Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 24

"Mr. An, we have discussed the ending of the revised "Left Knife"." Qiu Lan took a sip of Lan Shan, who had put it on her face, "The new draft you sent has passed the review of the review team."

"The official publication time is expected to be within three months."

Jiang Anqing sat on the soft sofa beside him flipping a book, with a light gray blanket on his knees, and nodded slightly when he heard this, "Thanks for your hard work."

Qiu Lan looked around Jiang Anqing's furniture and found many objects from many years ago. She looked away and said that the coffee was good before getting up.

Seeing her get up, Jiang Anqing also lifted the soft blanket from her knees.

When Qiu Lan walked to the door, she turned around and said with a smile, "Does Teacher An have any plans for tonight?"

Jiang Anqing stood by the door. The soft cotton sweater made this man look a little more gentle.

"Well, class reunion." Jiang Anqing returned.

When Qiu Lan heard this, she nodded, and inadvertently asked, "College classmate?"

Qiu Lan has never been a talkative person, even if she cooperates with Jiang Anqing, she rarely exchanged pleasantries like this, but Jiang Anqing was in a better mood today, so she continued to answer: "No, it's a high school classmate."

Qiu Lan also knew Jiang Anqing's temperament, so she stopped the topic when she asked here, and just smiled: "Then you have a good relationship, and now you can join the table."

There are countless people who come and go in life. Even if you were a close friend who talked about everything, you may have to face parting one day.

Qiu Lan used to think that Jiang Anqing was indifferent to his feelings, but now he felt that this person was very nostalgic.

Qiu Lan left, leaving only Jiang Anqing and Ah Hua in the room.

Ah Hua avoided the perfume on Qiu Lan's body and ran into the study to stay there until Jiang Anqing came in to rescue her.

"Delicate." Jiang Anqing rubbed A'hua's head and hugged it into her arms.

After smelling the familiar scent of grass and trees, A'hua's head plunged into Jiang Anqing's arms, and her throat was whimpering coquettishly.

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The sky was getting late, an orange-yellow sunset was sprinkled on the horizon, and the street lights were turned on one by one.

When Jiang Anqing entered the restaurant, the waiter greeted him.

"Hi sir, how many people are there?"

Jiang Anqing's chin was mostly covered by the wide collar, and his voice was very soft: "The party is in the bamboo."

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately led Jiang Anqing upstairs.

Li Xiaoshan was tied down by work and said that he would not come here with Jiang Anqing after a while.

Jiang Anqing stood at the door of the private room, he could already faintly hear the laughter coming from inside.

Although it was a reunion of high school classmates, most of the people who came here happened to get together while traveling or working in Nancheng, and there were not many people.

Jiang Anqing pushed open the door of the private room and walked in.

He never thought that the person who raised his head and looked towards the door was Shen Shucheng.

Looking at each other, Jiang Anqing froze in place before stepping in the door.

Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi were sitting beside Shen Shucheng, and they immediately greeted each other warmly.

"An Qing, come and sit here!" Following Guan Xia's reminder, Jiang Anqing sat down.

Not many people came, maybe eight or nine of them, chatting about work and life.

"Who would have thought that among our high school classmates, there are both big stars and writers." Yuan Ming raised the wine glass in his hand while speaking: "An Qing, you have to punish yourself for being late."

Just as Jiang Anqing took off the thin scarf, he heard this joke. He didn't want to be cold-hearted when he first arrived, so he took the wine glass and drank it.

Guan Xia next to him tried to stop him but didn't stop him, Shen Shucheng sat aside and deliberately avoided looking there, and didn't speak.

Seeing that Jiang Anqing had really finished drinking, Yuan Ming clapped his hands and praised a few times: "When An Qing came to our school, he was from Nancheng at first glance. He spoke softly and softly. I didn't expect to drink a cup in a muffled voice after we haven't seen each other for a few years!"

Jiang Anqing's breath was warm, and he drank a cup heartily. The other students felt a little more friendly when they saw this.

Shen Shucheng sat on the side with a sullen face from the moment he came in, and at the beginning, not many people brought the topic to him.

