After a moment of silence, Gu Yu's expression calmed down, and after a while, he finally spoke in a very indifferent tone: "I don't know."

  "But..." Gu Yu Sheng only said two words, his eyebrows slightly twitched, and then stopped.

  The person who exchanged letters with him was called "Little A".

  It can be seen from Xiao A's letter that it seems to be a letter he sent to Xiao A on his own initiative.

  In his impression, it seemed that there was no omission in his memory. However, he had always been a little puzzled as to why he would take the initiative to write a letter to this person called Little A back then?

  Due to family reasons, he has always been reluctant to tell others about his own affairs and feels that such sentimental confessions are somewhat difficult to express. Perhaps the original self, alias S Jun, simply wanted to find a pen pal with no connection to vent his emotions.

  However, no matter what, the pen pal called Little A accompanied him for as long as seven years... Even though Mr. S and Little A had never met in person and didn't know each other, during that long period of time, Little A gave Mr. S a lot of real and subtle warmth...

  Gu Yu Sheng tilted his head, deep in thought, staring out the window as if contemplating something. After a while, he continued from where he left off: "To me, the owner of the letter should be... a very important person?"

  Gu Yu's last few words were spoken in a very low volume, as if he was asking himself.

  Lu Ban Cheng didn't hear clearly and responded with a "huh?"

  Gu Yu Sheng was woken up and came back to his senses, shaking his head at Lu Ban Cheng and saying "it's nothing", before continuing to look at the computer.

  Lu Ban Cheng could tell that Gu Yu Sheng didn't want to discuss the "pen pal letters" anymore, so he wisely shut his mouth and started watching the ball game on his phone. After just a few minutes, his phone began vibrating in his palm.

  As the bell rang, the ball game was interrupted. Seeing Lu Bancheng in a thrilling state, he couldn't help but complain: "Who is it? The ball is being kicked so fiercely!"

  He said as he glanced at the caller ID display, then casually added, "Is that Xiaoke's phone?"

  Gu Yu Sheng, who was working diligently on the computer, raised an eyebrow when he heard the two words "Xiao Ke", and his fingers, which were typing away at the keyboard, suddenly became less fluid in their movements.

  Lu Bancheng was probably afraid of being disturbed by the phone call, so he held his mobile phone and stood up to answer it. As he walked away, he shouted: "Xiao Ke... why did you suddenly think of calling me? ... Are you inviting me out for a meal?"

  Although Lu Bancheng had walked a distance away, his voice still clearly entered Gu Yusheng's ears. The man's action of typing on the keyboard slowly came to a stop, and his attention was no longer focused, frequently going to pay attention to Lu Bancheng's voice.

  "Is there something important you want me to help with? Alright... go ahead and say it... No no no, I'm not busy right now..."

  Liang Doukong called Lu Bancheng, was there something he needed his help with?

  Gu Yu Sheng's eyes slightly dimmed, his eyebrows and eyes flickered, and without thinking, he exited the email on the desktop, clicked on a software, and quickly typed a few words. In just a few seconds, Lu Ban Cheng's work phone on the coffee table rang, followed by the landline at Lu Ban Cheng's home.