Chapter 294

Realizing he didn't have much time left, Li Heng was startled into sitting up in a flash, taking the sweater from her hands and pulling it over his head.

Perhaps he was too hurried; the more he rushed, the harder it was to get it on. There it was, the garment stuck over his head, unable to be pulled down for a moment.

Mai Sui, watching from the head of the bed, found it amusing. She reached out to carefully straighten the collar for him, then pulled it down with a little force.

"Hey, it's all your fault for taking such good care of me usually. You've spoiled me; I don't even know how to put on clothes anymore." Li Heng sighed repeatedly, full of mock grievance.

Mai Sui gave a soft, charming smile, her eyes flowing like autumn water, her brows slightly raised; every move she made overflowed with an indescribable allure.

Li Heng couldn't look away for a moment.

Mai Sui felt her face grow slightly warm from his gaze and urged him softly, "Hurry up and get up. There's not enough time; Yu Laoshi and Shihe are waiting for you."

"Oh, right!"

Her eyes were almost brimming with tenderness as she turned and left the master bedroom.

Li Heng lifted the quilt again and gave himself a slap across the face.

Damn it all!

Dressing and getting out of bed, Li Heng haphazardly slipped on his cotton shoes and headed toward the living room.

Once the door opened, he discovered that it was indeed as Mai Sui had said: Zhou Shihe was already prepared and was chatting with Sun Man and Ye Ning on the sofa.

Yu Laoshi had finished washing up and had already returned to her own home to get her luggage.

Seeing movement at the doorway, the three of them—Zhou Shihe included—turned their heads in unison to look at him.

Li Heng waved his hand at Zhou Shihe and said, "Very soon, give me two minutes, I'll be ready right away."

Zhou Shihe smiled and nodded gently.

In the washroom, Mai Sui had already prepared the toothpaste, toothbrush, and mouthwash, placing them on the vanity. She was bending over to run warm water, preparing it for someone to wash their face.

After a silent moment of eye contact, Li Heng said thank you, then, not daring to waste time, took a mouthful of water and picked up the toothbrush to get to work.

Seeing him brushing his teeth with a loud, vigorous sound, she laughed in spite of herself and said, "Be gentle, you'll have toothaches later if you do that."

"It's fine, my teeth are wear-resistant," he replied indistinctly.

He wasn't just bragging.

Before he was struck by lightning, his teeth had been perfectly straight, with hardly any cavities or toothaches, which could be said to have supported his appearance quite well.

Brushing and rinsing took a minute, and washing his face was even faster—just grab a towel and scrub hard; after all, he was young and full of collagen, so this face looked good no matter how he treated it.

While he was bent over washing his face, Mai Sui didn't rest either, helping him tidy his hair on the side, such as wetting her fingers to pinch up the spots that had been flattened during sleep.

He narcissistically said, "Actually, I look more aesthetically pleasing when I'm decadent."

Mai Sui smiled delicately, "Yes! The number one handsome man of Fudan has the confidence for that."

Li Heng tilted his head to glance at her, "Hey, you've learned to be bad from them too."

Mai Sui said, "Not at all, everyone thinks so."

Li Heng asked offhandedly, "This 'everyone' includes whom?"

Mai Sui was in a good mood and played along, "Hmm, the girls from the School of Management, as well as those seniors and alumni in the Student Union, all mention you from time to time."

Li Heng asked, "Have you mentioned me to outsiders?"

Mai Sui said, "Many girls from the foreign language school have asked me about your situation, asking if you have a partner or something, so I chatted about you a bit. Does that count?"

Li Heng was a little smug, "It counts. Who is the prettiest girl? Tell me a name, let's see if I've heard of her?"

Mai Sui glanced at him, "Senior Ye Zhanyan, I suppose."

Li Heng: "."

At this point, the two fell silent. After a minute or so, he asked, "Are you done?"

"Just a little bit more, wait a second... hmm, done."

Li Heng hung up the face towel, looked into her eyes, and said, "I'm leaving, take good care of yourself."

"I know." Mai Sui withdrew her hand and stood quietly to the side.

After five or six seconds of eye contact, Li Heng turned to leave the washroom, shouldered his luggage bag, and waved at Zhou Shihe, "Comrade Shihe, let's go!"

"Okay."

Zhou Shihe stood up and followed him downstairs.

Her things had already been brought over and were on the first floor of Building 26.

"Yu Laoshi, Li Heng, Shihe, I wish you a flying start! Go for it!" At the entrance of the alley, Sun Man, who was seeing them off, raised her hands to cheer!

"I wish you immediate success! Dominate the whole scene!" Ye Ning, one of the atmosphere duo, was not to be outdone.

Li Heng, Yu Shuheng, and Zhou Shihe were all amused, pulled open the car door, and climbed in.

He sat in the front row, and the two women sat in the back.

