Chapter 969 This Is My Privacy!

"What do you mean by that?" Lu Jingcheng looked at Cen Xi puzzled.

Cen Xi shook his head: "Nothing."

She really felt that it was not easy for Lu Gou.

It's been a long time since Lu Jingcheng forgot her, and she felt that it had been a long time, and sometimes she felt aggrieved thinking about it.

But Lu Jingcheng was the only one who endured such grievances for thousands of years.

It's really difficult for only one person to remember a relationship.

Therefore, she would always think, Lu Jingcheng has endured it for thousands of years, is she still afraid of these three years?

Thinking about it this way, there will be much less grievances, and more heartaches, heartaches for Lu Jingcheng at that time.

Because she has experienced this feeling now, she knows how painful, uncomfortable and lonely Lu Jingcheng was at that time.

"Let's go, go to that ancient street you mentioned." After Cen Xi finished speaking, he walked a few steps forward and found several directions, so he turned around and asked, "Where are you going?"

Lu Jingcheng took two steps forward, put his hand on Cen Xi's head, and turned her head in the other direction, "This way."

"oh."

Lu Jingcheng smiled, looked at Cen Xi who was walking forward, and followed up.

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The afternoon sun is not dazzling, it is warm on the body, Cen Xi has not played so recklessly on the street for a long time, like a wild horse that has run free, he can't hold back, and he loves every shop in the ancient street. full of curiosity.

Lu Jingcheng already had a lot of bags in his hand, and Cen Xi bought a lot of things along the way.

"Hey! What's that?" Cen Xi saw another shop with a very special decoration outside. The door was made into a postcard. Cen Xi pulled Lu Jingcheng and walked forward, "Go and have a look."

"Slow down." Lu Jingcheng shook his head helplessly, and followed Cen Xi to the door of the shop.

Cen Xi poked in through the window curiously, but there were no guests inside, so Cen Xi opened the door and walked in.

On the walls and on the table, there are postcards full of words.

Cen Xi looked all the way over with surprise in his eyes.

It turned out to be a postcard shop. There are many postcards with a sense of age in the store, as well as some very special stationery.

After asking the clerk, I found out that this store is very special.

You can write a postcard or send a letter here, and you can choose the time to send the letter.

Some people will write to themselves ten years from now, and ask their boss to mail the letter ten years later.

Some people write to their post-breakup partner and ask their boss to mail the letter on their anniversary.

There are also some people who choose to write what they dare not say on postcards, and then paste them on the wall, hoping to let the other party see themselves who are not brave enough in this way.

Every postcard is a story, and every letter carries an emotion.

Listening to the clerk's introduction, Cen Xi was a little moved.

She asked the clerk for some postcards, went to the table and sat down.

"To whom?" Lu Jingcheng walked over, glanced at Cen Xi, and asked.

Cen Xi clutched his postcard, and said mysteriously: "You don't care who I send it to, this is my privacy, you are not allowed to peek, stay away from me."

Lu Jingcheng frowned slightly, a little upset, glanced at the clerk, and asked for a few postcards.

Seeing Lu Jingcheng sitting at the other end of the long table with a few postcards, Cen Xi couldn't help asking curiously, "Who are you writing to?"

"This is my privacy, I hope Miss Cen doesn't ask." Lu Jingcheng replied.