Chapter 93: Love Letter
Xu Jialan was always easily amused by Shen Xichuan until his face flushed red.
The two of them stayed in the room all afternoon and no one came to disturb them.
Shen Xichuan discovered that Xu Jialan seemed to like looking at his high school stuff.
Even if it is a textbook, she will read it very carefully.
His usually cold eyebrows and eyes would always be tinged with a faint and gentle smile.
Shen Xichuan also let her do as she pleased, pulled a chair, sat next to her, and looked at her lazily with his face propped up.
Xu Jialan was watching very seriously.
Because... that was the youth that she had never peeked into, and it belonged only to Shen Xichuan.
There were things in it that she was familiar with, and things that were unfamiliar to her.
It was as if she had opened a Pandora's box, full of surprises and unknowns.
These seemed to slowly overlap with her youth.
Xu Jialan flipped through another book, an extracurricular book.
She remembered that when she was in high school, Shen Xichuan liked to watch it very much.
As soon as I opened it, a pink envelope suddenly fell out.
The bedroom was quiet.
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes, looked at the envelope on the ground, and frowned.
Xu Jialan bent down and picked it up.
She looked at the man, her eyes slightly raised, "Love letter?"
Shen Xichuan glanced at the envelope he had never seen before and paused, "Maybe not?"
"You haven't seen it?" Xu Jialan was surprised.
The man was helpless, "No."
Xu Jialan blinked and looked down at the pink envelope with the words "To Classmate Shen Xichuan" written on it.
"But it seems like this is really for you."
She didn’t look at it and handed it directly to Shen Xichuan.
The man took it with a frown, and it felt a little hot in his hand.
"I really don't know how this got into my book."
Xu Jialan blinked, "Don't you want to take a look?"
Shen Xichuan: “…”
This is a fatal question.
He was silent for a few seconds, "How about you take a look?"
As he finished speaking, he suddenly thought, what if it really is a love letter? He would give it to his wife and let her see the love letters other women have written to their husbands...
Shen Xichuan came to his senses and was about to take it back.
Xu Jialan said, "Okay."
She took out the love letter and carefully opened it which had been covered in dust for many years.
There was a beautiful piece of letter paper inside.
It tells the story of a young girl's past love and sincere emotions.
Xu Jialan had no intention of peeking at other people's letters. He just glanced at it casually and saw the signature without looking carefully.
Ye Shuman.
After seeing these three words, her eyes paused.
Shen Xichuan keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Jialan's long eyelashes concealed the flash of loss in his eyes.
That was Xu Jialan’s loss during high school.
Not the one she is now.
She curled her lips, carefully closed the letter, and handed it to him, "It's a love letter, from... Ye Shuman to you."
Shen Xichuan frowned, took out the letter and put it back into the envelope.
It was not opened, but it was not thrown away casually either, just put aside.
"I'll have someone deal with it."
He looked at Xu Jialan, "I..."
Xu Jialan suddenly asked, "When you were in high school, you seemed to be quite familiar with Ye Shuman."
Hearing this name that seemed to have been heard before but was not very familiar, Shen Xichuan was stunned for a few seconds, recalling his memories of high school, and then he fished out such a person from the corner.
"When did I become familiar with her?"
"No?" Xu Jialan was stunned for a moment, "But I remember that when you were in high school, you often..."
together.
Sometimes after school, she would deliberately slow down her pace and pass by the basketball court.
You will see him flying freely on the court, and you will also see... Ye Shuman sitting in the audience watching him on the court with a sweet smile.
At that time, she had heard a lot of rumors, saying that they were together and that Ye Shuman had confessed his love.
But she had no chance to verify what the truth was.
Or... no identity.
“Isn’t she looking for the old class teacher?” Shen Xichuan asked back.
Hearing this, Xu Jialan was stunned, "Looking for...looking for the squad leader?"
"Yeah, what else?"
Shen Xichuan took her hand and squeezed it intermittently, "I haven't spoken to her much, how could I be familiar with her?"
Xu Jialan: "..."
The question that had troubled her for a long time finally got an answer.
She felt somewhat relieved, yet also somewhat bewildered.
So, how did the rumor spread at that time?
She pursed her lips, and still mentioned to Shen Xichuan concisely what she heard at that time.
After a while, the man's eyes turned cold, and after listening to it, he knew what was going on.
"That's all fake. I don't know her well," he said.
Xu Jialan said "oh".
I breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that he really had never been in a relationship in high school.
Shen Xichuan seemed to have thought of something, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Xu Jialan.
"Wait a minute, after all these years, how come you remember all these rumors so clearly?"
He seemed to grasp something for a moment.
Xu Jialan paused, "Maybe, I have a good memory?"
Shen Xichuan tilted his head slightly, his tone lazy, "Really? Just recording these untrue gossips about me?"
Xu Jialan: "..."
She put the book back on the shelf and changed the subject. "Just now, Mom seemed to ask me to go find her. Yes, I'll go over first."
After saying that, she ran away as if escaping.
Looking at her back, Shen Xichuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair without moving.
He smiled silently.
Then, his eyes glanced at the love letter on the table.
He narrowed his eyes.
…
The two had dinner at Shen's house before returning home.
After returning to Xinghu Bay.
Xu Jialan just received a message from An Yuening.
An Yuening: [I received news that there's a charity dinner next week. All the famous and influential people in South City have been invited. This is a great opportunity for you to meet them.]
An Yuening: [I've already got you an invitation. No need to thank me. Just remember to treat me to hotpot.]
When Xu Jialan saw the news, a hint of joy flashed across his face.
She lowered her head and replied to An Yuening's message, "Okay, thank you so much this time, Ningning."
An Yuening replied immediately, "Stop talking nonsense and remember my hot pot."
Xu Jialan smiled and said, "Okay, I will definitely remember it."
Shen Xichuan heard her laugh.
He just walked into the kitchen, took a bottle of Coke, opened it, and held the can in his hand.
“Who are you chatting with? You look so happy.” Shen Xichuan took a sip of Coke and asked casually.
Upon hearing this, Xu Jialan looked up at him, then lowered his head and tapped the screen.
Her voice was clear, "With Ningning, she... wants to see me for something."
Shen Xichuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
What could make you laugh so happily?
Without waiting for him to say anything, Xu Jialan rushed into the cloakroom.
This charity dinner is no ordinary banquet.
I guess I'll have to wear an evening gown.
Xu Jialan rarely attends such banquets, so naturally he doesn't have a formal dress.
An Yuening has long known what kind of person her best friend is.
"The dress has been prepared for you. Find some time to come to the hotel to meet me and try on the dress."
Xu Jialan breathed a sigh of relief and typed, "Okay, two hot pot meals."
An Yuening immediately replied with a tactful emoticon.
Xu Jialan couldn't help but smile again.
She turned off her phone and turned around.
Just then, I saw Shen Xichuan standing at the door of the cloakroom.
Xu Jialan's breath was caught and he was obviously frightened.
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