Li Heng glanced at the female driver; she didn't look like a stranger, as if he had seen her from afar in Changsha before.

Li Heng waved his hand outside, and the three women seeing them off waved back. The car started and drove toward the airport.

Along the way, the two women chatted the whole time. Li Heng listened for a while, then fell asleep without realizing it, and wasn't woken up by Yu Shuheng until they were near the airport.

Yu Shuheng asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Li Heng yawned and rubbed his eyes, "It's not that I didn't sleep well, but I had so many dreams. In the dreams, I was either helping this person fight or helping that person fight; I was either fighting or on the way to a fight. It exhausted me!"

The two women couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing him say this, Yu Shuheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "It is said that you often fought with student hoodlums in junior high?"

Li Heng asked, "Who did you hear that from?"

Yu Shuheng said, "I have my own ways."

Li Heng half-turned, "Teacher, you didn't send someone to investigate me, did you?"

Yu Shuheng smiled slightly, "There's no need for that now; you certainly didn't fight any less in junior high."

Li Heng put on a wronged expression, "It's true I didn't fight any less, but that was all passive, alright? We were just struggling to survive in the midst of conflict."

"Otherwise, if all our living expenses were robbed, and we couldn't even afford to eat, how could we study with peace of mind?"

Zhou Shihe was a bit surprised and rarely interjected, "Is the school over there very chaotic?"

"How should I put it? It's not exactly chaotic. The folkways in Shaodong are fierce. Except for those few key middle schools in the city, I feel everywhere else is about the same." Having earned his dignity with his fists since elementary school, he had deep feelings about this.

After walking forward for a while, Yu Shuheng asked meaningfully, "How was your win-loss record?"

Li Heng recalled, "I was bullied in the early stages and bullied others in the later stages. Overall, I'd say 70-30. I had 70, others had 30."

He won most of his fights, mainly because he was tall and strong. Then there were two fearless, dim-witted guys and Bozi who dared to fight and charge; others were afraid when they saw the three of them.

It was just a pity that Bozi passed away at his grandmother's house during the summer vacation of his first year of junior high; he went to the river to catch fish and shrimp when the water rose, slipped, fell into the river, and was swept away by the flood. At that time, Li Heng and the dim-witted guy were heartbroken for a long time.

Sometimes the facts are just that shitty! Like water safety work, schools and villages have to spend a lot of effort every year to publicize it, and teachers and parents have worn their lips thin, but in the 80s and 90s, accidents happened almost every year.

Sigh, as the elders say, good words cannot persuade a ghost that is destined to die, and compassion cannot save those who are self-aware. It's a fate in life, and there's no way around it.

Yu Shuheng smiled slightly and said, "That's not bad, it fits your style."

Li Heng leaned forward and asked, "What style?"

Yu Shuheng said, "You don't look like someone who likes to suffer losses."

"Look at what you're saying, Teacher. Born as a human, who would want to suffer losses?" Li Heng muttered.

Yu Shuheng said, "Fighting only has two results: either you lose or you win. The fact that you can always win already explains a lot."

Li Heng muttered, "That's different. I'm usually well-prepared and never fight a battle I'm not sure of."

Yu Shuheng nodded with a smile, "Then are you sure about this Spring Festival Gala?"

Hearing this, Zhou Shihe also looked at him.

Facing the eyes of the two women, Li Heng was full of confidence, "Soaring to the sky! An instant hit! Not making a sound until you make a big splash! These three phrases are all good; let's each take one."

Yu Shuheng smiled elegantly, her right hand brushing her hair back, which was truly full of charm, causing many passersby at the airport to steal glances.

Zhou Shihe's clever little mouth pouted slightly, smiling faintly.

On the plane, Li Heng, having opened the floodgates, kept chatting with the two women about his childhood life and various strange anecdotes from his hometown. Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng were used to living in golden nests and silver nests, so when had they ever heard such curiosities?

And so, they maintained a very strong interest throughout the whole journey, and invisibly, the relationship between the three of them had drawn much closer without them realizing it.

There was an auntie next to them who was listening in at first, and later couldn't help but join in. Before getting off the plane, the other party even asked:

"Young man, do you have a partner? I have three daughters, and none of them are married yet."

People who can afford to take a plane these days are not from ordinary families. Observing the auntie's clothing and attire, her family circumstances should be quite substantial.

The auntie's words were a bit too straightforward, leaving both Yu Shuheng and Zhou Shihe stunned. It was true that they had been popular and chased by the opposite sex since they were young, but this was the first time they had encountered the magical operation of a mother-in-law recommending her daughter upon first meeting on a plane!

Li Heng revealed his neat, white teeth and smiled very brightly, "Auntie, my child is almost old enough to go buy soy sauce."

Now it was the auntie's turn to be dumbfounded, "You're already married?"

Li Heng nodded.

