Chapter 276

Song Yu looked at him with a half-smile, "You seem to be afraid of my next question?"

Li Heng freed a hand to take the umbrella, trying to make his tone sound calm: "This question, you asked it by Dongtinghu in August."

Song Yu asked: "I did ask, do you want to change the answer now?"

Li Heng replied: "It's already a fact, changing the answer now is at most carving a boat to mark the sword, deceiving oneself."

Hearing this, Song Yu was quiet.

She restrained all expressions, stopped, looked at his eyes with a calm face, and stared straight into his eyes.

Looking at each other, Song Yu's aura was very strong at this moment, her beautiful eyes were pitch-black like a rotating black hole, as if they could suck people in and crush them into dust.

It is said that the more you care about someone, the more pressure you feel.

That's probably it.

In this instant, Li Heng's scalp went numb, feeling that he had been seen through by her, from the surface to the inside, from top to bottom, pointing directly at his heart, and none were spared.

One minute.

Two minutes.

After three minutes of deathly silence, seeing him unmoved and unrepentant until death, Song Yu finally moved and withdrew her gaze.

The moment she withdrew it, her eyes lost their sharpness and became as soft as water.

Song Yu looked at the skyline and said: "Books say that you cannot have both fish and bear's paw.

Whether it's human-made or heaven's will, since you've made a choice, you should be like you just showed, unrepentant until death."

Li Heng felt a tremor in his heart, this was clearly rejecting him.

A moment ago, she handed him a hot water bag and helped him wipe off dust with a handkerchief, but the next second she made a 180-degree turn, pulling him from a volcano to the Arctic Ocean, experiencing two worlds of life and death.

In the face of such facts, Li Heng didn't quibble, nor would he quibble.

Because he did go to Fudan University, and no matter how much he defended himself, it would be pale and powerless.

In the gloomy sky, snowflakes were still dancing, some were wrapped by the wind and spinning, some fell on the two of them. At a certain moment, Li Heng reached out to gently brush away the snowflakes on her temples and hair tips, looking at her affectionately.

Feeling his gaze at close range, feeling his gentle movements, Song Yu, who had been deadlocked for a long time, finally softened a bit and broke the silence:

"You should defend yourself, I want to see where I am not as good as others?"

Actually, she had him in her heart. Otherwise, among the many pursuers in the past, she wouldn't have made an exception for him alone.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given him a chance and come out with him.

It's just that this kind of liking, hindered by Chen Zijin's existence in the past, she had never shown it.

Originally, according to her Buddhist and indifferent personality, if it weren't for his repeated pursuit and tireless pestering, she wouldn't have shown it now.

Li Heng said from his heart: "You are Song Yu, how could you not be as good as others? You are the most perfect woman in my heart."

Song Yu asked calmly, "What about her?"

She refers to both Xiao Han and Chen Zijin.

For this kind of soul-killing question, Li Heng instinctively wanted to escape, but he knew he couldn't escape, because he would have to face it sooner or later.

He bit the bullet and replied, "She is also very good."

Song Yu turned around slowly and stared at his side profile, "Because I don't fight? Or because I'm soft?"

"Neither, it's because I'm too greedy," Li Heng hesitated several times, but finally said this rebellious thing.

Looking straight at him for ten seconds, Song Yu suddenly smiled beautifully, "You have a clear head today."

Indeed, a clear head.

Say, could it not be clear?

Based on his understanding of her personality, this is a typical case of confessing for leniency and resisting for severity. If he argued like a rogue, he would fall into a lower position and make her look down on him.

And her only weakness is being reserved and proud, and being relatively soft-hearted.

In his past life, both Chen Zijin and Xiao Han used this weakness to attack her fiercely, causing her to suffer mentally and reject his two marriage proposals.

Li Heng looked at her full of love and said frankly: "By Dongtinghu, I promised you that I would not lie to you in this life, whatever you ask, I will answer."

Song Yu was silent.

Her eyes were unfocused, looking up at the sky full of snow, not knowing what she was thinking?

