Chapter 180: , Song Yu, I love you (Please subscribe!)

Hearing "those who are far away suffer," Li Heng's last bit of luck was gone.

Song Yu was born to love quietness and had a Buddhist personality; usually, it was very hard for her to really take something to heart.

But once she took something to heart, she was an incredibly long-lasting person.

Obviously, regarding why Li Heng went to Fudan? Even if she couldn't know everything, she could guess seven or eight out of ten.

In the past at No. 1 High School, many people called her and Xiao Han the "Peerless Pair of Beauties." Actually, she didn't care about this, because she had absolute confidence that she was the best one.

Although Li Heng going to Fudan had the objective factor of "not passing the exam," whether he was aiming for Xiao Han? Both of them knew it in their hearts.

For this reason, Song Yu had more or less some unpleasant feelings in her heart.

Especially, by Dongtinghu, he implicitly expressed his admiration for her in front of her family and also told her his wish to come to Peking University with her, but it turned out to be empty.

Originally, she didn't have many expectations for these, but his huge changes in words and actions more or less left a thorn in her heart.

Feeling the emotional fluctuations in her words, Li Heng spoke frankly, "Actually, for me, you three aren't a question of distance, but a question of letting us know what kind of person the other is?

Just like this rose, she is composed of three parts: the outermost is the calyx, the inside is the corolla, and the innermost is the stamen. Usually, many people judge whether it's a good flower based on the outer calyx and corolla.

But in my opinion, one still has to look at the most inner-beautiful stamen."

Hearing this, Song Yu asked meaningfully, "Then how do you look at the most inner-beautiful stamen? By peeling off the calyx and corolla and trying them one by one?"

Look at what she said, revealing all his wolfish ambitions!

But he didn't think about trying them one by one among the three and then making a choice. Instead, he wanted all three women.

It was just that the time wasn't ripe now, and the relationship hadn't reached that step, so Li Heng couldn't say it clearly, otherwise, he would scare her away.

The problem of gravity and the problem of the stamen were destined to have no results now, and he couldn't deny it, because that would be too hypocritical.

Because he didn't want to deceive Song Yu.

Because with Song Yu's wisdom, he wouldn't be able to hide it in the future either.

Li Heng sighed and said from the bottom of his heart, "I had a lot of things I wanted to say to you before I came, but after seeing you, I didn't know where to start.

Just like now, being able to stay by your side and look at you like this, I'm already very satisfied."

Looking at each other, Song Yu was quiet for a moment and asked, "Then what about Xiao Han and Chen Zijin?"

Sigh, it seems this girl was determined to checkmate him today!

But thinking about it, it was very understandable.

As a woman, she had come out to spend the night with him in front of so many people in the class. Even if she didn't care, she couldn't completely ignore his absurd affairs.

Li Heng was deeply silent and said frankly, "There are also them."

Song Yu stared at him.

Li Heng followed his heart and said, "But you are different. Every time I think of you, every time I see you, I know how to cherish fate and blessings, and not forget my original intention."

What was his original intention?

Among the three women in his previous life, the one he owed the most and felt the most sorry for was her.

The one who moved him the most was also her.

The one he wanted to marry the most was also her.

It wasn't that Zijin and Xiao Han weren't good, it was just that these two women were born with rebellious bones, always fighting against each other, and sometimes he would feel tired from the fighting.

At these times, he often liked to stay at Song Yu's house for a period of time. Every day spent with her was the most comfortable, the least stressful, and like a fairy.

It was strange to say, every time he was so angry that he went to Song Yu's house, Xiao Han and Chen Zijin would tacitly stop fighting and could maintain a considerable period of time without making trouble.

Hearing the four words "not forget original intention" that were full of true feelings, and looking at the message on the flower card, "Happy Birthday to my Song Yu, may the years treat you gently, may the future be promising, and may you live up to your youth," Song Yu, who had just raised a bit of competitive spirit, softened again.

After being quiet for a long time, she said, "It's not early. You go take a bath first, and we'll drink a bit later."

"Eh, okay."

Li Heng felt as if he had been granted amnesty, knowing that half of tonight's difficult hurdle had finally been passed. He turned around to find a change of clothes and went to the washroom.

Seeing his happy appearance, Song Yu smiled beautifully, then put the roses aside and carefully examined the various flower bouquets in the room.

Besides the roses, the ones she liked most were the Chinese roses and lilies, especially a Chinese rose pot that had red, yellow, and white flowers, which made her unable to stop herself, squatting beside it and lingering for a long time.

After 20 minutes or so, Li Heng came out of the shower room with the freshly washed clothes in his hand and went to the balcony to hang them up.

Song Yu said, "Clothes won't dry in this weather."

Li Heng said, "It's fine, just hang them open for now. I'm taking a plane back anyway, the time is very short, and even if the clothes aren't dry, they won't smell."