The auntie looked at Zhou Shihe, then at Yu Shuheng, and finally her gaze stopped on Yu Shuheng, "Is this your wife?"

"No, this is my teacher," Li Heng hurriedly corrected.

The auntie wouldn't give up, "How old are you this year?"

Li Heng said off the top of his head, "26."

The auntie looked him up and down for a while and walked away muttering: He looks like a young man of eighteen or nineteen, how can he be so old, already 26? When have I ever had such poor judgment?

After getting off the plane, Yu Shuheng glanced at Zhou Shihe walking in front and asked him in a tone without any emotional color, whispering in his ear:

"Little boy, is 26 very old?"

Li Heng explained in a panic, "Not old, Teacher, you are always 18 in my eyes."

Yu Shuheng asked expressionlessly, "Then why do you have to explain?"

Li Heng: "."

The wind had risen again in the capital, and it was snowing again. Snowflakes filled the sky, rolling with the wind. The group felt as if they had traveled through time and space, placing themselves in a fairy tale world.

Li Heng found the black and white plaid scarf that Zijin had given him from his bag, tied it on, shook his feet, crossed his arms, and followed the crowd outward.

Yu Shuheng glanced at his black and white plaid scarf several times, and two names couldn't help but appear in her mind: Song Yu? Or Chen Zijin?

Receiving Yu Laoshi's gaze, Li Heng's heart skipped a beat, and then he said, "Teacher, the white scarf you gave me has been washed and is drying in the attic."

Hearing this, Yu Shuheng said meaningfully, "Wearing a white scarf at the Spring Festival Gala shows more temperament."

Li Heng's eyelids twitched, cursing himself for being a big mouth, cursing his damn big mouth, and said with a chuckle, "Teacher is right, you are the second person to say so."

Yu Shuheng asked, "Who is the other one?"

Of course it was Song Yu. He glanced at Zhou Shihe beside him and replied, "Xiao Han."

Yu Shuheng nodded, looking ahead, wondering what she was thinking in her mind.

Zhou Shihe glanced at the black and white plaid scarf, then at Yu Laoshi, fell two steps behind, and then followed quietly behind the two.

When they were about to reach the exit, he turned back and instructed, "Comrade Shihe, keep up."

"Okay." She didn't need to carry luggage; Li Heng had snatched it as soon as they got off the plane, so she didn't walk slowly.

As for Yu Laoshi, who was nearly 175cm tall in her shoes, Li Heng basically didn't need to greet her. With such a tall stature and such a powerful aura, she looked like someone not to be trifled with at a glance; usually, pickpockets would have to walk around her.

There was one man and two women picking them up.

One of the men and women should be a married couple, but they seemed to be arguing faintly, yet didn't dare to make a scene.

Neither Li Heng nor Zhou Shihe knew the other party. The other party communicated with Yu Laoshi for a few sentences and then took the three of them toward the Mercedes-Benz car.

At the parking spot, Yu Shuheng said warmly to the two, "CCTV is over there on Fuxing Road in Haidian. It just so happens I have a house nearby. You two take the car behind; I need to discuss something with a friend."

She pointed to the second Mercedes-Benz.

Li Heng and Zhou Shihe looked at each other and walked toward the second car.

Opening the door and closing it, as soon as he sat steady, he couldn't help but breathe several mouthfuls of hot air into his palms and rub his hands vigorously.

Seeing this, Zhou Shihe asked, "The gloves Suisui knitted for you, didn't you bring them?"

Li Heng shook his head, "I missed them when I was packing."

After a moment of contemplation, she took a pair of new wool gloves from her bag and handed them to him, "I originally intended to use them as a spare. Try and see if you can wear them?"

His hands were frozen red and stiff. Li Heng had no time to be hypocritical, said thank you, impatiently took the gloves, and then stuck his fingers in. Whoa! He squeezed them in.

He smiled and said, "A bit tight, but it's suddenly much warmer."

"Hmm, having them is better than nothing. Just make do with them for now; you can buy a suitable pair when you get to the place," Zhou Shihe said.

"Eh, okay," he replied.

Could it be anything but okay?

If he took these gloves to sell, he reckoned some people would secretly buy them home to treasure as a treasure; after all, they were things knitted by the Great King herself, which were extremely scarce.

Reciprocating, Li Heng reached his right hand into his bag and fished around, took out two pieces of black chocolate, and handed one to her:

"Mai Sui put them in the bag. She instructed me that if I eat one, I have to give you one, not letting me be greedy."

Zhou Shihe smiled knowingly, didn't stand on ceremony, took the chocolate, peeled off half of the outer wrapping paper, and bit into it gently at her lips.

Li Heng didn't have so many scruples; he peeled it all off, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a few times, and said, "Only by filling my mouth like this is it satisfying."

Zhou Shihe tilted her head and looked at him, just smiling. Habit dictated that she still couldn't do this act of eating meat and drinking soup in big mouthfuls.

