Chapter 167

Was I kissed?

Xiao Han took the initiative to kiss me?

And in such a public setting?

Li Heng stared blankly in the direction of the women's dormitory entrance, his right hand touching the spot where he had been kissed, his heart filled with a burst of wild joy, incredibly excited!

It wasn't easy; after his unremitting efforts, he had finally taken this step.

What did this represent?

It represented that her heart was now completely his; the relationship between the two was just one final step away, and they could break through at any moment.

"Holy crap! Xiao Han actually kissed this guy."

"I'm never going to love again, my heart is shattered all over the floor!"

"Who is this guy? Brothers, let's hack him to pieces!"

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By the time Li Heng came to his senses, he realized that at some of the windows of the men's dormitory building on the left and the women's dormitory building on the right, heads were scattered about, staring fixedly at him without blinking, some with sparks in their eyes, as if they wanted to burn him to death.

Li Heng exchanged a few glances with them and then left, his heart surging with emotion.

The way he walked was very ordinary, but in the eyes of these male and female students at the Shanghai Medical College, he walked with an air of utter defiance, walking with the posture of a victor.

While waiting for the bus, he was still dazed, not knowing how he got on, and even paid the wrong amount several times, drawing good-natured ridicule from the conductor.

In the women's dormitory, seeing Xiao Han enter with sweetness and shyness on her face, her roommates asked: "Hanhan, did you go on a date with your boyfriend?"

Xiao Han smiled sweetly and said yes, then took off her shoes, got on her bed, and began to lie on the bed writing in her diary:

In the past, when facing him, I was always unconfident, but I don't know why, in the dark, I always felt that one day we would be together. Or rather, the inferiority of a secret crush and my own pride pushed me to constantly move toward him, to walk into his arms.

During the 6 years of waiting, I once doubted if I was too confident? Countless times before falling asleep, I told myself that one day I would openly lay my heart bare for him to see, and say to him, my heart is full of you, completely full...

Starting from Xu Hui, passing through Jing'an and Hongkou, by the time he reached Yang Pu, the sky had already turned completely dark.

However, because Li Heng was too excited, he wasn't in a hurry to go home, nor was he thinking about going home. When passing the piano training center, he suddenly shouted to the driver: "Master, stop for a moment!"

Screech!

The bus stopped.

Li Heng slipped off the bus, crossed the road, and ducked into the piano shop.

Because he was running too fast, he bumped head-on into a girl just as he entered, and the girl let out an "ouch" and fell to the ground.

Li Heng wanted to help her up, but discovered that a boy was faster than him, having already half-embraced the girl and helped her up.

Is it her?

At first glance, she looked familiar; at the second glance, Li Heng remembered. Isn't this the girl he met at the entrance of Building 24 when he and Zou Ping went to rent a room in Lushan Village on the first day?

At that time, there was a man and a woman, and the girl even called the Daoist priest in the attic "brother." As for the boy, Li Heng tilted his head, and sure enough, it was also that one.

The girl rubbed her bottom, tears coming out from the pain, and without even looking at him, she complained irritably with "ouch, ouch": "Are you blind? Can't you watch where you're walking?"

Li Heng knew he was in the wrong, didn't argue, and hurriedly apologized: "I was thinking about something just now, I'm sorry."

Then he asked: "Do you want to go to the hospital to get checked out?"

Only then did the girl have time to look up, and then she went quiet. After a long while, she said: "Are you Li Heng?"

Li Heng looked at the girl, then at the boy, and nodded slightly later.

Seeing his confusion, the girl broke into a smile through her tears and took the initiative to introduce themselves: "We are both freshmen at Fudan University, in Statistics Class 2. We saw you perform on stage during the art performance; you play the erhu really well."

So they were classmates from the neighboring Statistics Class 2. Li Heng marveled at how clever fate was. After some introductions, he learned that the girl was named Xia Wei and the tall boy was named Liu Wei.

Xia Wei was also learning piano here, and Liu Wei was accompanying her; it seemed the two were a couple.

As the saying goes, you don't get to know each other without a fight. After the three exchanged names, the matter of bumping into each other automatically faded away. Liu Wei even generously said, "Li Heng, when you get back to school, let's drink together."

You don't hit a smiling person, so Li Heng naturally wouldn't refuse and agreed readily.

When leaving, Xia Wei asked: "It's this late, you're not going back to school? Why don't we go together?"

Li Heng said: "You guys go first, I still have something to do."

