Chapter 251: , the carrier of lies, she doesn't admit it herself (Begging for subscriptions)

Chen Siya said frankly: "Shuheng, my family's affairs haven't been handled yet, I can't come back to accompany you tonight."

"Okay, you go ahead." Yu Shuheng said.

After chatting for a while, the call ended.

Putting the receiver back, Yu Shuheng sat quietly on the sofa for a long time.

At one moment, she looked up and drank the red wine in the cup in one breath. After putting down the cup, she came to the attic outside and started fiddling with the astronomical telescope.

After observing the planets of the solar system one by one, her attention was once again invested in the vast and boundless Milky Way as usual.

Every time she faced the vast galaxy, she could always feel the insignificance of human beings, and the knots in her heart were much better.

"Bang!"

Just when she was immersed in the starry universe, a loud noise suddenly came from the house, suspected to be the sound of glass breaking.

Because the environment was too quiet, the sound was very sharp, and it was difficult to miss it.

Yu Shuheng subconsciously turned her head to look into the house, and found that there was no one inside. After thinking for a few seconds, she put down the telescope in her hand and got up to walk to the living room.

After checking, the living room floor was clean, and the red wine glass she had drunk was still on the coffee table, without any abnormality.

Could it be elsewhere?

With doubts, she walked slowly into the study, but as soon as she reached the door, she saw the glass shards on the floor and the red wine overflowing on the ground.

??

Two big question marks in her mind, she entered the study and checked it, only to know that the red wine on the ground was the bottle she had just opened.

Could it be that it fell down because it wasn't placed well?

Yu Shuheng's eyes scanned the wine rack several times, but she found nothing, and didn't find any clues. Finally, she had to pick up the broom and dustpan to clean the ground, and then mop it repeatedly until it returned to its original state.

After such a toss, she had no intention of continuing to travel in space. She took a shower, hung up her clothes, and simply went to the bedroom.

In the past, she had the habit of reading before going to bed, and tonight was no exception. She found a book, leaned against the head of the bed, and read quietly.

It was okay at first, she could still read the book.

But as time passed, as the night came, and as the various noisy sounds outside disappeared one by one, her thoughts were suddenly, as if controlled by an inexplicable force.

Thinking about why the red wine glass fell and broke for no reason before?

Thinking about the ghost pressing the bed.

Finally, the picture in her mind turned, and the scene of last night emerged one by one: she and the person opposite drank together, he helped her into the bedroom, and after midnight, it came intermittently in a daze... she thought it was a dream, and only realized that the new black sweater was broken when she woke up.

Li Heng!

Recalling and recalling, all the pictures evolved into a portrait in an instant, which was the little boy her best friend entrusted her to take care of.

Thinking of this, she closed the book, slowly closed her eyes, and forced herself to interrupt those messy thoughts.

Don't think, don't think, slowly calm down, and let yourself fall asleep.

Time passed minute by minute, I don't know how long it has passed...

Suddenly, Yu Shuheng, who was fast asleep, woke up suddenly. The next moment, she stretched her hands back, sat up, her eyes were scattered, and fine sweat was on her forehead.

The ghost pressing the bed is here again!

She tried to convince herself that this was a psychological effect, but her body couldn't help but get out of bed, leave the bedroom, and come to the balcony.

Fortunately, the light opposite is still on.

Looking at the dim yellow electric light that was extremely bright in the dark night, her heart felt a sense of stability for no reason.

In her sight, Li Heng held a fountain pen in his right hand, occasionally turning a pen flower unconsciously, occasionally writing and drawing on the paper. The playful and focused look was particularly charming.

She realized that this little boy should be modifying the manuscript.

In fact, she was no longer surprised by this scene. As long as she slept a little late these months, she would definitely be able to see it.

Sometimes she had to sigh secretly: many people envy his talent and attribute all the results to the word "genius," but they don't know how much effort he has put into it.

This effort is more than hers, and much more than ordinary people.

It was the first time I observed him so carefully in the middle of the night. In the past, even if I occasionally looked, it was only a short glimpse, and I wouldn't stay on him for too long.

But tonight, the more she didn't let herself look, the more she couldn't help but want to look, as if she were enchanted.

Until the end, she inexplicably carried a bottle of red wine in her left hand and two red wine glasses in her right hand, and appeared at the door of No. 26 small building.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Dong dong dong!"

The knocking force was not great, but it was exceptionally loud.

Li Heng's work state was immediately interrupted. He subconsciously raised his left wrist to look at his watch.

2:37

It's already very late, who is still knocking on the door?

Is it Yu Laoshi opposite?

Thinking this way, he put down his pen quickly, took an iron rod, and went to the balcony to look down.

It won't work without finding out first. He is also afraid in the middle of the night.

Sure enough!

As guessed, it was indeed Yu Laoshi at the door.

No need to say, he turned and ran to the first floor, trying not to let the woman outside wait too long.

Although I don't know what she experienced, but coming to find herself so late, it must be something bad.

