Ex-boyfriend is writing to me again

Chapter 34

Shen Shucheng was helped into a quiet box, and the waiter put another glass of lemonade on the table.

About ten minutes later, Shen Shucheng fell asleep for a short time, and woke up a lot from the drunken state. When he opened his eyes, he saw the water on the table and picked it up to drink.

Just when the smell of lime lingered in his nostrils, Shen Shucheng suddenly remembered that the waiter seemed to have called a person with his mobile phone just now, and had negotiated with that person to come pick him up.

Guan Xia and Pu Fanzhi are still in Qingcheng, and they don't know many people in Nancheng...

Shen Shucheng choked suddenly, what? !

With a bang, the door of the box was opened, and a waiter in a black suit walked in, "Sir, are you okay? Your friend is paying your bill at the front desk, and he will come to pick you up soon."

Shen Shucheng covered his forehead with one hand and frowned and asked, "Who did you call?"

Seeing his eyes, the questioned waiter was frightened, and waved his hands again and again, saying, "I didn't call it, guest, you called it yourself. I just took it and asked if he could come to pick you up." ..."

Shen Shucheng took a deep breath, and clicked his tongue helplessly.He opened the call log, and sure enough, he called Jiang Anqing while drunk.

Annoyance, bewilderment, embarrassment and a small unspoken joy welled up in my heart.

"You said, others are paying the bill at the front desk now?" Shen Shucheng asked.

The waiter nodded: "Yes, and he will come in right away."

Shen Shucheng took a look at his already sober state, that tiny joy turned into fear.

His wine is almost sober now, but Jiang Anqing came over, what's going on?

If Jiang Anqing misunderstood that he deliberately pretended to be drunk and called someone over, it would be over.

Shen Shucheng pulled the waiter's collar, and said viciously: "Don't say that I woke up, just let him take me away, don't talk too much."

The waiter nodded silently, trembling.

Just as Shen Shucheng stuffed a few red notes to the waiter, there were anxious footsteps outside the corridor.

Shen Shucheng quickly lay down on the sofa, pretending to be asleep.

Jiang Anqing pushed open the half-closed door, and the waiter just stood up with a half-drunk lemonade.

Jiang Anqing glanced at him, then walked quickly to the sofa and squatted down.

"Shen Shucheng?" Jiang Anqing asked softly.

Shen Shucheng closed his eyes tightly, looking like he was fast asleep.

Jiang Anqing pursed his lips, turned his head and asked, "How much did he drink?"

The waiter held the plate and said in a low voice, "Not much..."

Jiang Anqing frowned, and pulled Shen Shucheng's arm over his shoulder to help him up.

"Isn't that drinking much?" Jiang Anqing sighed angrily, "The bill has already been paid, so I'll take him away."

The waiter nodded repeatedly.

Shen Shucheng was very heavy at first, and Jiang Anqing should not be able to support him, but Jiang Anqing was not tired of supporting him this time, anxiety welled up in his heart, and Jiang Anqing didn't distinguish the details for a while.

Ban Qing stood by the car door against the wind, and after a while, he saw Jiang Anqing walking out with a man on his arm.

Ban Qing paused for opening the door.

Shen Shucheng?

Is the person Jiang Anqing is supporting Shen Shucheng?

Jiang Anqing ran to the bar in the middle of the night with an anxious face, and even forgot to change his slippers, it was because of this person...

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Anqing approached with Shen Shucheng supported.

"Mr. Ban, please open the door." Jiang Anqing smiled apologetically. He used all his strength to support Shen Shucheng, but he really had no energy left to open the car door.

Ban Qing came back to his senses after Jiang Anqing's reminder, and immediately stepped sideways to give up his position.

"Thank you." Jiang Anqing stuffed Shen Shucheng into the car, and got in himself.

The traffic flow followed the street lights all the way forward.

Ban Qing drove his car to a stop at a red light intersection, and couldn't help but look up in the rearview mirror.

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a few times, and said, "I know there is a hotel in front, and the environment and facilities are good. Let's open a room for him?"

Jiang Anqing supported Shen Shucheng to sit in the back seat.

The tips of Shen Shucheng's ears were red, and the tip of his nose had a faint scent of lemon.