With the gloves and chocolate exchanging to warm up the scene, the two chatted in detail afterward, and time passed relatively quickly. When they reacted, the car had already stopped; they had arrived at Fuxing Road in Haidian.

The capital in '87 was not like later generations. Although the streets were wide, most of the traffic was bicycles. The houses were generally not very tall or new, and many street corners hid an ancient atmosphere.

Yu Shuheng got out of the front car, walked over, and asked them, "Are you two hungry?"

Li Heng replied, "It's okay."

Yu Shuheng raised her right wrist to check the time, "Then I'll take you home first, rest for a while, and then eat."

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Naturally, Li Heng and Zhou Shihe had no objections to this.

The place Yu Laoshi took the two was a courtyard house, but it was much larger than the house Li Heng had in Gulou, with a full three courtyards.

The layout inside was even more blinding to his dog eyes. The floor was covered with carpets he had never seen before, the furniture was all precious nanmu, and various antiques, calligraphy, and paintings were hung on the walls, one after another, as if they didn't cost money.

He believed it! No wonder she said a while ago that his 130,000 yuan wasn't enough to cover a fraction of her assets and that he couldn't afford to support her.

Looking at this scene, damn it! Let alone supporting her, he was damn near the same as a beggar.

After walking around, he found that Zhou Shihe, this girl, didn't seem to have much of a ripple about such a layout, and couldn't help but ask:

"Comrade Shihe, is your family also up to this standard?"

Zhou Shihe looked back and smiled, gentle and graceful, "The decoration style of Building 26 is quite good; I like it better."

Li Heng gave a thumbs up, "You have an eye for it; that was handled by Mai Sui single-handedly."

Half an hour later, Yu Shuheng finally dismissed the three friends, drank a cup of hot tea, and said to the two, "Let's go, Teacher will take you out to eat."

Li Heng asked, "Is the place far?"

Understanding the implication, Yu Shuheng stopped her steps, "You don't want to move anymore?"

"It's too cold, with such heavy snow, I really don't want to move much. How about we just find a restaurant nearby?" Li Heng said, stamping his feet.

Yu Shuheng turned to Zhou Shihe, "Shihe, what about you?"

Zhou Shihe, who was weak and frail, didn't want to make a big fuss either, "I'm fine with anything."

"Alright then, there's a Shandong cuisine restaurant 300 meters away. The taste is okay. Let's walk over," Yu Shuheng said.

300 meters, it would have been there in a flash in the past. But today, stepping on the accumulated snow with a crunching sound, it was very slow, and it felt like it took three times as long as usual.

Yu Laoshi was worthy of being Yu Laoshi. When she went out, she paid attention to style. The Shandong cuisine restaurant she spoke of was not small at all.

With curiosity, he followed her into the shop. To be honest, for him, Shandong cuisine was only known by name, never seen in person; he had never eaten it in two lifetimes.

And he didn't know what the head of the eight major cuisines actually tasted like.

Looking up at the menu on the wall, his foodie attributes exploded, and he asked, "Teacher, can I order whatever I want?"

Yu Shuheng was concise, "Yes."

After checking, he ordered pot-roasted duck and nine-turn large intestines, and also ordered scallion-braised sea cucumber. The names were all damn good, and they all seemed to be quite good.

Seeing him order three dishes in one breath, Zhou Shihe symbolically ordered a pot-collapsed tofu.

Yu Shuheng finished with fish egg soup and stir-fried fish slices.

Three people, six dishes, a bit small and luxurious.

Yu Shuheng suggested, "There are quite a few dishes. Anyway, there's nothing to do today, shall we drink some wine?"

Zhou Shihe said okay.

Both women agreed, so naturally, he wouldn't spoil the fun and agreed as well.

Calling for a few bottles of beer, Li Heng filled a glass for everyone, raised his glass, and said, "Come, first time in the capital, everything is in the unspoken words. Let's have one, the three of us."

Yu Shuheng and Zhou Shihe raised their glasses and clinked them very politely.

Yu Shuheng asked Zhou Shihe, "Has Shihe been to the capital before?"

Zhou Shihe said, "I came more often when I was a child, but less in recent years."

Following this topic, the two women chatted for a while, and then Yu Shuheng turned to Li Heng, "You have time in the afternoon, do you want to go to Gulou?"

Li Heng thought about it and shook his head, "Forget it, the weather is bad. Let's talk about it later. Let's save energy to deal with tomorrow's rehearsal first."

Seeing him insist, Yu Shuheng didn't say anything more and changed the topic again.

Eating and chatting, this meal was very pleasant.

It was just that when they were halfway through, Li Heng was attracted by a few people who came in at the door. Whoa! They were all acquaintances.

Uh, that can't be said either. He had seen them on TV, but they didn't know which onion he was.

For example, Liu Wei, Feng Gong, Zhu Zhenhua, Li Yi, and others.