It wasn't until someone's stomach growled uncompetitively that she came back to her senses from her own world and said quietly: "Hungry?"

"Mm, starving to death!"

"I'll take you to the canteen to eat."

"Okay."

Li Heng breathed a sigh of relief secretly, knowing that he had grasped her lifeline, and this hurdle was temporarily passed. Although there was no great progress in the relationship between the two, one cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry.

For Song Yu, he couldn't be as fierce as he was with Xiao Han and Zijin, he could only plan slowly and take his time.

It was meal time, and the canteen was crowded.

Song Yu ignored the various looks from her schoolmates, quietly served him rice, went to different windows to pick the dishes he liked, and finally found a seat to sit down.

She didn't deliberately pick a corner seat, but took the man to a relatively spacious place and sat down generously.

Putting the roses on the corner of the table, she sat down and said: "I don't know what dishes you like, Mai Sui mentioned in high school that you often eat these few, so I served them."

Li Heng: "."

How could this woman in front of him not know what dishes he liked?

Last time they ordered food, she knew them like the back of her hand, it was clear that she had already figured out his preferences long ago.

He felt that there was something in her words, it was a mine.

Seeing that he didn't pick up the conversation, Song Yu smiled, "Why, afraid there are thorns in my words?"

Li Heng picked up his chopsticks and answered the question irrelevantly: "Let me eat two bites first, I'm starving."

Song Yu didn't seem very hungry, she kept watching him eat, and only after he finished half a bowl did she ask: "Do you want another serving?"

Li Heng shook his head, "No need, enough."

Song Yu scraped half of her rice and dishes to him, and finally said: "Tell me about Mai Sui, she hasn't written to me for a month."

Li Heng was confused, this didn't look like Mai Sui's style, and asked: "How often did you write to each other in the past?"

Song Yu said: "Half a month."

Li Heng pretended to be jealous, "You only write to me once every half month."

Song Yu's eyes carried a faint smile: "I only write to you, Mai Sui, and Manning."

Li Heng asked: "How often for Manning?"

Song Yu said: "No partiality, all half a month."

Li Heng was curious: "Manning has such a lively personality, can she also endure replying to you every half month?"

Song Yu replied, "Usually she writes to me first, and I follow up. In fact, she writes 4 pages of paper to me every time."

Li Heng asked casually: "4 pages? So much, then what do you usually talk about?"

Song Yu looked at him across the table, silent.

Not waiting for a reply, Li Heng blinked and raised his head to ask: "What's wrong, is something wrong?"

Song Yu smiled beautifully: "Are you fishing for words?"

The reason she could be so sharp was because there is no harm without comparison.

Many things mentioned in Sun Manning's letters, and things done by the Fudan trio together. And many times, these words could not be found in Mai Sui's letters.

At the same time, Sun Manning liked to share the interactions between herself, Li Heng, and Mai Sui.

But Mai Sui rarely mentioned Li Heng in black and white, not to say completely none, but not many.

One letter or two letters might be nothing, but over time, the wise Song Yu still sensed something wrong.

Combined with some clues revealed by her best friend in the three years of high school, Song Yu understood the reason.

In high school, Song Yu and Mai Sui's grades were not much different, competing for the first place in the school, but the former was more stable, and there was no gap in intelligence between the two.

Therefore, the anomaly that Song Yu could sense, Mai Sui was panicked when she happened to see the letter Sun Manning had just finished writing to Song Yu.

She instantly woke up, many things have traces to follow once they happen.

This also led to the fact that every time she wrote to Song Yu in the following month, she was absent-minded, lacked confidence, wrote one and threw it away, wrote another and threw it away.

Under this kind of heavy contradictory pressure, under inner torment, Mai Sui's letters were finally not finished and not sent.

Her little thoughts were exposed, Li Heng didn't speak, just looked at her directly.

Looking at each other for a long time, Song Yu said softly: "There are many similarities with the content of our letters, all talking about life, discussing studies, chatting about school, sharing the differences between the two cities of Shanghai and Beijing.