Jiang Anqing leaned the person on his shoulder, but that was all, without much intimacy.

Jiang Anqing pursed his lips, Shen Shucheng's hand seemed uncomfortable, he restrained again and again, and gently changed the position of Shen Shucheng's hand.

The hot skin temperature spread from the touching palm.

Shen Shucheng's hair was cut short, and the neat black hair was pierced. When his eyes were closed, he was rarely seen in peace.

Why was he in Nancheng, why was he drunk, and why did he call himself...

So many questions flooded Jiang Anqing's mind that he didn't hear Ban Qing's question.

The green light came on, and Ban Qing repeated the sentence amidst the sound of the throttle being loaded.

Jiang Anqing blinked, hotel?

"No need." Jiang Anqing shook his head.

Shen Shucheng never felt comfortable sleeping on soft beds in hotels.

"Mr. Trouble Ban, please drive straight ahead and go back to my house." Jiang Anqing said.

Ban Qing squeezed the steering wheel tightly.

"it is good."

Shen Shucheng's breathing tightened for a moment, but fortunately Jiang Anqing didn't notice it.

Come back home?

Jiang Anqing wants to take him home?

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Ban Qing parked the car under the garage of the apartment, and Jiang Anqing helped Shen Shucheng out.

"Let me help him." Ban Qing asked.

Jiang Anqing shook his head, and only walked towards the apartment step by step.

The moment Shen Shucheng fell on the bed, he heard Jiang Anqing heaving a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, a soft quilt that smelled of lavender covered her body.

The bedroom door was gently closed, and Shen Shucheng opened his eyes in the darkness.

"Then I'll go back first." Ban Qing stood at the door.

Jiang Anqing smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Ban Qing waved his hand, he didn't ask about the relationship between Jiang Anqing and Shen Shucheng, he knew it from the bottom of his heart without asking.

An alienated and indifferent man like Jiang Anqing became so anxious when he heard the word Shen Shucheng, Ban Qing still didn't understand.

But he was surprised for a long time, he didn't expect that the person hidden in Jiang Anqing's heart was actually Shen Shucheng.

For the first time, Ban Qing, who was always emotional, admired Jiang Anqing from the bottom of his heart.

To be able to use one person as a shackle, and draw himself into a prison, the restraint is terrifying.

Ban Qing smiled, he hasn't said he likes Jiang Anqing yet.

"Goodbye." Ban Qing said.

Jiang Anqing's eyes were still soft, "Thank you."

Ban Qing pursed his lips tightly, only to hear Jiang Anqing say again: "Your pen is very good, but it's not suitable for me. There will be people who know how to appreciate it."

As soon as the words fell, all the regrets in Ban Qing's heart seemed to dissipate.

-

Shen Shucheng opened his eyes and surrounded the bedroom, which was simple and clean, all traces of Jiang Anqing's life.

With the sound of closing the door, Shen Shucheng realized that the man had left.

The sound of Jiang Anqing's footsteps walking into the kitchen wearing slippers sounded.

At this moment, Shen Shucheng felt like a thief who ran into someone's house, carefully holding his breath and listening to the footsteps of the owner.

Jiang Anqing was boiling water, and there was another clattering sound of plastic bags, followed by a medicine box hitting the table.

Da da da.

The bedroom door was opened, and a ray of light from the living room came in.

Shen Shucheng closed his eyes long before Jiang Anqing opened the door.

He changed from a thief just now to a despicable thief who pretended to sleep.

"Shen Shucheng?" Jiang Anqing called him.

Jiang Anqing saw Shen Shucheng frowning in discomfort just now, so he looked for some hangover medicine.

It seemed that Shen Shucheng was still asleep.

Jiang Anqing sat by the bed and put down the medicine, staring at Shen Shucheng, the room fell into silence again.

Shen Shucheng noticed that Jiang Anqing's hand was close to him, and the cool back of his hand was pressed against his forehead.

Shen Shucheng swallowed subconsciously.

The back of the hand retracted quickly, Shen Shucheng only had one sentence in his heart.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Anqing asked.

Shen Shucheng couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, so he could only open his eyes slowly and slowly, pretending to be woken up by Jiang Anqing just now.

"...Well," Shen Shucheng's voice was very hoarse: "Where is this?"

