Chapter 203

Mai Sui was puzzled: "You still believe in fortune-telling? There's a noble person with a mole on her lower abdomen in your fate?"

Li Heng nodded.

Mai Sui asked again: "This is a woman, right?"

Li Heng blinked.

After looking at each other for a while, Mai Sui smiled softly, "You dreamed about it before, right? Don't cast your net so wide, I don't have a mole on my lower abdomen."

With his little thoughts exposed, Li Heng was a bit embarrassed. He said goodnight and returned to his own room to continue sleeping.

Actually, he just asked on a whim; he didn't think the person in his dream would be Mai Sui. Because Mai Sui had a natural inner-seductive attribute, even if he couldn't see her face clearly, there would be some other traits to distinguish her.

Perhaps, this was just an absurd dream, not to be taken seriously.

He thought so.

Closing the bedroom door, Mai Sui, lying on the bed, kept reminiscing about the conversation she just had with Li Heng.

The reason she guessed Li Heng dreamed about it was because the scent of male characteristics in the air of the master bedroom forced her to think in this direction.

It's just that she was very puzzled: If it was a dream, if it was a woman in a dream, why did he have to get to the bottom of it in reality?

Does this dream appear often?

That's why he was like that?

Thinking and thinking, Mai Sui suddenly sat up from the bed, reached out to take the flashlight from the bedside table, and, as if possessed, lowered her head to check her own lower abdomen.

She didn't dare turn on the light, fearing Li Heng was still in the attic outside and fearing he would overthink.

Although she knew she likely shouldn't have a mole, she hadn't checked her lower abdomen area carefully when bathing in the past. This time, she...

The flashlight lasted for about half a minute, then she turned it off, put it back on the bedside table, and shrank back into the quilt with a hot face.

What am I doing?

Mai Sui patted her face with both hands, feeling ashamed for her absurd behavior just now, and for a moment, her heart was troubled.

An old saying goes: Each autumn rain brings more cold; after ten autumn rains, you must wear cotton.

Waking up the next day, there was a fine drizzle hanging under the eaves. He didn't know which autumn rain this was in late autumn, only feeling it was a bit cold, cooler than the weather in Xiangnan.

Thinking about it, it makes sense; the latitude of Shanghai seems to be much higher than Xiangnan, no wonder.

Checking the time, 9:07.

Well, staying up too late, I slept like a log, the first class is almost over.

Hurriedly putting on his clothes, Li Heng subconsciously wanted to call Mai Sui next door after leaving the bedroom, but the second bedroom door was open, not closed at all.

No need to think, this girl Mai Sui had left long ago.

Scanning the area, he actually found tofu pudding, steamed dumplings, and fried dough sticks on the coffee table.

Mm, there was also a note next to it with words written on it: I didn't know what time you would wake up, and I was afraid the noodles would get soggy, so I didn't buy noodles.

A simple sentence, but his heart felt warm.

To make friends, you should make friends like this; don't be greedy for more, having one or two in life is enough.

After washing up, Li Heng found a black umbrella from the bottom drawer of the bedroom. This was Song Yu's, which he had intercepted and kept as a treasure, reluctant to use.

Opening the umbrella, Li Heng couldn't help but recall the scene of sharing this umbrella with Song Yu to return to No. 1 High School from Hongqi Road in Shaoshi before the college entrance examination. At that time, they were even caught on the spot by the old Song family couple.

Past events were vivid in his mind, and inexplicably, he suddenly missed Song Yu very much.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection; just as he walked into the classroom, Liu Yue stuffed 3 letters into his hand.

The handwriting on the top letter was so familiar; at a glance, he recognized it as Song Yu's.

Without even raising his head, he said thank you and impatiently tore open the envelope, taking out two sheets of letter paper from inside.

This was unprecedented; there were actually 2 pages, whereas in the past, it was always a symbolic one page.

The content wasn't much, mainly divided into three paragraphs.

The first paragraph, like letters in the past, told of her study situation and university life this month like an old friend from afar. The rhythm was relaxed and lively, told in a gentle manner.

In summary, she was doing quite well.

The second paragraph, Song Yu's pen turned, and between the lines, she asked about his studies and writing, and also mentioned the news reports in the newspapers.

She reported good news in the letter: saying that Peking University had recently set off a craze for "Cultural Bitter Travel." Not only did professors openly and strongly recommend it in class, but students also spread it by word of mouth. From time to time, on the roadside grass, in classrooms and libraries, and even in the cafeteria, one could see alumni flipping through this novel.

Occasionally, she would stand by and listen to others' comments, and whenever she heard lavish praise, she would also feel happy for him.