Seeing Li Heng go to the second floor, Xia Wei and Liu Wei exchanged glances, and driven by some psychological impulse, they followed him back to the second floor.

Scrambling up to the second floor, Li Heng came to the door of Chen Siya's piano room and began to knock.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in."

Pushing the door open and entering, hey! Damn, it really is a coincidence; coincidences have piled up. He actually ran into the Daoist priest from Building 24 here, what was his name, Fu Yanjie?

This name should be correct, Fu Yanjie—Fu Yanjie, it's really too easy to remember.

Thinking about it a moment later, it wasn't strange; after all, Xia Wei called Fu Yanjie brother, they were family, and it was normal for them to appear here together. It's just, why didn't the two siblings have the same surname?

Seeing that it was Li Heng, Chen Siya interrupted her chat with Fu Yanjie, stood up to pour him a cup of tea, and asked with a smile: "At this hour, don't tell me you're here to learn piano?"

Li Heng was a bit thirsty, took the tea, and drank it in one gulp. "Only now do I have time. Are you guys about to get off work?"

Chen Siya originally wanted to say "We are indeed about to get off work, why don't you come back another day?", but thinking about the conversation she had with her good friend about Li Heng that morning, her curiosity was instantly piqued, and the words on the tip of her tongue changed: "I happen to have good energy today, I can teach you until 10 o'clock."

"Eh, good, thank you!" Li Heng sincerely said thank you and began to learn piano from her.

The Daoist priest Fu Yanjie on the side almost spat blood listening to their conversation, feeling extremely depressed. He had just racked his brains to ask Siya to go watch a movie together, and Siya said she was a bit tired and wanted to wash up and sleep early.

What happened?

As soon as this boy came, she had good energy? She wasn't tired anymore? She wasn't going to sleep anymore? She wasn't going to bother with me anymore?

Watching the two sitting side-by-side at close range, one teaching and one learning, Fu Yanjie felt particularly uncomfortable inside, wanting to drag Li Heng up and throw him out the window.

Sigh! I've lived for over 30 years and it's all gone to the dogs; I'm actually not as good as a young lad.

At this moment, Fu Yanjie felt a great sense of being cuckolded, alarm bells ringing in his heart, his eyes constantly darting over Li Heng, as if he wanted to slice him up and study him.

Not long after, Xia Wei and Liu Wei entered on tiptoe, but they didn't call out, walking to the side to sit down obediently, quietly watching Li Heng and Chen Siya, quietly listening to the piano music.

"Have you learned somewhere before? How come you're progressing so fast?" Seeing Li Heng advancing by leaps and bounds, Chen Siya couldn't help but ask.

Li Heng smiled ambiguously: "It's mainly because Sister Chen teaches well."

Teaches well? It's not just about teaching well like this.

If this continues, Chen Siya even felt that the other party might surpass her one day; this thought was absurd, but it lingered in her mind for a long time.

After teaching carefully for a while, Chen Siya discovered that Li Heng learned most things in one go, and could even draw inferences from one instance. In the end, she had to attribute this to talent. Especially Li Heng's slender 10 fingers, they were simply made for playing the piano.

Focusing on doing one thing, time always passes very quickly. And so, before he knew it, two class sessions were finished.

"Let's stop here for today, come earlier next time you have time."

"Good."

After class, Li Heng and Chen Siya stood up together, but upon turning around, the two were a bit stunned. What was the meaning of the three people behind them being fools? They hadn't left yet?

Chen Siya asked Fu Yanjie: "Old Fu, don't you have something to do tomorrow? Why are you still here?"

Fu Yanjie glanced at Li Heng and said with a happy smile: "It doesn't matter, I was just so fascinated listening to you guys play the piano that I forgot to leave."

Look at what he said, he couldn't even fool a ghost.

Li Heng knew exactly what kind of mess he had made by hiding his clumsiness, but it wasn't good to expose him, so he immediately proposed to leave on the grounds that it was getting late.

He didn't expect Chen Siya to pick up her coat at this time and say: "There are no buses now, I'll take you."

Walking to the entrance, Chen Siya looked back at Fu Yanjie, who was hesitating to speak, her face expressionless, and left.

A woman driving a Jeep 212 always has an indescribable heroic spirit. Li Heng pulled open the car door and sat in, not saying a word, behaving properly like a good student.

He originally thought Fu Yanjie and the other two would follow, but the three of them squeezed into another van.

After driving a distance forward, Chen Siya suddenly broke the silence and said: "Do you know them?"

This "them" referred to the three people in the car behind.