Among them, Feng Gong's face was the most familiar.

Yu Shuheng asked him, "Do you know them?"

Li Heng shook his head, "No, but I've seen them."

Seeing two beautiful women and one man looking toward their side, Feng Gong even greeted them friendly with his right hand.

Li Heng smiled, which was a return gift.

He thought it would end there, but several waves of people came in later. Such as Zhao Benshan and others, such as Mao Amin and a few friends, such as Zhu Shimao and a string of people.

Yu Shuheng observed for a while and concluded, "These people should be about the same as us, all participating in the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal tomorrow."

Just as Li Heng was about to say "Yes" to pick up the conversation, he didn't expect an unexpected person to appear at the door—Huang Zhaoyi.

The other party was still wearing sunglasses, a long yellowish-brown trench coat, and even in such cold weather, she only tied a silk scarf.

Huang Zhaoyi saw Li Heng at a glance, her gaze stayed on him for three seconds, and finally, driven by her friends, she sat at the next table by coincidence.

Actually, it wasn't a coincidence. There were still two empty tables in the shop now. It was either that table or this table. Anyway, the probability was not small.

Thinking of the washing machine, erhu, and flute the other party had sent him in the past, Li Heng was weighing in his heart whether to say hello. Huang Zhaoyi, amidst the stunned gazes of the two tables of people, wrote a note and handed it to him.

As soon as this note was handed over, the two tables of people who were just lively and noisy instantly quieted down.

Huang Zhaoyi's two good friends' gazes brushed onto him, examining him with a condescending look.

Zhou Shihe's position was next to Li Heng. In a small surprise, she accidentally glanced at the words on the note: Can we take a walk together after the meal?

After glancing at it, she was even more surprised.

A woman's intuition told her that there was a problem with this note.

If there was no problem, the two tables were so close that there was no need for the other party to pass information with a note; she could just issue an invitation generously.

It was obvious that the woman should have taken a fancy to Li Heng.

Moreover, it seemed to be the active pursuing party. A "ma" (question particle) contained thousands of words, exhausting the bitterness and obsession.

Thinking of this, Zhou Shihe looked at Huang Zhaoyi a few more times. Although the other party was wearing sunglasses, she still recognized her—the famous Peking opera performing artist, Huang Zhaoyi.

Her grandmother, maternal grandmother, and aunt were particularly obsessed with Peking opera and often watched it. Huang Zhaoyi was the big qingyi they liked relatively well.

She really didn't expect that a big qingyi with a sky-high reputation in the Peking opera circle would fall in love with the person beside her.

Zhou Shihe, who accidentally discovered the truth, was obviously quite surprised. Her eyes unconsciously turned around him quickly, redefining his charm.

Yu Shuheng was tall, and the words on the note were few, so she could see everything at a glance if she paid a little attention. Suddenly, for no reason, a thought popped up in her heart, wanting to confiscate this note.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Yu Laoshi was mostly an iceberg, very cold. She served a bowl of soup, her gaze drifted toward the snowflakes filling the sky outside the window, giving people an indifferent look, but the corner of her eyes couldn't help but observe his every move.

Thinking of something, Zhou Shihe glanced at Yu Laoshi calmly, then lowered her head and smiled cleverly, eating while picking up dishes, trying her best not to make a sound, trying her best not to destroy this subtle atmosphere.

After gathering the courage to hand over the note, Huang Zhaoyi regretted it, staring at the white porcelain bowl in front of her in a daze, thinking to herself that she was crazy! Everything was fine, but as soon as she saw him, she lost her mind.

At this moment, she was very anxious and very uneasy in her heart, wishing she could dig a hole and drill into it.

She didn't dare to look at Li Heng, and even her gaze didn't dare to shift half a point toward the window, fearing that Li Heng was looking at herself, fearing that Li Heng was looking at herself with eyes like looking at a mental patient.

Huang Zhaoyi's nervousness and trance were felt by both good friends. They looked at each other and looked at Li Heng again, wanting to figure out what was going on?

Zhaoyi, who had always been arrogant, how did she become a soft-footed shrimp when she met a little boy?

This little boy looked quite good, and his temperament was recognized. Hey, the two women at the same table as him... Looking at Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng, the two good friends' eyes were full of amazement.

They claimed to be superior people and thought they had extraordinary knowledge, but these two women, one big and one small, were too outstanding, so outstanding that they couldn't help but put away the examining look just now.

Not simple!!!

How could a boy who could let such two beautiful women accompany him to eat be simple? The two good friends couldn't help but think so.

Looking back, that's right, how could Zhaoyi be restless because of a cat or a dog?

Except for his outstanding appearance, the other party must have something brilliant.

When the two tables of people were guessing Li Heng one after another, Li Heng was in a dilemma.

He never expected it! He really never expected it, never expected that Huang Zhaoyi would be so fierce.