Song Yu asked, "Can you buy a plane ticket?"

"I can't buy one, but someone is helping."

Li Heng talked about the high school English teacher and Yu Laoshi, "Tomorrow Yu Laoshi will entrust someone to send the plane ticket to your dorm."

Song Yu asked with concern, "Is Teacher Wang sick? Is it serious?"

Li Heng answered, "It should be okay. I'll go over the day after tomorrow morning, and I'll write to you about the specific situation then."

Song Yu said "Mm" and began to organize the snacks she had bought, placing them on the table one by one.

After hanging up the clothes, Li Heng closed the doors and windows, sat down with a thud, sat next to Song Yu, and then used chopsticks to pry open two beer bottle caps and handed her one.

Song Yu was surprised, "Do you drink often these few months, to be so skilled at opening bottles?"

Li Heng laughed, "No, this thing isn't hard, just pay attention to the force technique. I learned it from someone too."

As he spoke, he taught her how to open the third bottle, but after trying several times, she failed. Finally, she said:

"It seems I don't have much fate with drinking. I'll try to finish one bottle tonight, and you're responsible for the other three."

"Fine, listen to you."

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, picked up the bottles, touched them lightly, and each took a sip.

Next was the time for drinking and eating. Watching him eat five or six peanuts in one breath, Song Yu also tried to pick one up and put it in her mouth. After chewing slowly for a few times, she said:

"These peanuts don't taste as good as the ones I ate last time."

Li Heng asked, "Where did you eat them last time?"

Song Yu said, "Dorm gathering after school started. A classmate from the capital took our dorm to a big restaurant, which was a bit far from here."

Hearing this, Li Heng said, "A big restaurant, then it's normal for there to be a difference."

Song Yu was puzzled, "Aren't they all deep-fried peanuts? Why can the taste be so different?"

Li Heng smiled and explained for her, "In terms of probability, big restaurants should indeed be better.

Let's do a simple quality analysis. The oil for deep-frying peanuts in small restaurants is generally reused. Just like the one in our plate, it must have fried meat before, so the peanuts still have a meaty fragrance. You try the taste again."

Song Yu followed his words and picked up another one to put in her mouth. After chewing and swallowing slowly, she confirmed his statement, "Yes, it really has a pork taste."

Li Heng continued, "Setting aside the oil, let's talk about the peanuts. Look, the sizes are different, and the storage time might have reached the critical period. They are put in the oil together to fry; the small ones might be over-fried and burnt, while the big ones aren't cooked yet.

But big restaurants are different. Every peanut is basically carefully selected, the sizes are all the same, the degree of heat they can accept is about the same, and the taste can be guaranteed to the greatest extent."

After listening, Song Yu picked up a third peanut and put it in her mouth.

This time she specifically picked a big one. After chewing for a while, her eyes lit up and she said, "This one tastes good, not burnt or tight, loose and crispy. What you said makes a lot of sense."

Li Heng showed off a little, "That's right, this is called experience. If small restaurants had the taste of big restaurants, big restaurants would have gone bankrupt long ago and wouldn't be able to open."

Song Yu said, "In the past, I thought everyone went to big restaurants mostly for vanity and face."

Li Heng shook his head and nodded, "I don't deny it. Some small restaurants make very authentic dishes, and it's an indisputable fact that some people go to big restaurants for face. It depends on everyone's choice."

Li Heng was worthy of being a foodie; he explained the differences of every dish on the table to her.

After listening, Song Yu sighed and teased, "No wonder you're thinking of staking out three pieces of territory; you're a careful person."

Li Heng's mouth squirmed, "I!"

Seeing him blocked, seeing him unable to squeeze out a word for a long time, Song Yu smiled, picked up the wine bottle, and touched it with him, "Where has 'Cultural Bitter Travel' been written to?"

Li Heng answered, "The 27th chapter, there are 13 chapters left."

Song Yu asked, "Do you have the manuscript with you?"

Li Heng nodded, "Such a valuable thing is naturally carried with me."

Song Yu said, "Show me tomorrow."

Li Heng readily agreed, "No problem."

The two hearts that were close ate and chatted, and time often passed very quickly. Look, it was midnight without realizing it.

When the hour hand pointed exactly at 12, Li Heng, who had been paying attention, immediately offered his blessings, "Song Yu, Happy Birthday!"

Song Yu, who was eating roast duck, was stunned and raised her right wrist to check, 12 o'clock sharp.

"Thank you for keeping watch for me. I'm very happy." A plain and simple Happy Birthday, but because it was a blessing sent on the hour, Song Yu felt the meaning was very different, and her gaze toward Li Heng was much gentler than usual.

Li Heng shook the beer bottle, "Mine is almost finished, and yours isn't much either. Come, cheers! Let's drink it together."

