right, you never cared about my affairs." Bai Lu joked casually.

Yan Ju thought to himself, we two are obviously the same people, and we have the same way of dealing with feelings, so don't make it look like you have been wronged so much.

"It's okay." Bo Lu concluded, he said inexplicably, "It's almost over."

"Inexplicable." Bo Lu, who was out of mood and obviously out of state, continued to waste time, and was about to hang up after finishing speaking.

But Bai Lu's next sentence interrupted him.

"You haven't forgotten, tonight's musical." Bo Lu asked.

Yan Ju reacted for a while, then remembered the two tickets still lying in the drawer of the study, he refused: "I don't want to see it, you can ask Assistant Kang to go to my house to get it."

"Then how can I do it?" Bai Lu smiled as if he had expected it, "I have contributed a lot to your hometown this time."

"In six years, I watched 51 dramas with you, now you won't even accompany me?" Bai Lu's voice was very low, not at all calm and restrained in Yan Ji's impression, it was like a child playing tricks like.

"Xiao Ju, why are you being nice to everyone but being stingy to me?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Ju replied flatly: "48 games."

"Once you left early due to personal reasons that you couldn't explain to me in detail, and twice you fell asleep in the middle. Then I never booked a ticket again." He said calmly, the only thing in their relationship that can be with How did the habit of romanticism fade away?

"Bai Lu." Yan Yan asked, "Is it you who terminated all the development projects in that area through your relationship?"

Bo Lu paused for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, he didn't deny it, but threw the question back: "Do you want it to be me?"

There is still no emotion in Yan Ji's words: "If it was you, I would like to express my gratitude, if not it would be better."

"It's really sad." Bo Lu said, but there was no look of sadness between the lines, "Go at night, I will definitely wait for you at the door early."

He sighed softly, and in a slow tone, tried to make Yan Ji soft-hearted by touching the common memories: "It was the show we saw on our first date, and it was from the same troupe. They haven't come to China for six years. The tour is over."

"Besides, Xiao Ju, don't you think it would be more fulfilling to give our relationship such an ending?" Bai Lu smiled, as if there was something in his words, as if implying something, "I know you, you What I dislike most is things that end abruptly, suddenly interrupted."

"You like things to start and end."

Listening to Bai Lu's words, Yan Ju pursed his lips unconsciously, and the hand that naturally fell by his side had clenched into a fist at some point.

But Bo Lu was probably really drunk, so he talked more and more vigorously, without any intention of stopping: "Okay, how about talking about your private life now?"

"Has Mr. Yan met new people recently? According to Kang Xueqing, there seems to be a little boy chasing you?" Bo Lu's voice was deep and deep, and there was some subtle sharpness hidden in his calm and breezy attitude, " You don't like that kind of frivolous kid, do you?"

Yan Ju frowned slightly: "You care?"

Bai Lu smiled: "Of course."

"I said before, I can't bear to part with you, and I will only have you by my side, if you—"

But before Bo Lu could finish the second half of his overly confident sentence, Yan Ju interrupted him directly: "Alright, Bo Lu."

"Everyone knows that what you want is not a lover." He said mockingly, and concluded, "It's a partner who meets all your standards."

Even worse, Yan Ji still has words, but he suddenly felt that arguing with Bo Lu about these past things is really too boring.

Not only is it disrespectful, it's also a waste of time.

"Don't do things you can't do. You're awkward, and I find it boring." He chuckled, "Hang up."

"Wait." Bai Lu said.

He didn't seem to want to defend himself, but he didn't feel too embarrassed. The way he spoke was the same as before, but he didn't seem so happy: "Xiao Ju."

"See you tonight." Bai Lu said without any rejection.

The staff who had left before went back and forth, gently reminding Yan Ju that it is really time to board the plane.

Yan Ju smiled at her and nodded, looked out the window and remained silent for a few seconds, and finally gave a reply to the person on the other end of the phone in an inaudible voice:

"Oh, I see."

The author says:

Anyone who knows what's going on tomorrow night can forgive me and won't say that I'm making glass slag, right 0v0?