Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 3

Jiang Anqing grew up in Nancheng, and was used to the sweltering heat and humidity in the south. Only when he was in high school due to family reasons, he transferred to Qingcheng in the north and stayed for two years. It was there that he met Shen Shucheng.

The weather changes in the north are much more obvious than in the south city, and it is much colder in winter and autumn. Jiang Anqing, who has always been used to wearing thin clothes, was scolded by her deskmate for the first time because she forgot to change into a thick coat.

At that time, Shen Shucheng was not called Shen Shucheng, but his name was Shenzhou.

When we met for the first time, Jiang Anqing felt that this boy might have a bad temper, but he didn't hold on to this idea for long. The boy who didn't look too easy to provoke helped Jiang Anqing open the chair with one hand, and smiled brightly like the morning sun: "Hello, new classmate, my name is Shen Zhou, what's your name?"

"Jiang Anqing."

"An Qing? Which An? Which Qing?"

Jiang Anqing looked at Shen Zhou who was so familiar with him, and secretly comforted himself, saying that maybe the northerners are more warm.

Shen Zhou handed him a black signature pen, "Here, write it here." He spread his palms towards Jiang Anqing with a calm expression.

When Jiang Anqing met Shen Zhou for the first time, he wrote his name on the palm of his hand.

The young man with strong eyebrows carefully identified the name in his palm, and said with a smile, "Oh, so it's An Qing."

"Then I'll call you Ah Qing from now on, okay?"

Jiang Anqing looked at Shen Zhou's side face and nodded casually, "It's all right."

The memory was cut off by the sound of closing the door, and the cat in the room meowed a few times and walked gracefully to the feet of the returning owner.

Jiang Anqing messed up her hair, hung the key at the entrance, and picked up the cat, "Ah Hua, is she good?"

"Meow~"

Jiang Anqing poured a bowl of water for it before walking into the study.

His usual life is filled with work, and he rarely has the opportunity to keep thinking about the past like this. He doesn't know what happened today, but he always thinks of Shen Shucheng.

Jiang Anqing sat at the desk and turned on the computer. He had to add some polish to his new work, and Lengshui insisted on having more words.Jiang Anqing took out the pen in his pocket, took out a few pieces of draft paper, and started to write and draw. He was still used to filling the outline on the paper, which gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

"Jiang Anqing."

"Why don't you write your name on the book?" Shen Zhou didn't understand, "The first thing you do when you get a new book is to write your name, what a ritual thing!" Asked with a smile during class.

Jiang Anqing snapped her nails, "I'm not used to it."

Shen Zhou frowned lightly, "So it's not like you don't like it?"

Seeing Jiang Anqing nodding his head, Shenzhou immediately took all the books in front of him, and smiled, "Then let me write for you."

After speaking, he took out a pen and wrote down Jiang Anqing's name word by word, on the notebook of each subject.

In the following two years, the names on Jiang Anqing's books were all written by Shen Zhou.

In another new semester, Jiang Anqing habitually put the books on Shenzhou's desk, waiting for his deskmate. After a while, Shenzhou's laughter came first, "Ah Qing!"

"Look at the birthday present I gave you." Shenzhou smiled and handed the beautifully wrapped gift box to Jiang Anqing, "Open it and have a look."

The other boys who walked in after Shenzhou deliberately made envious voices, especially Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi who had the best relationship with Shenzhou, "Hey, brother Shen is not authentic, why is it that Fanzi and I have no birthdays?" A gift..."

Five or six boys stood in the aisle playing around. Jiang Anqing was good-looking and had good academic performance. Under Shen Zhou's leadership, he quickly got along with the people here, and faced their teasing Jiang Anqing didn't feel any embarrassment. Passed the gift from Shenzhou.

On the contrary, Shen Zhou, who sat next to him, anxiously clicked his tongue a few times, "Stay wherever you like, when have I forgotten your two birthdays? You're just talking nonsense... Go and go."