Mm, by the way, Manning mentioned in the letter that you rented a house in Lushan Village to write, and Mai Sui and she often went to your rental to play, helping to take care of your daily life."

This remark seemed ordinary, but Li Heng heard it with his hair standing on end, sitting on pins and needles.

That feeling came again!

In his past life, the feeling of her and Zijin never bringing him along when eating and gathering with Mai Sui came again.

He had already scolded Sun Manning a hundred times in his heart, but Li Heng always maintained stability on the surface:

"It's roughly the same as what Manning said, I've been reading and writing for the past few months, they really helped me a lot, buying breakfast and such saved me a lot of time."

Song Yu asked: "The newspapers are all waiting for the final chapter of your 'Cultural Travel Notes', have you finished writing it?"

"Oh! Look at my bad memory, I was sharing the Spring Festival Gala with you in the last letter, and forgot about this, finished, finished writing last week," Li Heng patted his forehead and replied.

"My roommates are all discussing the separate publication of 'Cultural Travel Notes', have you negotiated with 'Harvest' magazine?" Song Yu asked with concern.

Li Heng asked happily: "Your roommates also pay attention to my books?"

"Mm."

Song Yu gave a light "mm", with a smile on her face: "You are a great writer now, and your fame and influence at our Peking University are very great.

Half a month ago, Xiao Feng also participated in the school's literature club activities, came back and praised you hard, saying that the literature club held a special topic, specifically studying your 'To Live' and 'Cultural Travel Notes'."

Li Heng was so happy that he forgot to take his chopsticks, leaning forward: "I'm that famous."

Song Yu scanned the surroundings, nodded with a smile, "Maybe even more famous than you imagine.

This semester, 3 teachers have publicly recommended your 'To Live' in class, and 4 teachers said they love reading 'Cultural Travel Notes', calling it a masterpiece.

Most of my roommates are influenced by the teachers and have become your readers."

Li Heng was a little smug, there was nothing better than this, the newspapers praising him ten thousand times couldn't compare to a Peking University teacher praising him once in front of Song Yu.

How should I describe this pleasant feeling, a sense of achievement explosion! Vanity explosion!

His body was almost flying!

Sensing his emotional fluctuation, Song Yu rarely praised him: "When I'm by your side, I don't feel like you're a great writer; but once you leave, it feels like the world is full of your shadow, and everyone is talking about you."

Li Heng asked with blood rushing up: "Then do you like it?"

Looking at each other, eyes intertwined, Song Yu smiled beautifully, didn't pick up the conversation, and lowered her head to eat.

"Eh, when I was most excited, you stopped talking, so uncomfortable," Li Heng complained happily.

Song Yu continued to eat, smiling without saying a word.

After eating, the two walked out of the canteen side by side.

Coming outside, she asked: "What are your plans for the afternoon?"

Her potential meaning was to ask him if he was leaving in the afternoon? Going to his parents'?

Li Heng understood in seconds, "No plans for the afternoon, I'll leave tomorrow morning."

Song Yu thought for a while and said: "I have classes in the 5th and 6th periods this afternoon, do you want to go to the classroom with me, or should I skip class to accompany you to watch a movie?"

Li Heng asked excitedly: "You dare to skip class for me?"

This didn't happen in his past life, he really wanted to experience it once.

Seeing this, Song Yu said quietly: "I'll send the flowers back to the dormitory, you wait for me downstairs in the dormitory building."

"Deal."

Li Heng followed her to the girls' dormitory building happily, and when he stood at the entrance, many girls coming in and out glanced at him secretly.

It went far beyond that, before long, the girls' dormitory was spreading a message: Song Yu's boyfriend is downstairs in the dormitory building, sisters, those who want to see, go quickly, if you miss this village, there won't be this shop.

Then, wave after wave of girls passed by him, seemingly chatting, but their little eyes were all covering him.

Even a few bold ones didn't even pretend, ran in front of him openly, looked him up and down, and then ran back to the dormitory lobby with a giggle.

Li Heng was speechless.

Hey, you guys are from Peking University! Peking University! Can you be a bit more reserved?