But as the atmosphere became more and more heated, several students also asked about Shen Shucheng's recent situation.

Although Shen Shucheng's face was cold, he answered every question.

This attitude completely relaxed the situation.

Halfway through drinking, Yuan Ming suddenly leaned next to Jiang Anqing and said with a smile: "Why didn't you sit with Shen Shucheng? You two always get tired of being together in high school..."

The things that Shen Shucheng and Jiang Anqing had been together happened to a few familiar friends, and the other students didn't know about it, so they just asked curiously at this moment.

Jiang Anqing didn't know how to answer for a while, and was holding the wine glass in front of him tightly when the door of the room was pushed open again.

Li Xiaoshan and Ye Min walked in.

"Sorry, I'm late." Li Xiaoshan strode in, beside Ye Min who was wearing a red coat, very delicate.

Ye Min sat not far from Jiang Anqing, and said softly, "Long time no see."

Really long time no see.

Although Ye Min and Qiu Lan both work in Lengshui, Jiang Anqing doesn't see Ye Min often.

Jiang Anqing nodded: "Long time no see."

Before Jiang Anqing could speak to Li Xiaoshan, Yuan Ming, who was beside him, raised his voice and asked again because Jiang Anqing didn't answer him just now.

"Shen Shucheng, why don't you feel familiar with Jiang Anqing?" Yuan Ming asked.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little stalemate.

The other students didn't know what was going on, Li Xiaoshan and his group almost froze in place, so Shen Shucheng didn't let the atmosphere remain silent for too long, and took up the conversation.

"Long time no see." Shen Shucheng said lightly.

Jiang Anqing pursed her lips.

Yuan Ming raised his wine glass and sighed: "They are all old classmates, how can they be so unfamiliar because they haven't seen each other for so long!" Yuan Ming patted Guan Xia's shoulder across Jiang Anqing, and said with a smile: "What team are you joining? An Qing and Shen Shucheng sit together to catch up on the old days?"

All eyes were on Guan Xia for a moment, and he waved his hands with a helpless expression.

"That's right, Guan Xia, get out of the way!"

"Who doesn't know that Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng have the best relationship..."

"Let the two of them catch up with the people they haven't seen for a long time! Hurry up...hahaha."

There were more chatter in the room, and Guan Xia couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Anqing beside him with a look of pleading for help.

Jiang Anqing turned around and pulled up his jacket and said softly, "I'll sit there."

Guan Xia stammered anxiously: "An, An Qing... okay, okay?"

Yuan Ming and the others sighed: "Why can't it work, it's all a big man's whining!"

The jokes among the classmates were not malicious, Jiang Anqing got up, and Guan Xia could no longer sit in his seat and not get out of the way.

The sound of chair pulling sounded, and Jiang Anqing lingered around him with the smell of grass and trees.

Shen Shucheng's legs under the table tensed instantly, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"An Qing eats shrimp." Yuan Ming turned the wooden turntable on the dining table, recalling the past with a smile: "When we had dinner together, when I just wanted to eat shrimp, I was beaten by Shen Shucheng, saying that An Qing liked eating shrimp... ..."

When Yuan Ming spoke, he imitated people's tone and appearance ten-tenths.

Jiang Anqing suddenly realized that it was the real Shen Shucheng who was speaking while the wine fog was lingering.

"You put down that plate of shrimp! I ordered it for Ah Qing." Yuan Ming imitated Shen Shucheng with a smile, "Guess what happened in the end?"

The rest shook their heads in embarrassment.

Yuan Ming raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "This kid packed another three catties of crayfish when he walked out of the restaurant!" He raised three fingers, and the private room was full of laughter.

Shen Shucheng lowered his eyelids, and glanced at the crayfish in front of him.

"Eat shrimp, An Qing." Yuan Ming laughed.

Jiang Anqing's hand that raised the chopsticks trembled, and everyone stared at him.

This was the first time, Jiang Anqing felt that if the mirror was broken, it was broken, and no matter how much it was pasted, it would never be the same as before.

