Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 15

Everything with guilt and regret is worth saying goodbye, and then in the spring of the coming year, bring a bouquet of flowers to greet calmly.

hi how are you doing

——"The End of the Lane III"

Shen Shucheng froze on the spot, clutching the cotton towel tightly with his fingers, the man opposite him had long hair and lost weight.

"I'm coming to find you."

"Shen Shucheng." Jiang Anqing greeted softly.

The white walls in the narrow corridor reflected the incandescent lamp above the head, and the manager standing aside repeatedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Since you know each other..."

Before the manager finished speaking, Pu Fanzhi and Guan Xia immediately winked at him.

Returning to the quiet corridor, Shen Shucheng and Jiang Anqing looked at each other a few steps away.

At this moment, there were no more layers of crowds between the two, nor was there any fog that floated to block the line of sight.

It is naked and bright.

A long time no see was hidden under the bottom of the tongue, no one turned it out first, Jiang Anqing couldn't say that sentence, Shen Shucheng didn't want to say that sentence.

"So..." Shen Shucheng finally said, "Why haven't you replied?"

Seeing Jiang Anqing's slightly puzzled eyes, Shen Shucheng repeated: "Why haven't you replied to my letter?"

Jiang Anqing had a panoramic view of Shen Shucheng's red eyes and his voice so stubborn that he was crying.

Such Shen Shucheng would always hit the weakness in his heart, making him abandon his reason and be defeated in an instant.

Jiang Anqing's eyes were uneasy, "What letter?"

He has never received a letter from Shen Shucheng...

Unexpectedly, such a simple question would completely tear Shen Shucheng's tight string like a steel wire.

Shen Shucheng threw down the towel in his hand as if emotionally broken, and Pu Fan beside him didn't have time to stop him, only to see Shen Shucheng shed tears in the public.

"You ask me?" Shen Shucheng's voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Because of that shitty address you mentioned, I've written you more than 1000 fucking letters over the years!"

Seeing this, the manager already knew that this was a constant entanglement, so he turned and left early.

Several people stood in a confrontation in the corridor.

It was said that it was a confrontation, but it was Shen Shucheng who was collapsing alone.

Guan Xia made a show of fighting, while Wu Nan frowned listening to Shen Shucheng's hoarse shout.

Jiang Anqing didn't know why he suddenly became like this. He wanted to go forward anxiously, but he didn't want Pu Fanzhi to raise his hand to stop him: "Brother Cheng's temper is coming up, I can't stop it, An Qing, you first..."

Before Pu Fanzhi finished speaking, Jiang Anqing just let out a soft cry.

"Shen Shucheng."

Jiang Anqing's voice was very soft, he was much thinner now than before, and he couldn't hear his voice clearly when pushing.

But Shen Shucheng, who was dragged and blocked on the opposite side, just took a deep breath and stopped.

Guan Xia who stood in front of him looked shocked, but everyone came back to their senses in an instant.

This is not someone else, this is Jiang Anqing.

It was Jiang Anqing who Shen Shucheng ran all over Qingcheng to find back when he was in high school.

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips tightly, trying not to let her voice tremble, and only heard him say in silence for a long while: "Let's go out and talk."

The fangs and minions were retracted properly, Shen Shucheng took a deep breath, but the redness in his eyes still hasn't faded.

I saw Shen Shucheng bent down and picked up the towel on the ground with several gray footprints on it, raised his hand and walked out with his shoulders.

Shen Shucheng's back passed Jiang Anqing and disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Jiang Anqing turned her head and nodded and smiled at Pu Fanzhi, Guan Xia, and Wu Nan.

"Sorry, excuse me first."

Pu Fanzhi was stunned and didn't answer, Guan Xia just waved his hands and said, "It's okay, Brother Jiang, let's talk slowly later."

The pleasantries ended here, Jiang Anqing turned around and followed along the back door that Shen Shucheng had just walked through.

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After the performance, fans spontaneously took pictures outside the venue, and the crowd held the light sticks for a long time without leaving the venue.

The outside of the iron gate in the backstage of the venue looked a little bleak in comparison, and only Mu Tong was checking the news from time to time with his mobile phone in his hand.

Cold Water-Editor-Mu Tong: [Mr. An, where have you been? I'm at the iron gate behind the performance venue. 】

Cold Water-Editor-Mu Tong: [sending location]

I ran into Li Xiaoshan by chance just now, and Mu Tong said anxiously that he couldn't find Jiang Anqing. The other party only thought for a while, and said calmly: "If you can't find anyone, go to the backstage and have a look."

Mu Tong wanted to cry but had no tears: "Sanqing's performance backstage isn't something you can get in if you want."

Li Xiaoshan shrugged his shoulders, "I remember there seems to be a back door here, you can go there to block him."

Mu Tong had already left before she had time to thank Li Xiaoshan. She was only surprised to think that Li Xiaoshan and Teacher An were friends for ten years, and she even knew where to look for her if she got lost.

When the cold wind blows at night, Mu Tong, who only wore a blue dress underneath to dress up nicely, trembled while holding his arms.

Jiang Anqing has always been a well-organized person who takes care of things before and after and does not cause any trouble to others. This time, he alone forgot that Mu Tongquan was an ungentlemanly act when he became dizzy after hearing Shen Shucheng.

The iron door beside him slammed, and the door panel bounced off the wall and swayed leisurely.

Mu Tong was startled when he heard the sound, and immediately turned his head to look over, only to find that it was Shen Shucheng.

After leaving the stage, Shen Shucheng lost the bond with fans, and only pure indifference remained when facing others.

Glancing at the girl in front of him with sharp eyes, Shen Shucheng frowned and said in a low voice, "Who are you looking for?"

Mu Tong hugged his coat tightly and opened his mouth, shivering from the cold.

