Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 30

"Shen Shucheng, look."

The young man Jiang Anqing was lying on his back on the wet lawn, his fingers stretched upwards to reach the sky.

"I seem to be able to catch the stars." Jiang Anqing said.

The stars shone dotted above the head, and a few scattered between the slender five fingers fell into the eyes of the two teenagers.

"Ah." Shen Shucheng responded, imitating Jiang Anqing's movement and reaching up.

The sky in summer night hangs very low, as if you can really catch the stars with your hands.

As the cool wind blew, Jiang Anqing's sleeves flew upwards, and Shen Shucheng subconsciously grabbed his hand.

Interlocking fingers, Shen Shucheng only heard Jiang Anqing smile softly.

With his southern soft tone, he smiled and said, "I've hooked the stars."

-

Shen Shucheng squinted on the table, and when he woke up, he heard the sound of Shen Xin washing up on the balcony.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Shen Xin spat out the foam in her mouth, "I didn't let you go to bed because I was afraid of waking you up."

Shen Shucheng wrote lyrics until early in the morning, and fell asleep for some reason just now, rubbing the back of his neck and shaking his head: "It's okay."

Shen Xin smiled foolishly, seeing Shen Shucheng's dazed look, she immediately remembered the conversation last night.

After waking up, Shen Xin realized that she had eaten a leopard and dared to spy on Shen Shucheng's love life.

Fortunately, Shen Shucheng did not pursue it.

Shen Xin washed her face with cold water, and silently counted the number of years since Shen Shucheng's high school.

sky……

Almost nine years.

Shen Xin's ears and nose were washed with cold water, he suddenly thought in a trance, how could someone take nine years to love someone.

Shen Shucheng and that boyfriend from back then probably don't have any contact with each other now.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Shucheng's voice sounded from behind.

Shen Xin quickly dried her face and moved away: "Brother, you can wash it."

Shen Shucheng raised his eyebrows and watched the kid run downstairs in a panic, without saying a word.

By the time we went downstairs, almost everyone had come out.

Gong Hongmei's tomb stands on the back mountain, about half an hour's walk away, Luo Yan suggested that everyone come together and walk up the mountain to show their filial piety.

Shen Shucheng had always walked up the mountain on foot, so he didn't have much objection, but a group of strong middle-aged men complained.

"I really want to come out as soon as I come out. Angkor, you should take care of this woman."

Wu Li wiped his forehead with a sweat towel, "I can't control her."

Shen Shucheng and Shen Xin walked together, falling behind the crowd.

Autumn in Qingcheng is coming soon, green mixed with orange and yellow are all over the mountains and fields, and the wind blows and sweeps away the branches.

Luo Yan yelled about Shen Shucheng's matter. Shen Shucheng had never followed them to sweep the grave. He was half a person who left home. This time, for some unknown purpose, Luo Yan called him back.

Although Luo Yan was the only one who aimed at Shen Shucheng with sharp teeth, Shen Shucheng could also see the coldness of others when they treated him.

"Brother, do you want some water?" Shen Xin handed over a bottle of cold water.

Shen Shucheng shook his head.

He was there to visit the grave, not for an outing.

Along the way, relatives held oranges and squeezed juice in their hands, talking and laughing with each other.

Only Shen Xin was a sensible child and didn't talk much along the way.

Shen Shucheng's parents died unexpectedly in a car accident, and none of the remaining relatives wanted to take care of him, but Gong Hongmei cursed in a fit of rage that I could raise my grandson even if I picked up junk, so the two moved to Qingcheng until Gong Hongmei passed away.

Wu Li quietly looked back with a half-wet sweat towel in his hand.

Shen Shucheng's slender and powerful figure was refreshing and clean.

Wu Li winked at Luo Yan, Luo Yan took a few steps back and the two walked side by side.

"Is what you said true?" Wu Li asked quietly.

Luo Yan even lowered her voice and replied: "Can it be fake? The old lady Gong is a lady with a lintel. I heard from my old man that there were five or six dowry maids who came with her back then. The dowry..." Luo Yan made a gesture.

Wu Li let out a hey, and then realized that his emotions were too obvious, so he coughed and lowered his brows, pretending to be worried.

Back then, Luo Yan made trouble to separate Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng, knowing that she was at fault, she also kept Shen Shucheng, and she didn't take care of it any more. If it wasn't for the real difficulties at home this time, she didn't want to see Shen Shucheng's face.

After about half an hour, the crowd finally arrived at the tomb.

Gong Hongmei's tomb stands on a flat lawn, and the surrounding branches slowly fall, as if to shade her.

"Mom...we came to see you, everyone is having a good time." Luo Yan cried and groaned, stepped forward and knelt down with a plop.

The others also lowered their expressions.

Shen Shucheng stood at the end of the crowd, looking up at the short gray tombstone.

Cubic, living with his grandma who raised him.

Even before she passed away, Gong Hongmei never forgot how proud she was, she stood upright without crying out for pain, and even deliberately pushed Shen Shucheng away before she knew she couldn't stand it.

Shen Shucheng failed to see her for the last time.

But he knew that it was grandma's own intention. Grandma didn't want Shen Shucheng to see her paralyzed on the hospital bed, so until now, Gong Hongmei in Shen Shucheng's mind is always combing her gray hair neatly. Chu Ci smiled softly: "Xiaozhou."

"Xiaozhou, buy candy and eat."

The gold and silver coins fell into the palm of his hand with a clang, and Shen Shucheng's hair was brushed by a pair of wrinkled hands.

