Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 28

Want to say goodbye. ——Sanqing "Chishui"

Shen Shucheng got on the plane leaving Nancheng, and Shen Xin accompanied him along the way.

Shen Xin was wearing a blindfold on her head, and when she saw Shen Shucheng finally boarding the plane, she wondered, "Where did you go, I almost thought you weren't coming."

Shen Shucheng didn't answer when he heard the words, but sat beside him.

After a long time, Shen Shucheng noticed that Shen Xin was still waiting for his reply, and said, "I went to see a friend."

"Oh."

Shen Xin knew that Shen Shucheng once had a boyfriend, and that that person was in Nancheng now, but he didn't know who that person was.

Knowing all this is because Luo Yan kept talking about this point, cursing and cursing all day long.

Luo Yan also asked Shen Xin to watch Shen Shucheng more, if there were some unnatural things to report to her, but Shen Xin didn't take this reminder to heart, after all, Shen Shucheng was already an adult, love... It's not his and Luo Yan's turn to take care of it.

But Luo Yan seems to be unable to understand this until now.

The roar of the tail plane sounded, and the wings set off towards Zhanlan.

The beating of the heart was suppressed at this moment, Shen Shucheng closed his eyes, enjoying the rare intense weightlessness.

The north and south are separated.

In fact, Nancheng and Qingcheng are too far away to trek.

After Shen Shucheng got off the plane, he had to take a bus for several hours before he could really return to that small town.

After looking at the flying woods outside the window, Shen Shucheng suddenly remembered how Jiang Anqing spent those dozens of hours of train journey.

But maybe Jiang Anqing at that time was different from himself.

He is full of longing and hope.

Shen Shucheng's journey was much more boring than his. Shen Xin was a person who didn't talk very much, and Shen Shucheng himself didn't really want to talk, so he took out his ipad to write and draw. The rare time of ease, the song in Shen Shucheng's mind composed music The strings were twitched again.

Every time Shen Shucheng lost control, every time his inspiration came from Jiang Anqing.

Even if that man is so cruel.

The four words "I want to say goodbye" were written on the sticky note, Shen Shucheng could no longer pick up his pen, he didn't know what words to use to catch these four words.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the quiet bus, and Shen Shucheng answered it immediately.

"Brother Cheng!" It was Guan Xia's anxious voice: "Have you returned to Qingcheng now?"

Shen Shucheng looked out the window, "Not yet, but soon."

"Something happened!" Guan Xia said.

Shen Shucheng put the iPad in his hand into his bag and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Shucheng's calm and quiet attitude may have given Guan Xia some support, he stabilized his mood and continued to speak: "Nan..." Guan Xia wanted to talk about Nan Nan, but when he thought about these things now, he changed his name to Wu Nan.

"Wu Nan ran away with the music score."

"?" Shen Shucheng frowned, what does it mean to run away.

"Wu Nan took the songs you wrote and signed a contract with Su Ho." Guan Xia finally put the matter to rest with one sentence.

Shen Shucheng's eyes were instantly filled with strong emotions that could not be resolved.

"Soho signed him?"

"Well, just this morning."

Su Ho got his promise to consider signing a contract before, but now he suddenly signed a contract with Wu Nan, and Wu Nan brought all the music scores over, which shows that Shen Shucheng's plan to slow down the army has been seen through.

"What score did he take away?" Shen Shucheng asked.

"It's the latest song in the rehearsal room..." Guan Xia pursed her lips, and said with difficulty: "It's the one you said you'd sing later, Brother Cheng."

Shen Shucheng: "..."

I was depressed at the bottom of my heart, how could it be that song.

The composition style of the new song is different from the previous Sanqing. Since Wu Nan dared to steal it, it proves that Su Ho gave him a guarantee that he would not be seen through.

Thinking of Su Ho's methods, Shen Shucheng's brows never eased.

The birds outside the window gallop far away, the more north you go, the more free you are.

"It's okay." Shen Shucheng said, "He can leave if he wants."

Shen Shucheng has gradually gotten used to parting.

Guan Xia's mood was not relieved by Shen Shucheng's comfort, and she said straight: "That's your song...Brother Cheng, don't we take it back?"

Shen Shucheng thought of Jiang Anqing's resolute back, and the parting of Jiang Anqing's fabricated lies.

Think of the lyrics of the new song again.

【Want to say goodbye】

【I am stuck in the same place alone】

[Simply throw away everything, follow the instinct to say love you]

Shen Shucheng: "No need, I don't want to sing that song anymore."

Guan Xia froze in the rehearsal room holding his mobile phone. Pu Fanzhi next to him patted him on the shoulder several times before Guan Xia regained his senses.

Anyone who knew the relationship between Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng would know that it was written by Shen Shucheng to Jiang Anqing the first time they heard the song.