It was Jiang Anqing's turn to be embarrassed.

"My house." Jiang Anqing said softly.

The two people who had ghosts in their hearts both missed this topic tacitly. Jiang Anqing glanced at Shen Shucheng and asked, "Why did you come to Nancheng?"

Shen Shucheng pursed his lips, "I need it for work."

Jiang Anqing nodded.

Sharp people are no longer sharp, and indifferent people are no longer indifferent.

"Would you like porridge?" Jiang Anqing explained, "Otherwise, you may have a stomachache if you drink the medicine."

Shen Shucheng saw Jiang Anqing's eyes, which were burning hot.

When Jiang Anqing turned to get the porridge, Shen Shucheng thought of many ways to ask, but in the end the one who asked was the most straightforward, but also the most direct.

"What did my aunt tell you in the hospital?"

Jiang Anqing's bowl was gently placed on the bedside, and the bedroom light was turned on. Shen Shucheng could clearly see all of Jiang Anqing's expressions.

"Which time did you say?" Jiang Anqing's puzzled expression was just right.

Shen Shucheng wanted to clap his hands and praise his acting skills.

"Drink the porridge first..." As soon as Jiang Anqing said that, Shen Shucheng said, "What did Luo Yan tell you the day grandma passed away?"

Jiang Anqing's hands were shaking.

"Nothing to say."

Shen Shucheng still wanted to say something, but Jiang Anqing smiled lightly, as if that matter was not important at all.

"You're so lively just after sobering up?" Jiang Anqing had a smile in his eyes.

Shen Shucheng choked, knowing that Jiang Anqing was changing the subject, but there was nothing he could do.

He picked up the porridge bowl and took a big sip.

With a snap, the bowl was placed on the bedside.

"Can we talk now?"

Jiang Anqing was not in a hurry, he took the medicine box next to the bed and twisted out a white pill.

"Sober medicine, hot water."

Shen Shucheng took a deep breath, followed Jiang Anqing's words and obediently drank the medicine and ate the porridge.

"What about now?" Shen Shucheng asked.

Jiang Anqing stood up, "Now you need to rest."

Just as Shen Shucheng was about to explode, Jiang Anqing said softly, "Shen Shucheng."

No one has ever called himself that. Others either called him Brother Cheng to his face, or called him Shucheng pretending to be intimate. No one called himself Shen Shucheng in such a straight-forward way.

But Shen Shucheng is all about this.

After many years, Shen Shucheng roared out his grievance with a teary voice.

"You can't just throw me away."

Jiang Anqing stopped holding the doorknob.

"Jiang Anqing, you are too cruel."

"Then what should I do?" Jiang Anqing asked with her back turned to Shen Shucheng.

Shen Shucheng pursed his lips tightly, as if he wanted to erase the embarrassment that he almost cried just now, and only said: "Is there anything that cannot be solved by two people together?"

Jiang Anqing: "Then what if it can only be resolved by separation?"

"Just because of grandma's last wish?" Shen Shucheng asked.

Jiang Anqing's shoulders loosened, but his back was still straight, "Yes."

"Why?" Shen Shucheng threw out all the questions at once.

"Don't tell me you don't want to be with me just because of one sentence? Then what are those before? Tell me, Jiang Anqing!"

"Then tell me." Jiang Anqing turned and looked directly at Shen Shucheng and asked, "Can you be with me now? Do you dare to be with me?"

"Grandma is watching from the sky." Jiang Anqing said.

Shen Shucheng's strength was gone, he was confused by Jiang Anqing's question.

Yes, can he be with Jiang Anqing now, does he dare.

While having to break up due to the wishes of their relatives, they are also tormentingly hiding secrets.

So this is Jiang Anqing's nine years?

There is no room for maneuver, and they can only be forced to move forward.

Shen Shucheng hated, hated himself for not telling grandma about the relationship between the two of them early, hated himself for being powerless.

"If grandma knew, she would never say such a thing..." Shen Shucheng's words were interrupted by Jiang Anqing.

"Some things are too early, some things are too late."

Shen Shucheng closed his eyes, his voice resounded in the room.

"Do you still like me?"

The two looked at each other in silence.

Jiang Anqing didn't answer.