"My grandson has grown taller and grown up."

Looking around, in the crowd, even Shen Xin had a sad face, but Shen Shucheng was the only one smiling.

He smiled and looked at the short tombstone, there was no sadness in his eyes, only nostalgia.

Gong Hongmei is an old lady who secretly eats sweets with Shen Shucheng, how could she like others to stand in front of her grave and cry with red eyes.

At that time, Jiang Anqing didn't allow her to eat too much candy, Gong Hongmei hid behind Shen Shucheng and retorted softly: "I'm old, can't I eat something I like?"

Jiang Anqing was so angry that she patted Shen Shucheng's hand, "Grandma ate a bag today, so I can't eat any more!"

Seeing the two of them fighting, Gong Hongmei hid aside and smiled happily, showing her false teeth.

After mourning, it was dark.

"Everyone go down the mountain early." Luo Yan waved her hands, and the mighty group of people wiped their faces and rubbed their eyes and turned around.

Shen Shucheng was the last one, put his hand in his pocket before turning around, took out something and put it in front of the tombstone.

Shen Xin turned around in doubt and asked, "Brother?"

Shen Shucheng straightened his sleeves and said, "There are bugs stuck to the clothes."

Shen Xin was so foolish, she believed everything she said casually, and said with an oh: "Let's go, brother."

Shen Shucheng stepped up and followed the figure in front of him.

The light blue sky hangs over the tombstone, and the transparent sugar paper in front of the tombstone reflects the twilight.

When the wind blows, the candy wrapper shakes slightly.

-

After sweeping the tomb, Shen Shucheng went back to the room where he stayed overnight to pick up his coat.

Wu Nan's situation is still unclear, Shen Shucheng has to contact Guan Xia Pufanzhi now.

When going downstairs, Shen Shucheng saw that many relatives who should have already left were still staying in Luo Yan's living room. Seeing him going downstairs, they all had different expressions.

Accompanied by the sound of going downstairs, their eyes all fell on Shen Shucheng.

"Leave?" Luo Yan suddenly asked intimately.

Shen Shucheng nodded.

"Hmm..." Luo Yan rubbed her hands hesitantly, and she turned to look at the others.

Wu Li sat on the sofa and said in a deep voice: "We are all from the same family. What can you not ask? Besides, Shen Shucheng is smart since he was a child. If you, my aunt, ask him, can he still quarrel with you?"

Shen Shucheng watched them sing along blankly.

Luo Yan sighed, and finally opened her mouth.

"Shu Cheng, Auntie didn't want to mention this at first, but you've also seen that we are living in a downturn, and Xin'er's child has grown up, so everything needs expenses..."

Shen Shucheng interrupted her with sharp eyebrows, and said bluntly: "I don't have much money."

This is true, Shen Shucheng and Sanqing do not have a fixed studio, rehearsals and performances are spent money, rehearsing while performing, the money is not much.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yan sighed: "Didn't my aunt want your money..."

Wu Li's voice suddenly sounded.

"Your grandma left you a legacy before she died, and you can't get it until you're 25."

These words were like a slap in the face, Shen Shucheng's eyes sank like water.

"You want to grab grandma's inheritance?"

When Wu Li heard this, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "How can you talk, kid! How can it be called robbery? We are a family."

Luo Yan also came over and pulled Shen Shucheng's sleeve.

"That's right, they are all a family, so why not grab them or not?"

The corners of Shen Shucheng's eyes swept across everyone in the room, each of them harboring evil intentions.

He said with a cold face: "I didn't know there was such an inheritance."

Wu Li sighed: "We didn't know before, no, the bank suddenly called a few days ago, saying that the inheritance has come into force, and you need to go over and sign."

Shen Shucheng heard Luo Yan's complaint again.

"Your grandma was a decent family before she was alive, and our children have lost their energy to take care of them. I was the one who contacted the hospital where the old lady lived before she died."

At the beginning of these words, everyone began to count what they had done on their fingers.

Shen Shucheng frowned and remained silent.

"So Shu Cheng, you have to tell us after you get the inheritance."

Shen Shucheng wanted to leave, but was stopped by Luo Yan.

"Are you still in contact with that boy?" Luo Yan asked suddenly.

Shen Shucheng looked sideways, the cold-eyed Luo Yan trembled, and the others behind him also stopped talking.

"What?" Shen Shucheng asked.

Luo Yan pursed her lips, and said softly: "The bank said that the inheritance left by your grandma needs you and..."

"Signatures from both of you are required."

There was silence around, Shen Shucheng didn't answer her question, just turned and left.

Luo Yan patted her thigh anxiously: "What's the matter!"

-

Shen Shucheng got on the train to Sihai and agreed to meet Guan Xia Pufanzhi.

After much hesitation, Shen Shucheng still called the bank.

Picked up after the beep.

"Hello, hello."

Shen Shucheng looked out the window and asked, "Is it XX Bank?"

"Yes, hello, how can I help you?"

"Help me find out if Ms. Gong Hongmei left a legacy here?"

"Hold on."

……

Not long after waiting, Shen Shucheng heard the reply.

"Yes, is it Mr. Shen Shucheng? Ms. Gong Hongmei did leave a legacy, but you and Mr. Jiang Anqing need to come and sign it before taking it away."

Shen Shucheng pursed his lips tightly.

"OK, thanks."

The author has something to say: Third watch... I really don’t have a drop of QAQ