Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter No.17

"Three days? You haven't contacted him for three days and now he wants to come to me?" Li Xiaoshan frowned and raised his hand to other people present to signal him to go out to answer the phone.

The staff members in the shooting location looked back, and when Li Xiaoshan closed the door and walked out, Chen Li said, "It's okay, let's continue shooting."

"Change your look."

Mu Tong trembled in the office holding the landline.

"There is really no other way. Teacher An has not answered the phone and has no news."

Li Xiaoshan had already walked to the big balcony outside the floor, on a rare sunny day, the sun hit his forehead, but it made Li Xiaoshan feel like he was in a trance because he was angry and his forehead was hot.

Li Xiaoshan took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket and took out a cigarette, frowned and asked: "Are you sure it's not that he's been writing in the dark again?"

Jiang Anqing seems to be quite easy to talk to, and he is soft and gentle with everyone, but anyone who knows him well knows that this person is very stubborn when encountering persistent things, and he is almost indifferent.

Li Xiaoshan told him no less than ten times just about not answering the phone while writing a manuscript.

Things are improving now though...

"No, Zuo Dao is just short of finalizing the draft. Teacher An will not not answer the phone at this time." Mu Tong pursed her lips, which is why she was so anxious.

The smoke swayed into the air with Li Xiaoshan's breathing.

"I'll go to his house to have a look." Li Xiaoshan said.

Mu Tong's voice was full of surprise: "Then thank you so much! It really helped Li Zuo a lot!"

The red cigarette butt was wiped out by Li Xiaoshan on the black railing of the balcony. His brows did not relax because of Mu Tong's thanks, but he said with anger in his tone: "Don't thank me, I only thought of looking for me now, you guys Proofreading was kicked in the head by a donkey, what if something really happened during this time?"

Mu Tong hugged the phone that was hung up and was so frightened that he almost burst into tears.

The sound of high heels sounded beside her, "Xiao Mu? Why are you crying?" Ye Min asked.

"Sister Ye..." After seeing Ye Min, Mu Tong sniffed his nose to hold back tears, "I haven't been able to contact Teacher An. I just thought that I might call Li Zuo to ask questions. I didn't expect to be scolded."

While tidying up the manuscripts on the desktop, Mu Tong wondered: "Do they usually not contact each other for three days? It sounds like Li Zu is less clear about Teacher An's daily schedule than I am."

Ye Min's red nails tapped on the vertical window of the office grid, "Little girl, this is the world of adults, do you think it's like being in an ivory tower of a university where you can chat and make phone calls every day?"

"It's not bad for friends to meet once a week." Ye Min said, "What's more, Li Xiaoshan and Jiang Anqing are both busy with work. Don't look at Li Xiaoshan always saying that Jiang Anqing is a workaholic. He is actually not much better. I wish I could 24 hours in the office."

Mu Tong blinked, and nodded after a while.

"No wonder I always feel that Teacher An is lonely."

Ye Min was choked by Mu Tong's words, unable to recover for a long time.

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Boom, boom, boom.

Li Xiaoshan stood outside the apartment door and slammed on the door vigorously. It had been 10 minutes, and Jiang Anqing hadn't come to open the door yet.

Is it really not at home?

Li Xiaoshan continued to knock on the door while calling Jiang Anqing.

"An Qing? An Qing? Jiang An Qing?!"

"Damn!" The phone was automatically hung up when no one answered, Li Xiaoshan cursed in a low voice, "Where did the brat go?" He frowned and quickly scrolled through the list.

The name and phone number of Shen Shucheng, which was added to the address book just yesterday, were impressively listed.

Li Xiaoshan's fingers floated on Shen Shucheng's name for a long while, but he still didn't dial it.

Jiang Anqing definitely didn't like to find Shen Shucheng by herself.

After pondering for a while, Li Xiaoshan called Jiang Anqing instead.

beep - beep - beep -

Along with the waiting phone ringing, the door opposite the apartment was suddenly opened.

Jiang Anqing lives in a flat-floor apartment, more than 200 square meters, with only one neighbor next door, an aunt.

"Young man, why don't you sleep in the morning? I heard you smashed the door for a long time." The aunt said.

Li Xiaoshan froze on the spot holding the phone, "I'm really sorry, my friend can't be contacted, I'm a little worried about him..."

"Friend?" The aunt looked at the closed door of the apartment opposite, "You mean the handsome guy from the opposite house?"

Li Xiaoshan nodded immediately, "Yes, do you know if he is at home? Did you hear him go out?"

The aunt leaned on the door frame and said, "The sound insulation of the apartment is very good, how can I hear it? If you didn't smash it too loudly, I wouldn't be able to come out now."

This means that I don't know.

Li Xiaoshan sighed: "Okay, thank you."

Before turning around, the aunt suddenly remembered something and said: "I only saw him once a few days ago. It was raining heavily that night, and your friend drove back by himself, and then took risks one after another. The rain ran from the garage to the house many times... as if it was moving something."

As soon as the aunt finished speaking, Li Xiaoshan's eyes fell on the underground garage door of Jiang Anqing's apartment, and he repeated in a low voice, "Moving things?"

"That's right, but that happened a few days ago, and now I don't know if he's at home, young man, knock on the door softly." The aunt closed the door after she finished speaking.

"Hey?"

The phone was connected, and a man's voice came from the mobile phone he was holding.

Li Xiaoshan was half surprised and half annoyed.