Don't look at her noble and cold in front of people. Many male students call her the Moon Goddess in the Moon Palace behind her back, but in the end, she is a woman.

Passing through the hall, without any hesitation, he pulled open the door bolt.

The door opened, and the sight inside and outside the door collided. Li Heng asked with concern: "Teacher, did you have a dream again?"

The gaze fell on his face quietly like the moon of the fifteenth. Yu Shuheng wanted to turn around and leave, but her body didn't listen and crossed the threshold into the house.

"Mm." She responded indifferently.

It has already entered December, and the cold wind outside is blowing, a bit cold.

Li Heng closed the door and followed her up the stairs.

He could clearly feel that since Yu Shuheng stepped into the No. 26 small building, she seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, and her body couldn't help but become much lighter.

It seems she was scared.

"Drink?"

Going up to the second floor, Yu Shuheng looked at the layout of the house for a while, and a sense of familiarity came to her heart. She asked indifferently.

Recalling the situation last night, he wanted to refuse, wanted to say no.

But after making eye contact with her, Li Heng softened his heart and nodded: "Okay."

Still the sofa from yesterday, still the position from yesterday, she poured two glasses of red wine and handed him one: "Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

The question was so abrupt and so thrilling.

Li Heng said firmly: "Don't believe it."

Then he asked: "Why is there still a ghost pressing the bed after so long?"

Yu Shuheng was stunned, then shook her head.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "I have a local method, maybe it can restrain it."

Yu Shuheng's eyes lit up: "What method?"

Li Heng said: "My mother often had ghost pressing the bed, and it pressed for several years. Later, an old Daoist taught her to put a kitchen knife on the floor by the bed, the kind that has seen blood, such as killing chickens and ducks, saying that this can suppress evil. At the same time, hang a circle of lead wire on the head of the bed to play a role in warding off evil."

He is not talking nonsense. This is something he saw with his own eyes when he was a child. Comrade Tian Rune relied on this local method to overcome psychological obstacles, and no strange situation happened when sleeping in the future.

Yu Shuheng asked expectantly: "Effective?"

Li Heng said affirmatively: "Yes, since then my mother has completely got rid of the trouble."

Yu Shuheng said, "I'll try it tomorrow night."

Gazing at the little boy close at hand, in fact, she has a fact that she doesn't want to admit: coming here tonight is not entirely because of fear of ghost pressing the bed, but just wanting to come here to see it for no reason.

Wine, ghost pressing the bed, are just a carrier for lies to grow.

However, she didn't feel that she had feelings for him.

Because if she had feelings like this, she couldn't accept it herself, and it was too far, too fast, and too cheap from the ideal love she imagined.

Then it would be better to let him really sleep last night, and she wouldn't suffer.

Silently drinking two sips of red wine, she asked: "How much of your writing is left to complete?"

This is the first time she mentioned his writing. In the past, even if she read his books behind her back, it was only reading behind her back, and she wouldn't mention it in front of people.

Li Heng replied: "Soon, *Cultural Bitter Travel* has 4 to 5 chapters left to end."

Yu Shuheng looked up and looked around, and said to him: "Help me pull the curtains."

"Oh, okay." Li Heng turned to look at the No. 25 small building opposite, pitch black as ink, and immediately understood why she asked to pull the curtains.

Moving to pull the curtains, he asked: "Does it feel better?"

"Mm."

Yu Shuheng responded indifferently, changing the subject: "Will Xiao Han come over tomorrow?"

"Don't know." Li Heng really didn't know, "She has never liked to play cards according to the routine, maybe she will come, maybe not."

She asked: "Don't you go over?"

Li Heng waved his hand: "Not this weekend, take a break. I promised *Harvest* magazine to finish the novel this month, and the time is quite tight."

Both were looking for words to say, trying not to be cold.

But chatting and chatting, the two still had no topic, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other.

After looking at each other for a long time, Yu Shuheng suddenly smiled and said meaningfully: "If the local method you taught me doesn't work, I will try my best to coax Runwen to Shanghai to accompany me."

Her words were hidden, as if saying: If I habitually run to your house, I will bring Runwen over to restrain myself.

She didn't know if Li Heng would understand, could he understand? But she still said it, said it to herself.

Li Heng rarely rolled his eyes at Yu Laoshi and asked: "What on earth did you say to Auntie? So that her attitude toward me changed as if she were a different person."

Yu Shuheng smiled and reminded: "My mother doesn't like to hear the word 'old'."

"Yes, yes, Auntie is always OK, Auntie is always 18." Li Heng joked using Alan Tam's song.

After drinking a glass of wine, she was afraid that what happened last night would repeat itself, so she didn't dare to drink anymore, and pretended not to hear his question, and didn't give an answer.

Yu Shuheng put the empty wine glass on the coffee table, leaned lazily against the back of the sofa, "You go do your business, I'll stay alone for a while."

"Okay."

There was still a little bit of the manuscript that hadn't been modified, and it wasn't early, so he didn't act coy and really went into the study.

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