A group of people made a fuss and refused to leave, they insisted on seeing what Shenzhou's gift to Jiang Anqing was before giving up.

Jiang Anqing opened the gift box and found a fountain pen inside. The smooth and beautiful platinum-gold pen body was quietly wrapped in a soft cushion. Jiang Anqing's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, Shenzhou."

Shen Zhou's ears turned red, "It's okay, we're all brothers, no matter where you are."

Shen Zhou was the one who politely said that they were all brothers, and then the one who hugged Jiang Anqing on the road and yelled that I want to be with you while drinking was also Shen Zhou.

This person has always been a rascal.

Taking advantage of Jiang Anqing's soft heart, he conquered the city step by step.

"Meow~" The door of the study room was not closed tightly, A Hua ran in and rubbed Jiang Anqing's leg and acted like a baby.

After Jiang Anqing recovered, she realized that she had unconsciously written Shen Shucheng's name on a piece of paper.

Shen Shucheng changed his name at the beginning of his third year of high school, and the name Shen Shucheng was the one who accompanied him most after that, so Jiang Anqing preferred to call him Shen Shucheng.

Jiang Anqing tore open the paper full of names neatly, and crumpled it up in his hands. The notification tone of the text message sounded abruptly, and a WeChat message was received when the phone turned on.

Jiang Anqing clicked on the voice while hugging Ah Hua on her lap.

It was actually sent by Pu Fanzhi. Since graduating from high school, he hasn't had much contact with his classmates in Qingcheng, because the people who have a good relationship with him are of course also close with Shen Shucheng. Due to the embarrassing relationship between the two of them breaking up , Jiang Anqing didn't deliberately contact anyone, except Li Xiaoshan.

Jiang Anqing clicked on the voice, and it was very quiet there, only to hear a male voice asking: "Brother Jiang, long time no see, many of us happen to be here in Nancheng recently, so everyone wants to get together, many old classmates Now, do you want to come over?"

It's not that Jiang Anqing hasn't been to high school reunions, but most of the time, he didn't go to Shen Shucheng, or Shen Shucheng went and didn't go.

The two of them didn't agree to avoid each other on purpose, but they just didn't meet each other. I don't know what Shen Shucheng thinks. Anyway, he never thought about avoiding anyone on purpose.

But this time... Shen Shucheng is also in Qingcheng, I don't know if he will go, what will happen if the two meet.

Jiang Anqing had calmed down her emotions for more than four years, but since hearing Shen Shucheng's name today, there have been ripples, and she can no longer pretend that nothing happened.

The Ah Hua in her arms started to throb again, it couldn't figure out why the owner who was usually neat and crisp as if full of energy was always in a daze tonight.

Jiang Anqing turned on the screen and sent an ok emoji.

It was obvious that 5 minutes had passed since Pu Fanzhi sent the message, so Jiang Anqing's message indicated the time. Compared with the obvious entanglement here, Pu Fanzhi sent the message neatly.

"Next Monday, we have booked a hotel on Phoenix Street. See you at noon."

Jiang Anqing watched the news quietly while rubbing A Hua's little head.

Not long after, Pu Fanzhi sent another message, "We will arrive in Nancheng tomorrow morning, Brother Jiang, if you are free, you can come and play with us."

Jiang Anqing did not hesitate to send an emoji of Mao Mao nodding this time.

Seeing that Pu Fanzhi showed no sign of chatting anymore, Jiang Anqing wanted to stand up, but she caught a glimpse of the ball of paper on the desk from the corner of her eye.The small ball of paper looks a little lonely on the large table.

Jiang Anqing hugged Ah Hua in silence for a while, and finally walked over to pick up the paper ball.

He carefully spread out the messed up paper in front of him, and Shen Shucheng's handwriting rushed into his eyes. He flicked and stroked, boldly telling the secrets that the pen holder dared not reveal, as if mocking Jiang Anqing's cowardice .

Jiang Anqing put A'hua down, picked up the draft paper and stuffed it into the folder.