Chapter 230 I'm Sorry
Chapter 230 I'm Sorry
After Mo Jun packed his luggage, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Mo Jun opened the door and saw An Qianji who was drenched all over. Mo Jun was stunned and said, "Qian Ji, are you okay?"
An Qianji didn't speak.
Mo Jun patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come in quickly, change your clothes, don't catch a cold."
An Qianji walked into Mo Jun's house, Mo Jun found clean clothes for him to wear, put a towel on his head, An Qianji wiped his hair with the towel, Mo Jun said: "He bullied you ?”
An Qianji smiled bitterly, and said, "No, he just doesn't love me, how can he be bullying me?"
Mo Jun sighed, patted An Qianji's head, and said, "I've said it all, you don't have to force yourself so much, he treats you badly, and I'm the one."
An Qianji looked at Mo Jun and whispered, "Senior, I..."
Mo Jun said with gentle eyes: "I know, Qian Ji, you just regard me as a senior and a good friend, but it doesn't matter, as long as you let me stay by your side, as long as you go to the United States with me, I can take care of you .”
An Qianji whispered: "Thank you, Senior Mo Jun."
It was late at night, and An Qianji didn't come back, so Cen Qianqiu took out his cell phone and called him.
In Mo Jun's apartment, An Qianji was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Mo Jun helped him arrange his clothes. When he saw his vibrating phone, Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello? "
"Hey, Qianji, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet?" Cen Qianqiu asked eagerly.
Mo Jun laughed and said, "Mr. Cen, Qian Ji fell asleep, do you have anything to do with him?"
Cen Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and his voice became cold: "Mo Jun? How could Qian Ji be with you? What did you do to him?"
"What did you do to him? I should ask you this question." Mo Jun was a little angry, "Qian Ji is such a gentle person, how did you hurt him like this? You know he was soaked when he came to me ?"
Cen Qianqiu clenched his phone tightly and frowned, did he hurt Qian Ji?Could it be that Qian Ji misunderstood the conversation between him and his sister?
"Let An Qianji answer the phone." Cen Qianqiu said in a deep voice.
"I'm sorry, Qian Ji has fallen asleep, I can't bear to wake him up." Mo Jun raised the corners of his lips and said.
"You bastard!!" Before Cen Qianqiu finished speaking, Mo Jun hung up the phone. Cen Qianqiu was holding the phone tightly, with gloomy eyes, he picked up his coat and hurriedly left the apartment.
Cen Qianqiu asked his subordinates to check Mo Jun's residence, and then he flew over and knocked on Mo Jun's door vigorously. After a while, Mo Jun opened the door, and he, who was wearing home clothes, folded his arms and looked at some people indifferently. The embarrassed Cen Qianqiu.
"Mr. Cen, it's so late, I don't know why you came to see me?" Mo Jun said, blocking the door.
Cen Qianqiu pushed Mo Jun away, walked into the apartment, looked around, and said viciously, "Where's An Qianji?"
"What are you talking about?" Mo Jun said calmly.
Cen Qianqiu grabbed Mo Jun's collar and said, "Stop pretending to me, what about Qian Ji? Where did you hide An Qianji?!"
Mo Jun didn't struggle, looked at him, and said unhurriedly: "Who are you from Qianji? Boyfriend? Or lover? There is nothing between you, right?"
Cen Qianqiu was stunned, Mo Jun shook off his hand, straightened his collar and said, "You are nothing, you don't care where Qian Ji is."
"I don't care?!" Cen Qianqiu sneered, and was about to hit Mo Jun with a punch. The door of the room opened, and An Qianji, who was wearing pajamas, came out. He looked at Cen Qianqiu and said coldly: "Qianqiu, don't It's messed up."
When Cen Qianqiu saw An Qianji, his expression softened a little. He walked over, grabbed An Qianji's wrist, and said, "Go, let's go home."
An Qianji stood still, Cen Qianqiu looked at him suspiciously and said, "What's wrong?"
"Qianqiu, I heard what you said to that woman. Is she your new love? You said I was just playing with you." Facing Cen Qianqiu who was so calm, An Qianji couldn't believe it, maybe it was her heart If you die, you won't be swayed by this person anymore, right?
Cen Qianqiu sighed, and said: "You really heard me talking to her, Qian Ji, you misunderstood, she is my sister, not my new love."
"Your sister?" An Qianji did not expect it, he said, "But what you said to her is true, right? You say I don't count for anything."
"Qian Ji..." Cen Qianqiu took a step forward, An Qianji looked at him, a tear suddenly fell, Cen Qianqiu was startled, a little at a loss: "Qian Ji, Qian Ji, what's wrong with you?"
An Qianji looked at Cen Qianqiu, and his voice was a little out of control: "Cen Qianqiu, why are you? I'm afraid you have forgotten our first meeting, right?"
"Meeting for the first time?" Cen Qianqiu frowned, and said, "Isn't it the first time we met in the studio? You mistakenly thought I was a model, and you gave me makeup..."