But now, Shen Shucheng said that he didn't want to sing anymore.

"That song is really nice..." Guan Xia tried to persuade him, but Pu Fanzhi beside him took the phone.

Pu Fanzhi stopped Guan Xia with his eyes.

"It's good to know, Brother Cheng, then we will wait for your return with peace of mind."

The next performance was also in the southern city, and Pu Fanzhi and Guan Xia did not leave the southern city.

Shen Shucheng's voice came through the electric current.

"The next stop is Sihai."

"Sihai?" Pu Fanzhi was stunned.

Sihai is a city near the sea, if you go to perform in Sihai, you can only get farther and farther away from Nancheng.

Shen Shucheng hummed, very decisive.

Pu Fanzhi was silent for a while, "Okay."

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"Acheng is back?"

"The boy has grown so tall." The uncle patted Shen Shucheng's shoulder with his hand, and smiled heartily: "It's good to be back."

Shen Shucheng was relaxed and didn't carry any luggage.

He has long hair and sharp black eyes.

"The hair is so long, let's cut it." A relative suggested, but someone immediately retorted: "Ah Cheng is a musician, so of course he has to grow long hair."

Shen Shucheng ignored their words and walked straight forward.

Ms. Gong Hongmei's tomb was erected on the back hill of Qingzhen. Luo Yan and the others also lived in Qingzhen, a remote town two hours away from Qingcheng.

When Shen Shucheng hurried back from school, he originally wanted to put his grandma's tomb in Qingcheng, but most of his relatives lived in Qingzhen, and Shen Shucheng was very quiet, so the tombstone was finally erected in the small town.

Luo Yan walked over in a long pink coat. She may not have met Shen Shucheng for a long time, but now she smiled flatteringly.

"Hey, we Shucheng are back? Come on, go home and have something to eat first."

Shen Shucheng stood still, Shen Xin leaned over with her bag on her back and said in a low voice, "I will sweep the grave tomorrow."

Shen Shucheng and many relatives looked at each other silently, and nodded in a stalemate.

Seeing him nodding, Luo Yan smiled hilariously, and hurriedly greeted many people to go home.

"The roof is not working anymore. When it rained a few days ago, water leaked from the corner of the wall." When Luo Yan said this, she looked at Shen Shucheng emphatically, expressing that her life was very poor.

Shen Shucheng just walked away indifferently, not saying anything to her.

A trace of embarrassment floated on the face of the deflated Luo Yan.

"Why are you saying these things in front of the children." Uncle Wu Li frowned and said, "Let them rest well first, they have already traveled all day."

Luo Yan quietly rolled her eyes, but smiled again when facing Wu Li: "Hey, good."

When everyone walked to the door of Luo Yan's house, they found that the house was a bit dilapidated as Luo Yan said, but there were four or five houses in a row, and there was a two-story attic. It didn't look like a leak.

Luo Yan asked Shen Xin to find a room for Shen Shucheng to live in first.

After leaving the noisy relatives, Shen Shucheng followed Shen Xin to his bedroom.

"Brother, there are too many relatives here, I can only wrong you to sleep with me first." Shen Xin said, he also called Shen Shucheng brother for the first time.

Simply Shen Shucheng didn't care, just nodded: "Yes."

It can be seen that Luo Yan loves this only son very much, and Shen Xin's bedroom is very clean.

Shen Xin saw that Shen Shucheng took out the ipad to write and draw again, so she couldn't help but move over curiously.

"Brother, you usually write scores like this, it's amazing."

Shen Xin went to university in Nancheng, majoring in financial management. At that time, Luo Yan cried and asked him to enroll in this major. Shen Xin loved music very much, but Luo Yan sternly rejected her when she wanted to take the art test.

Shen Shucheng hummed lightly, seeing that Shen Xin hadn't looked away, he raised his head and looked at him.

Shivering in shock from Shen Shucheng's eyes, Shen Xin quickly apologized and turned to pack her luggage.

Shen Shucheng sat at the desk and picked up a pen.

Although the previous song changed Sanqing's style and it was amazing, but Shen Shucheng, whose mood has changed now, only felt childish when he listened to it again.

Not hysterical enough, not crazy enough.

Still not enough.

Only after truly feeling the kind of heart-piercing can we understand that all the drums were too weak at the beginning.

It was a kind of sadness that hurt into the blood, as if being held down by the throat and unable to breathe.

Not enough, not crazy enough...

That was not qualified to be the song that Shen Shucheng gave to Jiang Anqing.

Shen Shucheng was immersed in composing the music, the sky was getting darker, green shade and flat fields could be seen everywhere in the town, there was a big window in Shen Xin's room, the powder of the setting sun came in, the horizon in the distance became a thin line, pulling To the endless horizon.