Li Heng answered: "I don't know them, I just saw them once at school."

Chen Siya turned her head to look at him and asked again: "Why do you want to learn piano?"

Li Heng didn't understand this woman's train of thought and didn't make a sound.

Chen Siya said: "This time I've finally seen it, you really want to learn piano, why not earlier? Perhaps with your talent, you would have some achievements."

Li Heng looked at the night view outside the car window and answered concisely: "I didn't have the conditions before."

Chen Siya turned her head again to quickly size him up, then asked: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Li Heng withdrew his gaze from outside the car, let his eyes circle around her, and jokingly asked at the end: "Then in your opinion, do I have one?"

Chen Siya said: "Yes."

Li Heng tacitly agreed.

The two talked aimlessly for a while, then later had no common topics and fell into silence.

Chen Siya freed her right hand and specifically tuned the car radio to a local Shanghai station.

At this time, the radio was broadcasting a Wu Xia program. The bored Li Heng listened with great interest, and soon they arrived at Fudan University. "Sister Chen, thank you today."

Chen Siya smiled and nodded, watching him get out of the car and leave.

After a while, the van caught up. Fu Yanjie pulled open the car door without ceremony, sat down, and asked: "What's the background of this little guy?"

Chen Siya said: "The son of the city's second-in-command."

Fu Yanjie was stunned, his eyeballs round, and after a long while, he smacked his lips: "Like this? Then it's not strange, no wonder he rented Building 26."

Chen Siya heard this and found it incredible: "Lushan Village No. 26?"

Fu Yanjie asked back: "Why? You're a music teacher at Fudan, haven't you heard?"

Chen Siya said: "I've been busy at the piano shop during the summer vacation, I haven't paid attention."

Fu Yanjie asked: "Your best friend didn't tell you?"

Chen Siya denied: "She isn't a person who likes to gossip."

Fu Yanjie chatted: "Because of this Building 26 matter, several professors at the school went to the principal to complain in person, but the result was unexpected. After returning, those professors never mentioned this matter again. I was puzzled at the time, so it turns out there's this kind of relationship."

Chen Siya said: "It's fake."

Fu Yanjie turned his head, not understanding: "What's fake?"

Chen Siya briefly told the story of how Li Heng used this fake identity to fool an assistant director when they first met.

Now it was Fu Yanjie's turn to find it incredible: "Then what the hell is this kid's background?"

Chen Siya shook her head: "Who knows? Aren't you his neighbor? Just get closer to him and you'll know."

Fu Yanjie didn't understand: "Since you don't know, why do you favor him so much? And even let him sit in your car?"

Chen Siya stared fixedly at Fu Yanjie and said dumbly: "If you want to be jealous, get out of the car, this isn't the place for you to be jealous."

"Hi, I was just saying it casually, you're really boring." Fu Yanjie opened the car door resentfully and left unwillingly.

Chen Siya started the car again and drove toward Yan Garden; she also had a house at school, living in the Red Building.

Halfway there, she caught up with Li Heng. She deliberately slowed down, trailing behind at a distance, casting her gaze on the person in front, her mind racing.

The car lights were a bit bright, Li Heng looked back, but didn't pay much attention, thinking to himself: Go back to the rental? Or go straight back to the dormitory?

After thinking about it, he finally went back to the rental.

However, he guessed wrong and had a wasted trip. Mai Sui wasn't there, and Sun Manning wasn't there either. However, the house was particularly clean, the air was fresh; it was very obvious that these two girls had helped him do a big cleaning.

Entering the kitchen, it was also spotless; if it weren't for some vegetables left on the cupboard untouched, he would have thought no one had even cooked.

After walking around upstairs and downstairs, Li Heng first took a shower and then went into the study. As for the clothes he changed out of, phew! He was a bit tired after running around all day, he had no energy, tomorrow it is.

Unexpectedly, there was a piece of paper on the desk with writing on it. At a glance, he could tell it was written by Mai Sui.

The content of the note was: Zhang Zhiyong came to school to find you today, Manning and I accompanied him for a walk around, the rental matter didn't go through your consent, so we didn't tell him for the time being.

Just such a simple sentence, with the class information address left behind, convenient for the two to correspond.

As expected of Comrade Mai Sui, doing things without a single flaw.

This night, Li Heng didn't return to the dormitory, reading and writing in the rental, writing Chapter 22 "Temple," writing in one breath until 2:30 in the morning.

During this time, he vaguely felt that someone in the attic of Building 25 opposite was watching him through the window from across the air.