Reject her?

This was his instinctive thought, and also his true thought in his heart.

Don't know why?

He just had a faint sense of alienation from Huang Zhaoyi and didn't want to get involved with the other party.

Sometimes he was thinking, is it because the other party is too old?

But he preferred to get along with his English teacher, who was also much older than him, and inexplicably had a sense of closeness.

Reject it! Reject it!

But the next second, he was weighing again, would this be too ruthless? Would it make her unable to lift her head in front of her friends?

It is said that a tree lives for a piece of bark, and a person lives for a face. For Huang Zhaoyi, who lacks nothing, in that class, perhaps face is more important than anything else.

With thousands of thoughts, Li Heng stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of nine-turn large intestine, thinking: odd number, reject.

Even number, then give someone a step down.

Comrade Huang Zhaoyi, whether it's odd or even, don't blame me. Let's see if God rewards me!

Scattering the nine-turn large intestines in the bowl, he began to pull them apart with the tips of his chopsticks amidst Zhou Shihe's strange eyes, and then counted them one by one.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, hmm, 9?

Nothing after 9?

Counting again, the result didn't change, it was still 9, an odd number!

Li Heng picked up a nine-turn large intestine, stuffed it into his mouth, then grabbed the note into a ball, put it into his pocket, and didn't respond.

Sigh, Comrade Huang Zhaoyi, God's will is like this, we have no fate, I hope your two friends don't know what is written on your paper.

Li Heng ultimately didn't give any reply.

However, fearing that the other party would be too embarrassed, he finished the beer on the table in advance and left the Shandong cuisine restaurant in advance.

Yu Shuheng and Zhou Shihe seemed to understand his thoughts, and they cooperated very well in eating and drinking in the second half. Less than 10 minutes later, the three of them left the Shandong cuisine restaurant tacitly.

After the three left, the two good friends who were silent just now couldn't hold back anymore and asked Huang Zhaoyi curiously one after another.

I saw the woman in green take the lead and ask: "Zhaoyi? What's going on with that boy just now?"

Huang Zhaoyi, who didn't receive any reply, looked a little lonely. She hadn't come back to her senses yet and didn't make a sound for a while.

The woman in orange lowered her voice and asked: "Did you take a fancy to the other party?"

They were all few good friends in the boudoir. Huang Zhaoyi didn't deny it and defaulted.

The woman in green asked: "The other party looks very young, how old?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "Almost 19."

The two women were directly stunned, looking at each other, their hearts shaking.

The woman in orange swallowed a breath and asked: "Does the other party know your status?"

Huang Zhaoyi hesitated for a long time and nodded.

The woman in green asked: "Was it rejecting you just now?"

Huang Zhaoyi nodded and shook her head: "Don't ask, this matter can't be explained for a while. When the time is ripe in the future, I will tell you again.

Also, don't investigate him because of gossip. The woman beside him is not simple."

Then she added seriously: "I care about him more, give me some private space."

Seeing her best friend's serious expression for the first time, the two good friends were stunned, understanding that this was Zhaoyi's bottom line and couldn't be touched, so they immediately sank the scene just now to the bottom of their hearts.

However, the three women usually had an extremely good relationship and were all best friends who said everything, so naturally, they were all trustworthy. After Huang Zhaoyi gave a vaccination, she took the initiative to drink with the two.

The woman in green said: "No wonder when drinking once, Luting joked that you fell in love with a wild horse, the kind that doesn't go home."

Hearing this "home", Huang Zhaoyi was a little lost. Li Heng seemed to resist her very much and didn't give her a chance at all, and couldn't even be friends. Where did the home come from?

At this moment, the bitterness in her heart couldn't be told to outsiders.

On the other side.

After leaving the Shandong cuisine restaurant, Yu Shuheng reached out to catch a few snowflakes in her palm and rarely praised him: "Not bad, Xiao Han really didn't misjudge you."

She originally wanted to say Runwen, but because there was an outsider nearby, it was better to be cautious about some things.

But who is Li Heng?

An old oiler, almost understood in seconds, "Eh, Teacher, don't make fun of me."

"Why? Annoyed?" Yu Shuheng asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Heng turned on the self-mockery mode: "Isn't it? When the night is quiet, I often reflect, why does God favor me so much? Let me bear the love I shouldn't have borne at the age of 18.

If it's a small love, forget it, but a big one also comes to say she loves me, how can I live like this?"

Zhou Shihe held back her laughter, but two seconds later, she couldn't hold it back, turned her head to look into the distance, and the corners of her mouth smiled vaguely.

Yu Shuheng smiled and said: "You are not narcissistic, but you are already floating!"

Li Heng thought to himself, Teacher, it's good that you understand, but you must stop Aunt Shen. I really can't afford to provoke that one.

On the way back, he kept paying attention to hat and clothing shops, wanting to buy a pair of suitable gloves, but unfortunately, there was no harvest and it ended in nothing.