Fortunately, Song Yu didn't keep him waiting long, reheated the warm bag and came down.

Leaving the girls' dormitory building, she teased: "Just now in the hallway, many girls were saying you look good."

Li Heng touched his face: "Where, where, I just picked up a bargain, it's my mother's credit."

Song Yu smiled, asked: "Did you find a hostel?"

Li Heng said: "Found it, the same one as last time."

Song Yu said: "Tell me more about you being on the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay."

For the next few minutes, he kept talking about the ocarina, talking about "The Original Scenery of Hometown", from beginning to end, describing everything in detail.

Song Yu didn't interrupt, listening very carefully.

After listening, she sighed: "I only thought you sang very well before, didn't expect you to have such talent."

Li Heng said proudly: "You should be happy that I'm on the Spring Festival Gala."

"Indeed happy."

Song Yu nodded, but the next sentence choked him quite a bit: "But you are too excellent, and it's not easy to make people worry."

Hearing this pointed remark, Li Heng laughed, "It's not my fault that I'm too excellent, besides, I wouldn't dare to pursue you if I weren't excellent."

Song Yu pretended not to hear the second half of the sentence, "Did you bring the ocarina?"

Li Heng replied: "Brought it, at the hostel."

Could he not bring it? He said in the letter last time that he would play it for her in advance.

Song Yu said expectantly: "Find a place with few people later and play it for me."

"No problem, as you wish."

For Li Heng, as long as it was something she liked, even if it meant picking the moon and stars, he would build a ladder to try.

In his past life, he learned the piano because she loved listening to it, so he worked hard to learn it.

Rushing to the cinema, the two picked for a long time, and finally chose "The Last Emperor" to watch.

Song Yu's personality was quiet, she didn't have many hobbies, and piano concerts and watching movies were exactly one of her favorite ways to pass the time.

"The Last Emperor" is a biographical film starring John Lone and Joan Chen, mainly telling the turbulent life of Puyi, the last emperor of China, spanning 60 years from the time he became emperor to finally becoming an ordinary citizen.

Although he had seen this movie, he had forgotten many details, and now watching it again, it was like watching a new one, very engaged.

Song Yu was even more engaged than him, watching the screen with full concentration, not distracted at all, for fear of missing the content of the movie.

Well, this era is not like later generations, it is really not easy to come to the cinema to watch a movie, not just the two of them, everyone in the cinema was relatively focused.

During the period, Li Heng asked quietly: "Between me and the male lead John Lone, who is better looking?"

Song Yu glanced at him with a faint smile in her eyes, compared them, "You are different types, the temperament is different, both are good looking."

Li Heng pretended to sigh, "I thought you would say I'm more handsome."

The smile in the corners of Song Yu's eyes spread to her face, and she said reservedly: "You are indeed not bad, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people obsessed with liking you."

Li Heng said happily: "If you could take back the second half of the sentence, I would be even happier."

Song Yu said: "Water is clear and there are no fish, the heart is clean and has no dirt."

Masters exchanging moves, one question and one answer is like a peck and a drink, the two seemed to have mentioned nothing, but said everything. Including Xiao Han and Chen Zijin.

Also including Mai Sui, whom she mentioned earlier.

This movie was relatively long, more than two hours, and when they walked out of the cinema, the streets and roofs outside had already been covered with a thick layer of snow.

Li Heng opened the umbrella and asked: "How is this movie?"

Song Yu was quite satisfied: "Good."

Li Heng said: "Let's go, let's go to the hostel to get the ocarina."

Song Yu gave a "mm", drilled under the umbrella, and the two stepped on the snow with a "creak, creak" sound, walking towards the hostel.

The cinema was not very far from the hostel, it took about 20 minutes to walk. But even so, he still couldn't adapt to this kind of weather that was too cold, the cold wind blowing on his face was like a knife cutting painfully.

On the contrary, Song Yu was much better than him, a scarf helped block most of the attacks.

After entering the room, she said: "I'll go buy you a scarf later."

How could he not agree to such a good thing?