But because it was too dark and there were no lights on opposite, plus he was engrossed in writing, he didn't see the person clearly, and didn't pursue it too much later.

They were all neighbors, the other party was either a university professor or their family, anyway not a bad person, looking wouldn't make him lose a piece of meat, look all you want, look hard, I am just this generous.

After finishing the first draft of over 7,000 words, Li Heng relaxed his mind, first got up to go to the small bathroom, then washed his hands and went to the attic to look at the distance for a while, breathing fresh air.

Unfortunately, tonight was October 2nd, there was no moon in the sky, nor were there stars filling the sky. Li Heng looked up for a while, pondering in his heart: Why hasn't Song Yu written to him yet? I wonder how she's doing during military training?

Then he thought of Chen Zijin, and at a certain moment, he suddenly felt a bit melancholy, really wanting to see her.

Because he was overthinking, he stayed in the attic for an hour. If it weren't for the weather starting to change outside, starting to blow, and the wind blowing on his short sleeves feeling a bit cool, he wouldn't have noticed.

Entering the room to drink a cup of hot tea to warm his body, the sleepless Li Heng returned to the study again, closed the window, picked up his pen, sat upright for a while until his emotions were in place, and then meticulously reviewed and checked the first draft again.

Upholding the spirit that "good articles are all edited out," word by word, sentence by paragraph, he checked meticulously, extremely seriously.

After 4:00 in the morning, he didn't even lift his head, habitually reaching for his teacup, only to realize the cup was empty, drinking nothing but air, then casually put the teacup on his left side and continued to edit.

It's just that after waiting for a while, when he picked up the teacup to bring it to his mouth again, it was still empty. Li Heng stared at the empty cup and stretched, turned his head, in the end, was he mentally deranged? Where was the shadow of the English teacher on the left?

Having accompanied him for two months, suddenly having no one to accompany him while writing, Li Heng sighed, got up to pour a cup of warm tea, and drank it in small sips.

After the strong wind, it rained outside, bean-sized raindrops burst on the windowsill and bloomed like flowers, forming a thin layer of water mist on the glass.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, many small buildings in Lushan Village lit up, and people came out one after another to tidy up the clothes they had hung out to dry.

Li Heng stood at the windowsill, staring fixedly at the attic of Building 25 opposite, but as a result, an undergarment, a base shirt, and a coat were blown onto his balcony by the wind, and there was no reaction from opposite.

Are they sleeping that soundly?

Li Heng secretly slandered, then left the study and went to the balcony, looking down at the pink undergarment on the wooden railing and the white base shirt on the long bench, stunned. Observing the style and fabric quality, it should be the relatively expensive kind.

The coat was a long black one, also of very good quality.

Don't ask him how he could tell?

Asking is eating too much pork, being able to distinguish male from female at a glance, damn, he really is just this proud!

Should he pick it up?

If he picks it up, will it cause a misunderstanding?

Li Heng looked up at the building opposite again, really wanting to howl "Hey, your undergarment ran over to my place."

Then he shook his head, it didn't taste right! It didn't taste right!

If other neighbors heard it and asked how the undergarment ran to your place in the middle of the night? Wouldn't that be slandering someone's innocence out of thin air?

The wind grew stronger and stronger. After weighing it, Li Heng finally took the two undergarments and the coat into the house.

At the end, he didn't forget to glance at the balcony opposite; there were still underpants and long pants missing. Don't let them be blown over by the wind again later, he wouldn't touch that stuff.

By collecting the clothes, he damn sure confirmed one thing: a female teacher probably lived opposite.

That's right, what male teacher has the leisure to play the ocarina?

Didn't you see the Daoist priest in Building 24 diagonally opposite, either meditating or chasing women?

And the kind that can't catch them.

After such a disturbance, Li Heng's writing atmosphere was ruined, so he simply stopped writing, turned off the light, turned around, collapsed onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Having stayed up almost all night, Li Heng slept very soundly this time. By the time he opened his eyes, it was already past one in the afternoon.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he heard someone knocking on the door, but he turned over and fell back asleep, dazed and too tired, not bothering to pay attention.

Gurgle, gurgle, his stomach was protesting, he was a bit hungry. Li Heng hurriedly got up to wash, but just as he walked out of the bedroom, he caught a glimpse of two pieces of clothing stuck to his attic window.

One long and one short, that, isn't that underpants and long pants?

Damn it, even if they were hung in the innermost part, they couldn't escape their fate, they were still blown over by the wind.

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