An Qianji shook his head and said, "You really forgot. The first time we met was at the night market. You got drunk and dragged me into an alley and kissed me."
Cen Qianqiu blinked blankly, he thought about it carefully, and had some vague impressions, he really wanted to slap himself, how could he even forget such an important thing? !
An Qianji looked at Cen Qianqiu and said: "Since that night, I have liked you. I have liked you for many years. As long as it is related to you, I put it all in the iron box and treat it as a treasure. That There is a piece of paper in the iron box with a zero written on it, don’t you know what that is? That’s the probability, I calculated it, the probability of you falling in love with me.”
Cen Qianqiu's body trembled, and he looked at An Qianji in disbelief. He knew An Qianji's feelings for him, but he didn't expect him to bury it for so long, and the love was so deep.
Cen Qianqiu looked at the tear-stained person, and suddenly realized that he was not worthy, not worthy of being liked by An Qianji like this, and...not worthy of liking An Qianji.
An Qianji turned around, walked into the room, closed the door, and Cen Qianqiu raised his hand, caressing the door weakly, and said: "Qian Ji, I'm sorry, I know this can't make up for the harm I caused you, but... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. of……"
"Mr. Cen, you should go." Mo Jun said coldly, Cen Qianqiu's heart trembled, he took a deep look at An Qianji's closed door, turned around, and left the apartment.
An Qianji leaned against the door, and his body slowly slid down. Very good, he did a good job, and he broke up with Cen Qianqiu. An Qianji knew that what he did was right, but for some reason, his heart But so uncomfortable?
Since then, Cen Qianqiu has never come to An Qianji again, and An Qianji will still go to Tong Ye's house to play. Tong Ye told him that Qianqiu has changed his mind, and he will go home obediently to be his young master of the Cen family. In a few years, the family business will be inherited.
An Qianji, who heard the news, was playing with Chen Xiaotuan, and the building blocks in his hand were placed in the wrong place. Yes, even Cen Qianqiu will grow up one day. Qianqiu returned to Cen's house, and he will never be that person again. The exquisite-looking photographer with mid-length hair is the high-ranking young master of the Cen family, the heir of the group. Maybe their lives will never intersect again?
An Qianji remembered that night a few years ago, under the street lamp, Cen Qianqiu's silhouette was so beautiful, with twinkling eyes and a smile on his lips, everything was just right.
An Qianji smiled, even if it was just an unrequited love with zero probability, but that night was the most beautiful experience in his life.
one year later.
United States.
On the twelfth floor of a luxurious apartment building on Fifth Avenue, Mo Jun was wearing an apron and poured a little red wine into the steak in the pot. He smelled the aroma and shouted: "Qian Ji!"
"What's the matter, senior?" An Qianji walked into the kitchen, and Mo Jun said, "Can I trouble you to buy some spices from the supermarket in Chinatown. The supermarkets on our street don't sell this kind of spices."
An Qianji nodded and said, "Okay, the senior worked so hard to cook for me, so it's only natural for me to run some errands."
An Qianji went downstairs, took a taxi to Chinatown, bought some spices, and was about to get in the taxi, when suddenly he felt a chill behind his back, An Qianji frowned, turned his head, but didn't notice anything unusual.
Is it because I am overthinking... An Qianji shrugged, got into the taxi, looked out the window, the changing street scene in New York City, An Qianji felt a little emotional, because of the company's scheduling, it has been a year since he came to the United States Well, it happened that the senior was also in the United States, so they became roommates.
Although the senior had confessed to him before, but he refused, the relationship between the two is still the senior and the junior, and what makes An Qianji happy, recently the senior Mo Jun also found his true love, and according to the speed of their development , I guess I will find a new residence soon to make room for them.
As for An Qianji, he had a good year too. He took on a few big-show makeups and gradually made a name for himself internationally. Gu Li sent him to the United States for two years. His career was booming. My parents in my hometown renovated the house.
It should be said that everything went well, as for the relationship... An Qianji lowered his eyes, maybe the iron box was still firmly pressed in his heart, An Qianji was a little unsure, whether he would still be in this life fall in love with another person.
Back on the fifth avenue, I hurried upstairs with the spices, opened the door, senior Mo Jun’s boyfriend Dylan was also there, senior Mo Jun’s boyfriend was an international student, smaller than the senior, but taller than the senior, with short hair , with a surfer-like fit figure and wheat complexion, coupled with a sculpture-like handsome silhouette, An Qianji felt that this kid must be very popular in college...
However, Dylan, who has many suitors, has been in the United States for two years, but he has never been in a relationship. On Christmas Eve, he saw Senior Mo Jun who had just arrived in the United States dragging his suitcase and fell in love at first sight. The little wolf dog wagged his tail and tried his best After chasing senior Mo Jun, An Qianji couldn't help giving him a thumbs up for his persistence.
In fact, in terms of persistence, who can compare to An Qianji?It's just that people's persistence has got a good result.
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