Washing his face with hot water, he suddenly felt much more comfortable, he was alive again, sat on the chair to rest for a while, then found the ocarina from his bag, "Let's go, let's find a place."

Looking at the snowflakes outside, she changed her mind and said: "Just stay in the room, the wind outside is getting stronger, I guess we can't hold an umbrella, it's too cold."

Li Heng opened the window and reached out to test it, immediately accepting her opinion.

"Are you ready? I'm going to play."

"Mm."

"Prepare yourself mentally, don't be too shocked after listening."

Song Yu smiled quietly and nodded slowly.

Under Yu Laoshi's devastation, Li Heng's ocarina level had risen greatly during this period.

Especially playing the same piece day after day, he found that feeling of being able to play it at will as soon as his hands touched it.

It was really at will!

When the ocarina was placed to his mouth and the first short segment of notes was played, Song Yu was conquered, staring at him quietly, her whole body and mind thoroughly integrated into his musical world.

4 minutes and 40 seconds is not long, not short, but in Song Yu's ears, it was like a glimpse of a startled swan, and it ended while she was still amazed.

When the last note dissipated in the cold air, the room suddenly fell into silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

Song Yu still maintained a posture, staring at him quietly at close range, her eyes bright and shining.

For a long, long time, until cheers came from the next room, she gradually came back to her senses and sighed in an inexplicable tone: "Played really well."

Li Heng said: "I'm relieved that you think it sounds good, I'll play it for you more in the future."

"Okay."

Song Yu reached out to take the ocarina and touched it affectionately, "I like this piece very much."

She asked: "When did you learn the ocarina?"

Li Heng replied: "For a while, but I've been studying it professionally with a teacher recently, and only then did I reach the current state."

Song Yu raised her head, "Is it the English teacher's best friend, that Yu Laoshi?"

"You know?" Li Heng was surprised.

Song Yu said: "Once when eating, I remember the English teacher once said that her best friend is very good at all kinds of musical instruments."

Li Heng told the truth: "It is indeed her. She will accompany me during the Spring Festival Gala, I play the ocarina, she plays the violin."

Then he added: "There is also a classmate playing the piano accompaniment."

Her mother, Jiang Yue, was a university music teacher, and Song Yu naturally had more contact with this aspect than ordinary people, "You guys practice hard, those old classmates and fellow villagers from Shaodong County will definitely be guarding the TV set this year, 'The Original Scenery of Hometown' has the strength to be a blockbuster.

I hope that after the Spring Festival, every street and alley can hear it. I hope everyone will be proud to know you."

Song Yu's words gave Li Heng infinite power of belief!

Just this one sentence, no need to say more.

She didn't mention the writer's identity, nor did she mention writing. Although that was a bigger and more lasting storm, she understood him and didn't want to be exposed so early.

In the following time, the two kept chatting around this piece, and in the middle, Song Yu showed expectation: "Besides this piece, have you created others?"

"Yes."

Li Heng said decisively, picking up the ocarina again.

Song Yu reached out and pressed his hand back lightly, "Not here, I haven't recovered yet, and I don't want to recover so early."

Li Heng turned his hand over and took the opportunity to hold her hand, "Then I'll come to find you during the winter vacation."

Song Yu smiled quietly, looked down at the place where their hands met, and teased herself, "I thought you would let me go like a gentleman this time."

Li Heng said shamelessly: "You know my character, so don't have unrealistic fantasies."

Song Yu was quiet and didn't pick up the conversation, thought about it, and didn't pull her hand away.

After a silence, she asked with a condensed temperament: "When are you leaving tomorrow morning?"

Li Heng had planned this long ago, "Around 7 o'clock."

"The time is a bit early, then I won't come to see you off tomorrow," Song Yu said.

Li Heng pointed to the bed, "You aren't staying overnight here tonight?"

Hearing this, Song Yu was quiet for a few seconds, then got up and went to the window, looking at the wind and snow outside, and after a while said meaningfully:

"Next time I see Zijin and Xiao Han, I'll discuss it with them. Ask them if they are tired of sleeping in this bed?"

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