After entering the courtyard, the three first took a bath separately, and then seized the time to rehearse "The Original Scenery of the Hometown" a few times.

Yu Shuheng was obviously prepared, and had long prepared a piano here, but compared to Zhou Shihe's Steinway D274, this temporary one was more than a notch worse.

After 6 o'clock in the afternoon, because the snow outside was too thick, the three didn't go out to eat. Yu Shuheng called someone to send some ingredients over.

Li Heng cooked in person, and the three sat around eating hot pot to solve dinner.

At night, the surrounding neighbors all came back, so it was not good to practice the repertoire. Li Heng, who was bored, held the landline to pass the time.

Seeing this, the two women left the living room with great insight and went to the innermost bedroom to chat.

He first called his parents in Gulou to ask how their health was and if Zijin was there?

The reply was: Zijin spent the night there the night before last and last night, but returned to the Chen family today, saying that someone in Zhong Lan's family was having a 70th birthday and she had to go over.

The second call, he called his hometown to ask about his eldest sister's family situation and how the new house was being built?

The eldest sister replied happily on the phone, saying that the house had been built and was just waiting for their parents to go back to celebrate the housewarming.

The third call, Teacher Wang's figure appeared in his mind, but no one answered the phone.

Only later did he react that today was Monday. As the head teacher, the teacher must be guarding the classroom discipline in the class at night, and he reckoned she was not at home.

Alright, Run Baozi likes to visit people usually and loves to go to two places the most: one is the music teacher's house, and the other is the infirmary.

The 4th call, he called the "Harvest" magazine office, but returned without success. Three consecutive calls were busy, and he couldn't get through.

He didn't make the 5th call. For a moment, he wanted to call Song Yu's house, but he just thought about it and gave up.

Putting the red receiver back, Li Heng knocked on the bedroom door inside, facing the eyes of the two women and asked: "Two beautiful ladies, can you play poker? Let's play poker together."

Yu Shuheng asked: "Doesn't playing cards require 4 people? How can we play with three?"

Li Heng gave a hehe, found a deck of poker cards, walked to the side of the two women, and sat down, "Come, I'll teach you how to play Fight the Landlord. Three people can play this game."

At first, he was triumphant and won more than 10 games in a row.

After Yu Shuheng learned the routine, she said: "It's more interesting to play for some money."

Zhou Shihe didn't object.

Li Heng was happy in his heart. Isn't this sending money to himself? How could anyone object to such a good thing?

The three discussed it, a base of one dime, no limit on bombs.

Result!

As a result, he lost all night, lost more than 90 yuan, and all were won by Zhou Shihe, whose luck was against the sky.

May I ask, people have double kings with two bombs, double kings with four twos, how the hell can this be played?

In the face of absolute strength, all techniques are paper tigers!

He knew a little bit of technique, but they were so familiar that he was embarrassed to cheat. In the end, he had to look up to the sky and sigh: This Miss Zhou is currently in the novice protection period, sigh, with God's favor, can't beat, can't beat!

After 12 o'clock at night, the sleep alarm rang.

Yu Shuheng put down the cards and stretched, still unsatisfied: "I only won 6 games tonight."

Li Heng asked: "How much did you lose?"

Yu Shuheng said: "A little more than 34 yuan."

Li Heng sent his blessings: "Teacher, congratulations, congratulations, a small loss is a win. Unlike me, I only won one game all night and lost 97 yuan and 8 dimes."

Zhou Shihe smiled at the corner of her eyes and said gently: "I will treat the two of you to a meal tomorrow."

Yu Shuheng said: "It's getting late, let's sleep, we'll go to the rehearsal at 8:30 tomorrow."

Li Heng and Zhou Shihe looked at each other and stood up at the same time, leaving Yu Laoshi's room.

After a simple wash, Li Heng returned to the temporarily arranged room. Don't say, the bedding and so on were quite high-end, all silk quilts, very light to the touch, but very warm. He lay down and fell asleep after a while.

This night, he had many dreams.

He dreamed of fighting in junior high, dreamed of Zijin and Xiao Han pinching each other for him in the junior high classroom, and also dreamed of the college entrance examination.

The most incredible thing is that in the college entrance examination room, Song Yu was in front, Mai Sui was on the left, Xiao Han was on the right, and Zijin was behind. He was wrapped up like a dumpling.

When the papers were being handed out, Mai Sui suddenly handed him a note in front of the three women, on which it was written: Li Heng, I love...!

Just!

Just before he finished reading the note, Li Heng was shaken awake, and a female voice came to his ear:

"Li Heng, Li Heng."

Li Heng in the dream was stunned, feeling that the voice had a sense of familiarity, struggled to open his eyes, and found a black shadow standing by the bed.

Fearing to scare him, the female voice first reported her name: "Li Heng, it's me."