"Cheers!" Song Yu had a quarter of her bottle left. After touching it, she tilted her head and drank it in one breath.

It was just that when the last drop entered her throat, she paused on the spot, and her already slightly red face instantly evolved into a rosy red, which was very beautiful under the dim yellow light.

Li Heng reached out to support her, "Are you okay?"

Song Yu shook her head slightly, "It's okay."

Li Heng asked, "Are you drunk?"

Song Yu said, "I've reached the top. I feel like I could get drunk if I drink two more sips."

In terms of drinking, his three women weren't very good. The best one was Zijin, but she only had the capacity for 3 bottles of beer.

It was Mai Sui who revealed her skills before graduation, which was terrifying enough; the English teacher and the head teacher Liu Qi couldn't drink as much as her.

After resting for a while, waiting for her drunkenness to ease a bit, Li Heng cleared the table and brought the cake over.

He said, "Now is the most beautiful time. Let's eat cake and make a wish."

Song Yu said okay.

Under her gaze, Li Heng slowly pulled open the cake cover.

When she saw the 9 characters "Happy Birthday to my beloved Song Yu" written in cream on the cake, Song Yu raised her eyebrows and looked at him several times, then quietly took the candles and inserted them into the cake together.

Then he lit all the candles and said to her, "I'll sing you a birthday song."

Song Yu smiled, "Mm, can I request a song?"

"Ah? I was prepared to sing a birthday song. What do you want to hear?" Li Heng asked.

Song Yu blurted out, "Yesterday Once More."

Li Heng's heart stirred. Wasn't this the track he played on the flute by Dongtinghu? He didn't expect her to remember it. He said happily, "You really know how to request. I happen to know this song, the English version."

Song Yu looked at him with a temperament like an orchid, listening attentively.

The two eyes met. Li Heng calmed down, and after brewing his emotions, he opened his mouth:

when i was young

i'd listen to the radio

waiting for my favorite songs

Li Heng perfectly inherited the entertainment genes of Comrade Li Jianguo, and he was absolutely a master of singing and playing.

His singing voice was delicate and his emotions were full, making Song Yu's heart feel peaceful.

As the singing continued to linger in her ears, the shadow in her pupils also grew larger and larger, fuller and fuller, and her soul had a feeling of leaving her body at a certain moment, numb and tingling; this was an experience she had never had before.

"Yesterday Once More" lasted about 4 minutes. Li Heng had no accompaniment and sang for about 3 minutes without interruption.

When the last English letter ended, Song Yu praised sincerely, "You sing really well!"

"Thank you."

Li Heng said thank you gentlemanly, then urged, "While it's still midnight, hurry up and make a wish."

Hearing this, Song Yu closed her eyes and began to make a wish. The process took about 20 seconds. Afterward, she opened her eyes and said to him, "Accompany me to blow out the candles."

"Okay."

Li Heng leaned his head over, the two looked at each other at close range for two seconds, and the next instant they blew out together, extinguishing all 19 candles.

In the curling smoke, Song Yu, who revealed her swan neck like ivory, became even more stunning. Li Heng looked at the beauty close at hand across the cake. He suddenly felt his blood surging and, as if possessed by a ghost, said, "Song Yu, I love you!"

Facing the sudden confession, Song Yu appeared exceptionally calm, as if she had long noticed his strangeness tonight, as if she had long expected him to say this.

She first gave him a faint smile, then took the knife and fork, cut a small piece of cake without haste, used the fork to pick it up, and gently sent it to his lips.

After finishing these actions, she didn't speak.

Their eyes intertwined, Li Heng said, "Today is your birthday, you are the biggest, you should eat the first bite."

Song Yu remained unmoved, sending the small piece of cake forward a few more points, almost sticking to his lips.

Smelling the cream fragrance by his lips, Li Heng looked at her again for a while, and finally followed her, opening his mouth to eat the cake.

After eating a big mouthful, Li Heng asked mischievously, "If I confess again, will you feed me again?"

Song Yu looked at him with a smile, and sure enough, she picked up another small piece and reached it to his lips.

Li Heng asked, "Is this the comfort meal after the death sentence?"

Song Yu chuckled, "Doesn't count."

Only then did Li Heng open his mouth and eat the second small piece.

Reciprocating, Li Heng grabbed the knife and fork, picked up a small piece, and sent it to her lips, "Everything shouldn't exceed three; the third bite is your turn."

Song Yu said softly, "Okay."

One feeding, one eating. After eating three bites in a row, the two looked at each other and suddenly tacitly stopped making a sound. As time passed, only an indescribable atmosphere flowed between the two.

After a long time, Song Yu, who felt it was about time, broke the silence, "Since I was a child, today's birthday has the most flavor. Thank you."

Afterward, she put down the knife and fork, "It's late, let's rest too."

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