"Jiang Anqing!" He called Jiang Anqing's name word by word, "Are you at home or where have you gone? The editor of Lengshui called me when he couldn't find you! What's the matter with you? I said How many times have I had to write a manuscript without answering the phone, or I have to go back when I see a missed call after writing..."

Compared to Li Xiaoshan who started talking non-stop as soon as the connection was made, Jiang Anqing seemed much calmer.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm at home..." Jiang Anqing's voice was hoarse and terrible, which could almost be described as glass scratching a blackboard. He said, "The phone is out of battery, just recharged it."

Li Xiaoshan was startled: "Ancestor, stop talking with your voice, come here and open the door for me."

Jiang Anqing hummed, and just about to say yes, Li Xiaoshan repeated: "Shut up."

Jiang Anqing put down her phone, looked up and saw that the entire bedroom was covered with letters, on the bed, on the desk, and on the carpet.

Every letter, without exception, was written, the sender was Shen Shucheng, and Jiang Anqing personally signed it.

Jiang Anqing didn't know how long he had read these letters, but now he felt a headache.

He walked out of the bedroom, his legs going weak.

With a soft click, the huge anti-theft door of the apartment opened in front of him. Before Li Xiaoshan could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Jiang Anqing.

A Jiang Anqing with swollen and lifeless eyes, sunken cheeks and protruding collarbone.

Li Xiaoshan: "..."

Jiang Anqing asked him to come in sideways, "Why are you here, who called you?"

The voice was still hoarse and harsh.

Li Xiaoshan was furious, distressed and angry, he wished he could grab Jiang Anqing's collar and scold him.

"How did you make yourself like this?" Li Xiaoshan wanted to continue talking, but seeing Jiang Anqing like that, all his words were swallowed back, and he only answered Jiang Anqing's question.

"Your proofreading editor in Lengshui, Mu Tong, called me and said that he hadn't seen you for three days, and scared the little girl to death."

While talking, Li Xiaoshan walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinet to see if there was anything to eat.

As a result, I saw an empty refrigerator and half-cut or even withered cabbage on the chopping board.

Li Xiaoshan sulked with his arms crossed, Jiang Anqing was dumbfounded.

"What have you eaten these days?" Li Xiaoshan asked while taking out his mobile phone.

"How many days?" Jiang Anqing stabbed.

Li Xiaoshan hissed, and said my fault a few times, "You open the memo on your phone and type with me, ancestor, don't talk."

Jiang Anqing followed what Li Xiaoshan said.

【Eat noodle. 】

When the two words were displayed in front of Li Xiaoshan, he was scolded at the same time, "Lie!"

Li Xiaoshan glanced at the trash can, there were only fruit peels in it, where did the flour bag come from?

Glancing at Jiang Anqing who was sitting quietly at the dining table, Li Xiaoshan's question became more and more intense.

After a while, a loud roar erupted in the apartment.

"Don't tell me you haven't eaten for the past few days, have you?"

Jiang Anqing bowed his head and typed.

[Eat, there are cakes at home. 】

Li Xiaoshan turned his head and indeed saw the cream stains on the cake on the counter.

Don't need to guess, Jiang Anqing can't do such extreme things normally, even if he writes like crazy, he can't do it. The only answer is the one that has always been the answer.

"Because of Shen Shucheng?" Li Xiaoshan frowned and asked.

Jiang Anqing shook his head.

Li Xiaoshan didn't believe him anymore, he was about to call Shen Shucheng with his mobile phone.

"I'll call someone over, what's going on with you two, what are you doing to yourself one by one..."

Jiang Anqing didn't make any drastic moves, even though Li Xiaoshan said he would call Shen Shucheng.

The sound of beep was very clear in the room.

But Li Xiaoshan gritted his teeth and hung up because he saw Jiang Anqing sitting there with red eyes.

"Damn!" Li Xiaoshan said in a low voice, covering his head.

"Come back tomorrow, I'll be fine." Jiang Anqing said.

This sentence is no stranger to Li Xiaoshan. Jiang Anqing said it a certain day a few years ago. At that time, Jiang Anqing's situation was even worse than it is now.

Li Xiaoshan was petrified, he really left that day, but the next day, as Jiang Anqing himself said, he recovered.

Become more silent, quieter.

Now the same situation happened again, Li Xiaoshan didn't dare to leave again.

The first time Jiang Anqing became silent, now that Jiang Anqing has become dumb after leaving.

"Shen Shucheng, Shen Shucheng, Shen Shucheng, since you can't let go, why can't you forget about being together?" Li Xiaoshan said angrily.

This is the first time, Jiang Anqing replied.

"We can't be together anymore."

"Why?" Li Xiaoshan frowned.

"Shen Shucheng's grandma passed away..." Jiang Anqing said, "It's because of me."

"What?" Li Xiaoshan was stunned, only to hear Jiang Anqing whisper: "His grandma heard about my relationship with Shen Shucheng when he was hospitalized."

"The old man couldn't stand the blow and passed away in the hospital that night."

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips tightly, and stared at Li Xiaoshan with red eyes, like staring into a mirror, as if she was talking to Li Xiaoshan, more like she was using these words to persuade herself.

"Shen Shucheng's aunt knelt in front of me that night and begged me to let Shen Shucheng go... She also said that the last words Shen Shucheng's grandma said before she died was to let Shen Shucheng's descendants be full."

Since then, the words "children and grandchildren full house" have become the shackles between Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng, and they have been released.

Jiang Anqing broke up.

There is no going back.

作者有话要说：祝大家新年快乐呀~感谢在2021-02-1110:42:14~2021-02-1210:57:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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