During the torment, Shen Shucheng beside him moved, and he suddenly reached out to hold Jiang Anqing's wrist.

"Don't pinch it." Shen Shucheng said, "You don't know how to peel shrimp."

Jiang Anqing subconsciously wanted to refute, how do you know that I haven't learned all these years, but in fact he still really can't.

Shen Shucheng's hands are extremely skilled, peeling the shells, twisting the heads, and pulling the shrimp threads.

Solved a shrimp in almost seconds.

Shen Shucheng put it into Jiang Anqing's bowl, and took a tissue to wipe his hands.

Jiang Anqing suddenly remembered what Li Xiaoshan said in just a few seconds.

Those letters he wrote to you, and the hot porridge he came over in the middle of the night, each and every one of them is a sign of relaxation.

Shen Shucheng turned his head and looked over, seeing Jiang Anqing's familiar eyes.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

With a bang, Jiang Anqing pulled away the chair and walked out.

There was a lot of voices at the wine table, and no one noticed that Shen Shucheng followed him out for a moment.

Ye Min took a spoonful of red date soup and said, "Aren't you going to have a look?"

Li Xiaoshan, who bowed his head to cook beside him, shook his head silently.

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woohoo-

The faucet sounded in the sink, Jiang Anqing rubbed his hands vigorously, his fingertips were red, and the barbs were painful.

"...Jiang Anqing."

Shen Shucheng unexpectedly followed.

Jiang Anqing was so frightened that she immediately turned to look at him.

Shen Shucheng stood in front of him and leaned against the door frame, "Have you recovered?" he asked.

Jiang Anqing took a very slight breath: "Okay." After he finished speaking, he continued to turn his head and wash his hands.

Shen Shucheng turned to look at Jiang Anqing in the mirror.

The next second Jiang Anqing raised his head, he met Shen Shucheng's eyes in the mirror.

long silence.

"Aqing..."

Hearing this, Jiang Anqing frowned fiercely, and he accidentally hissed the barb on his hand.

The restless imagination in his heart came true, Shen Shucheng called him Ah Qing softly.

Shen Shucheng walked over. He was all in black, and his eyes were black and shiny. There was the clarity and love that Jiang Anqing once fell into and couldn't extricate himself from.

"Can we stop quarreling?" Shen Shucheng slightly opened his eyes and asked.

The man's tall figure covered Jiang Anqing, and Shen Shucheng glanced over with sharp eyebrows. Inside was Jiang Anqing's gentleness that he had never seen in interview videos.

Shen Shucheng has changed in the eyes of others, becoming rebellious and unapproachable, indifferent and scary.

But Shen Shucheng didn't change at all in front of Jiang Anqing, he still had stars in his eyes, and called Ah Qing softly.

Jiang Anqing held back her tears and lowered her head, "There was no quarrel, Shen Shucheng, don't you understand?"

Shen Shucheng took a deep breath, the knuckles of his fingers resting on the sink turned white, but he still spoke with a hint of hope.

"We just had a fight, didn't we? You left suddenly and said you didn't like me anymore..."

Jiang Anqing didn't want to listen anymore, he immediately raised his hand to stop Shen Shucheng from continuing.

Shen Shucheng stayed where he was, until Jiang Anqing looked over, and he was no longer in those eyes.

"I don't like you anymore, Shen Shucheng."

Shen Shucheng held his breath, he felt that heartbreaking was nothing more than that, he didn't want to cry or cry, he just wanted to ask why.

Why did she suddenly dislike him, why did Jiang Anqing suddenly dislike herself? !

why? !

But Shen Shucheng just kept silent.

After Jiang Anqing uttered the first sentence, he became fluent.

"The breakup was voluntary, no one forced me, I just don't want to be with you anymore."

Shen Shucheng's throat was thirsty, but he couldn't open his mouth with trembling hands.

"Four years ago, on the square in Qingcheng..." Jiang Anqing answered the question they hadn't answered when they played games when they first met.

"That's what I want to say." Jiang Anqing stabbed Shen Shucheng again and again with a sharp sword in his hand.

"I do not like you anymore."

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