"I, I'm looking for... An, An..."

Just when Shen Shucheng's patience was about to run out and he wanted to call someone to take her out, there was a voice of doubt behind him.

"Mu Tong?" Jiang Anqing looked at Mu Tong trembling with his arms folded, the girl's cheeks were flushed by the wind.

"Teacher An!" Mu Tong's eyes lit up, and Li Xiaoshan was right.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Anqing stepped forward and asked, frowning slightly when she saw Mu Tong, ready to take off her coat.

"Wait for you, I won't be able to find the teacher once the performance is over, I just happened to meet Li Zuo and came here." The girl said with a smile.

His hands were already on the buttons of his coat, but Jiang Anqing's eyes fell on Shen Shucheng who was standing in the shadow on the other side.

He took his hand back.

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips and smiled, the gentle look Mu Tong was most familiar with.

"I'm really sorry today. It was my negligence. Shall I call you a car dealer?" Jiang Anqing asked.

As soon as Mu Tong heard it, she knew that Jiang Anqing had other things to do next. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No need for Teacher An, I can go back by myself. You are busy."

Shen Shucheng suddenly sneered.

Jiang Anqing and Mu Tong turned their heads and looked over together.

Shen Shucheng saw the red ribbon wrapped around Mu Tong's wrist, "Come to see the show?"

Mu Tong concealed his excitement and nodded lightly, "I like you very much, and I also like Sanqing very much. Your songs are very nice."

Shen Shucheng's eyes circled around Jiang Anqing.

"Want to sign?" he asked.

Mu Tong, who was hit by the big surprise, was stunned and couldn't say a complete sentence. It wasn't until Jiang Anqing pushed her gently behind him that he came back to his senses.

"Yes, is it possible?" Mu Tong stepped forward and hurriedly took out a T-shirt jointly signed by the three youths.

"Just sign here."

Shen Shucheng took the T-shirt and suddenly realized that he didn't have a pen at hand, but seeing Mu Tong's happy expression and Jiang Anqing's gaze, he couldn't regret it anymore.

"Give."

At some point, Jiang Anqing walked up to him and handed him a pen.

The golden pen body has no trace of rust, and it can be seen that it is very cared for.

Shen Shucheng closed his eyes and took it.

Mu Tong on the side covered his mouth and said softly: "Mr. An, it's not very good, that pen is your favorite..."

Jiang Anqing shook her head and said it was okay.

Shen Shucheng made a big stroke, and neat and unrestrained handwriting was outlined on the white T-shirt.

After returning the T-shirt to Mu Tong, Shen Shucheng closed the cap of the pen with a soft ding.

The golden fountain pen was held in Shen Shucheng's hand, and his fingers stroked the body of the pen a few times.

"Teacher An... like this pen very much?" Shen Shucheng asked.

Shen Shucheng never dreamed that Jiang Anqing still had this pen.

That Jiang Anqing who left without saying goodbye, that Jiang Anqing who woke her up in the middle of the night, that Jiang Anqing who said she wanted to forget but seemed to be seared in her heart.

He still has the pen.

As dull as Mu Tong, at this moment, he also discovered the atmosphere between Shen Shucheng and Jiang Anqing that outsiders could not penetrate.

"Mr. An, the car I called has arrived, I'm leaving first."

The girl waved her hand and turned to leave.

It was dark outside the back door of the performance venue, and Jiang Anqing turned her head to look worriedly.

At this moment, being caught by Shen Shucheng, the man's voice came out with an inexplicable meaning.

"As soon as you turn the corner, there is a big road, and there are many fans outside." Shen Shucheng explained.

Jiang Anqing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

That pen was still held in Shen Shucheng's hand.

"Pen..." Just as Jiang Anqing opened his mouth, Shen Shucheng took a deep breath.

"Why do you still keep it?"

This was the second time tonight, Jiang Anqing heard Shen Shucheng's crying voice.

The innocence that he had just pretended in front of Mu Tong was torn apart, revealing the bloody wound inside.

Shen Shucheng's eyes were red, "Didn't you say we broke up? Why do you still keep it?"

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips tightly, "I really like it."

"Oh." Shen Shucheng: "It's not good to still use your ex's things after breaking up."

Holding a gun with a stick not only stabbed Jiang Anqing, but also made Shen Shucheng himself so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Familiar with Jiang Anqing, looking at Shen Shucheng's stubborn appearance, I don't know his current mood.

He only called softly, "Shen Shucheng."

The rest of the words were swallowed by Jiang Anqing at the bottom of her throat, and she restrained herself from speaking.

But Shen Shucheng knew that what Jiang Anqing wanted to say was, Shen Shucheng, don't make trouble.

Once upon a time, Shen Shucheng heard Jiang Anqing tell him to stop making trouble countless times.

But now I can only hear him calling his name.

The pen was returned.

Shen Shucheng raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, the alley was too dark, Jiang Anqing couldn't see whether he was crying or not only by the moonlight.

The two looked at each other in silence, only the sound of wind and breathing remained in the narrow alley.

The thoughts in their eyes poured out, and the emotions in their eyes were equally strong.

Shen Shucheng wanted to get close to Jiang Anqing, he thought like crazy, he wanted to kiss him, he wanted to hug him, he wanted to do the most intimate things in the world with him, and talk about the most frank and secret love words.

But no one moved.

Jiang Anqing's clear eyes showed a silent refusal with shackles.

"Shen Shucheng, we should let it go."

Different from the surging love and desire when the two met four years ago, this reunion after many years is full of restraint and forbearance.

Shen Shucheng was far away from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and came to Nancheng with the green characters engraved on his body.

I only heard Jiang Anqing say, we should let go.

And Shen Shucheng couldn't say a word, I don't want it.