"Shihe?" He reacted and asked.

"Hmm."

Actually, Li Heng had already been scared just now, and his scalp was tingling.

According to the customs of his hometown, he used his right hand to sweep his forehead three times and said: "You turn on the light and talk."

"Okay."

She fumbled in the dark for a while, and two seconds later, the light turned on.

Only then did Li Heng see her clearly, wearing pajamas, her face pale, and there was a layer of fine sweat on her forehead. She must have been scared quite a bit by something!

He hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you? You didn't even have time to put on a coat?"

She must have encountered something; otherwise, with this girl's character, she wouldn't easily come to find him in the middle of the night.

Zhou Shihe looked at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

Li Heng handed her his coat and patted the side of the bed: "It's too cold, you put it on first, sit down and talk."

Zhou Shihe didn't resist, put on the cotton coat as told, hesitated for a while, and finally sat on the edge of the bed and said:

"Li Heng, I had a dream."

"Ghost pressing the bed?" Li Heng asked reflexively.

Zhou Shihe shook her head.

Li Heng asked: "Nightmare?"

"Hmm."

Zhou Shihe said hmm, scanned the doorway, wanting to say it but not daring to.

Seeing this, Li Heng reached out and patted her arm, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

After a while, she slowly opened her mouth: "I am a person who is quite picky about beds. It takes half a day to barely adapt to a new bed.

But after just squinting for a while, I dreamed that a corpse was hanging at the door of the room, wearing clothes from the Qing Dynasty, red shoes hanging in mid-air, sticking out its tongue toward me..."

Li Heng understood: she had a ghost dream, dreaming that someone had hanged themselves at her door, and she had the same dream twice in a row.

Li Heng reached out to help her sweep her forehead three times and asked her: "Have you ever had a ghost dream before?"

"No, I didn't believe in these things before," Zhou Shihe said.

After looking at each other for a while, Li Heng realized that in a panic, the girl suspected that someone might have really hanged themselves at the door of that room before.

Regarding this kind of thing, he actually believed it a little bit. After all, the courtyard houses were all old houses. Passed down for hundreds of years, which courtyard hadn't had old people?

Or rather, it wasn't necessarily an old person.

Li Heng checked the time, 3:27.

Still early.

He said: "If you don't dare to sleep alone, I'll send you to Yu Laoshi's room."

Zhou Shihe said: "There is someone in Yu Laoshi's room."

Li Heng's voice couldn't help but raise a few decibels: "Someone? Who?"

Zhou Shihe looked at him with strange eyes, "A woman, who came alone, the one who wore a gray coat to pick up the plane today, seems to have quarreled with her husband and drank a lot of wine. She came around 12:30."

Li Heng gossiped: "Do you know why they quarreled?"

Zhou Shihe thought for a while and still told him: "Because of Yu Laoshi."

Li Heng raised his eyebrows and guessed: "Could it be that the woman's husband liked Yu Laoshi before? Seeing her at the airport today, and then the woman went back and got jealous and quarreled?"

Zhou Shihe's thoughts were led astray by him, and she said, "It seems he had chased Yu Laoshi for 5 years."

Li Heng was dumbfounded: "Why didn't I hear it?"

Zhou Shihe said: "You should have been asleep. She knocked on the door for a long time outside, crying and crying, and Yu Laoshi comforted her for more than an hour."

Li Heng blurted out: "Then what will you do tonight?"

Zhou Shihe gazed at him, not making a sound.

Li Heng pointed to his bed: "Then, how about you come up and sleep?"

Zhou Shihe lowered her eyelids, still no sound.

Li Heng said: "Don't misunderstand, you sleep in my bed, I'll go sleep over there..."

Halfway through, he was stunned and said: "Forget it, I don't dare to sleep in that room either."

After the words fell, the two fell into silence.

Li Heng stared at her, she lowered her head to look at the bed, speechless for a long time.

For a long time, she moved, stood up to break the silence, and walked toward the door.

Li Heng asked from behind: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Shihe said weakly: "I feel a little better, I'll go back and try again."

After saying that, without waiting for his reply, the girl really left.

Li Heng didn't think much, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and followed.

Passing through the hall, entering her bedroom, he looked at the girl taking off her shoes and getting into bed, "No? You're really going to sleep?"

Zhou Shihe said: "I don't believe there are ghosts in this world."

When she said this, her eyes were inadvertently staring at the door beam.

Li Heng: "."

He turned around and followed to examine the door.

After a while, he opened his mouth: "Not believing in ghosts is a good thing, I don't believe in that stuff either, but you'd better go sleep in my room, take the quilt over. I'll sleep on the sofa."

He said it in one breath.

After saying it, without waiting for her to argue, he walked to the bed to help carry the quilt.

Because he understood that this girl was just stubborn, but actually felt quite empty inside; otherwise, she wouldn't have run to his room without even wearing a coat.

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