The last paragraph of the letter was shorter. Song Yu asked about the uncle's health in the letter? And took the initiative to ask when he would come to the capital for medical treatment?

This uncle, of course, referred to Comrade Li Jianguo.

Slowly, meticulously, reading it twice without missing a word, Li Heng's longing was well relieved.

Receiving her letter when he was missing her, this feeling of satisfaction was indescribable, really very gratifying.

It was just unexpected that his old father's trip to the capital had only been mentioned once, and he didn't expect Song Yu to take it to heart.

This, this is a bit difficult to handle.

Should he tell her?

If he tells her, will it collide directly with Zijin? Will there be constant conflicts from now on?

If he doesn't tell her, Li Heng will feel uneasy.

This is Song Yu, the woman he least wants to let down in his past and present life.

After weighing it for a while, he decided to tell her the details and fulfill his promise not to lie to her.

Just as he finished expressing his longing and finished writing the letter, he suddenly realized that this girl Liu Yue was sitting on his right side and hadn't left.

Li Heng frowned and stared at her.

Liu Yue didn't pay attention at first, doing her own notes and listening to the lecture seriously.

After a long time, seeing that he was still looking at her, she wrote on her notebook: This young lady has no leisure time to peek at your letters, and even less interest, don't be self-indulgent.

After reading the note, Li Heng observed the other party for a while and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of people knowing about him and Song Yu, he just didn't want his privacy to be peeped at.

He picked up his pen and replied: Didn't you say you wouldn't sit with me anymore? Aren't you afraid of being implicated?

Liu Yue's eyes flashed: Is your name carved on the seat?

Li Heng was speechless.

Liu Yue wrote again: You didn't sit in the corner either, so me sitting here doesn't count as breaking my word. If you have the ability, you go to the corner.

Li Heng's eyelids twitched.

Finding that this girl had a sharp tongue, damn it, she was even better at finding loopholes than him.

Li Heng stared at her profile for a while longer, convinced she hadn't peeked at the content of his letter. Otherwise, his identity as the writer "December" would have been exposed just now, and she couldn't be so calm.

Actually, Liu Yue really didn't peek.

Because she had her pride and disdained doing such sneaky things.

What's more, her life goal was the stars and the sea, and she would go abroad for further studies in the future, so she had no admiration for Li Heng at all. Sitting here today was just out of curiosity about why he didn't play the erhu at the orientation party but changed to playing the ocarina?

The second class bell rang, and Liu Yue immediately packed her textbooks and left, coolly going to the front row of the classroom to join her dormitory sisters.

Witnessing all this, I have to say, this girl is still quite individualistic.

The second letter was written by Li Ran. After two months, he received news from the other party again.

The content was very short, just a few strokes.

Li Ran said: Li Heng, you've become famous. When you come to Gansu in the future, "Cultural Bitter Travel" will be your pass, and you won't have to worry about food and drink.

Li Ran also said: My mother is acting up, secretly taking out your father's photo to look at. Tell me, she's already old and yellow, what is she still after?

Li Ran also said: I just started dating a man, the other party is a university teacher, but his physical strength is not good, and I kicked him out in half a month. Hey, do you have any high-quality men to introduce over there?

The whole letter was rambling, messy, and without any logic. It was really too absurd, and Li Heng couldn't bear to look at it.

Forget it, just treat it as a bit of fun, too lazy to reply.

The third letter was a local address in Shanghai. Li Heng flipped it over in his palm twice, didn't open it, and put it directly into his bag.

The news of Watching Li Guoyi and Le Yao's romance caused some sensation in the two classes of the statistics major. This idiot was so proud of it that he specially held a wedding banquet on Thursday night, inviting people from the two joint dormitories to attend.

The two joint dormitories were initially worried that Li Guang wouldn't be able to take it and wouldn't attend.

As a result, Watching Li Guoyi found Li Guang alone, and the two didn't know what they were whispering about. Li Guang not only attended but also toasted Watching Li Guoyi and Le Yao publicly at the banquet. Judging by his smile, it should be sincere. The boys in Dorm 325 praised him for having demeanor. The girls in Dorm 107 praised him for being able to let go, like a man.

Friday, at dusk.

It was thundering outside again, and thick rain lines were falling, as dense as milk. The campus tree-lined path was unknowingly covered with golden fallen leaves. Li Heng held an umbrella and hurried toward the Management School.

The Management School was holding an orientation party tonight, and Comrade Mai Sui was the host, so he couldn't be absent. He only wrote 4,000 words in the afternoon before putting down his pen and coming over, not even having time to eat dinner.

Before entering the party venue, he heard boys gathered at the entrance discussing Zhou Shihe and Mai Sui.

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