Chapter 551: , New Book, Second Chance

After finishing several calls, Li Heng checked the time.

11:23

Damn, it's so late. I guess if I didn't end the call, Zhou Shihe wouldn't be able to go home either.

It was raining outside, and the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves and corners of the wall was very clear in the dark night.

Li Heng didn't bring an umbrella and rushed home in one breath.

Just as he got to the second floor, he saw 4 women playing cards and chatting happily. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.

The four women went to the small building next door. Before leaving, Mai Sui even thoughtfully wrote a note and put it on the coffee table, so he wouldn't find anyone when he came out.

Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: "Just going next door, do you also need to leave a note?"

Mai Sui smiled tenderly and said: "He is sometimes like a child, insecure."

Wei Xiaozhu glanced at Zhou Shihe and found that the other party looked like she was used to it, so she couldn't ask any further.

When going downstairs, she looked at Small Building No. 25 opposite and asked abruptly: "Yu Laoshi is usually here, where did she go today?"

Mai Sui said: "She should be out on business, Teacher has other businesses outside."

Knowing Yu Laoshi's identity wasn't simple through her little aunt, Wei Xiaozhu vaguely understood some things, and suddenly wanted to ask "Yu Laoshi and Li Heng are so close, Suisui, aren't you worried?", but she didn't ask this after all.

Honestly, regarding the matter of Yu Laoshi and Li Heng, Wei Xiaozhu hadn't recovered yet, her brain was dizzy, and her worldview was shattered into pieces.

She still dared not imagine it.

…

In the study.

Li Heng was in an extremely good state tonight, sitting for almost 4 hours in one go, and parsed the remaining literature materials in one breath.

Feeling his spirit full, he found a notebook from the drawer, unscrewed the fountain pen cap, and wrote four words on the title page: Dust Settles.

After writing the book title, he didn't rush to write, but sat quietly to brew his emotions before opening the title page and writing the first chapter of the new book: Wild Painting Eyebrows.

It was a snowy morning, I was lying in bed, listening to groups of wild painting eyebrows calling by the window.

Mother was washing her hands in a copper basin. She soaked her white, slender hands in warm milk, panting, as if making her hands beautiful was a very tiring thing. She tapped the edge of the copper basin with her fingers, and with a loud sound, fine ripples stirred up on the milk in the basin, and the buzzing echo flew in the room.

Then, she called out Sangji Zhuoma.

…

In a good state, Li Heng, with overflowing inspiration, wrote for a whole night, very devoted, very self-forgetting. So much so that at dawn, he was still patiently finishing the last paragraph of the first chapter.

Whoo!

Finally finished writing the first chapter "Wild Painting Eyebrows."

Then he put the fountain pen aside at the edge of the table, too lazy to count the numbers, only feeling that he had played extraordinarily tonight, picked up the manuscript and read it again, and finally only made modifications to 12 small places. He was very satisfied.

Suddenly feeling a bit of a bladder urge, he had to put down the manuscript and rush to the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes. The four women were eating breakfast at the coffee table. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.

The four women went to the small building next door. Before leaving, Mai Sui even thoughtfully wrote a note and put it on the coffee table, so he wouldn't find anyone when he came out.

Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: "Just going next door, do you also need to leave a note?"

Mai Sui smiled tenderly and said: "He is sometimes like a child, insecure."

Wei Xiaozhu glanced at Zhou Shihe and found that the other party looked like she was used to it, so she couldn't ask any further.

When going downstairs, she looked at Small Building No. 25 opposite and asked abruptly: "Yu Laoshi is usually here, where did she go today?"

Mai Sui said: "She should be out on business, Teacher has other businesses outside."

Knowing Yu Laoshi's identity wasn't simple through her little aunt, Wei Xiaozhu vaguely understood some things, and suddenly wanted to ask "Yu Laoshi and Li Heng are so close, Suisui, aren't you worried?", but she didn't ask this after all.

Honestly, regarding the matter of Yu Laoshi and Li Heng, Wei Xiaozhu hadn't recovered yet, her brain was dizzy, and her worldview was shattered into pieces.

She still dared not imagine it.

…

In the study.

Li Heng was in an extremely good state tonight, sitting for almost 4 hours in one go, and parsed the remaining literature materials in one breath.

Feeling his spirit full, he found a notebook from the drawer, unscrewed the fountain pen cap, and wrote four words on the title page: Dust Settles.

After writing the book title, he didn't rush to write, but sat quietly to brew his emotions before opening the title page and writing the first chapter of the new book: Wild Painting Eyebrows.

It was a snowy morning, I was lying in bed, listening to groups of wild painting eyebrows calling by the window.

Mother was washing her hands in a copper basin. She soaked her white, slender hands in warm milk, panting, as if making her hands beautiful was a very tiring thing. She tapped the edge of the copper basin with her fingers, and with a loud sound, fine ripples stirred up on the milk in the basin, and the buzzing echo flew in the room.

Then, she called out Sangji Zhuoma.

…

In a good state, Li Heng, with overflowing inspiration, wrote for a whole night, very devoted, very self-forgetting. So much so that at dawn, he was still patiently finishing the last paragraph of the first chapter.

Whoo!

Finally finished writing the first chapter "Wild Painting Eyebrows."

Then he put the fountain pen aside at the edge of the table, too lazy to count the numbers, only feeling that he had played extraordinarily tonight, picked up the manuscript and read it again, and finally only made modifications to 12 small places. He was very satisfied.

Suddenly feeling a bit of a bladder urge, he had to put down the manuscript and rush to the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes. The four women were eating breakfast at the coffee table. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.

The four women went to the small building next door. Before leaving, Mai Sui even thoughtfully wrote a note and put it on the coffee table, so he wouldn't find anyone when he came out.

Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: "Just going next door, do you also need to leave a note?"

Mai Sui smiled tenderly and said: "He is sometimes like a child, insecure."

Wei Xiaozhu glanced at Zhou Shihe and found that the other party looked like she was used to it, so she couldn't ask any further.

When going downstairs, she looked at Small Building No. 25 opposite and asked abruptly: "Yu Laoshi is usually here, where did she go today?"

Mai Sui said: "She should be out on business, Teacher has other businesses outside."

Knowing Yu Laoshi's identity wasn't simple through her little aunt, Wei Xiaozhu vaguely understood some things, and suddenly wanted to ask "Yu Laoshi and Li Heng are so close, Suisui, aren't you worried?", but she didn't ask this after all.

Honestly, regarding the matter of Yu Laoshi and Li Heng, Wei Xiaozhu hadn't recovered yet, her brain was dizzy, and her worldview was shattered into pieces.

She still dared not imagine it.

…

In the study.

Li Heng was in an extremely good state tonight, sitting for almost 4 hours in one go, and parsed the remaining literature materials in one breath.

Feeling his spirit full, he found a notebook from the drawer, unscrewed the fountain pen cap, and wrote four words on the title page: Dust Settles.

After writing the book title, he didn't rush to write, but sat quietly to brew his emotions before opening the title page and writing the first chapter of the new book: Wild Painting Eyebrows.

It was a snowy morning, I was lying in bed, listening to groups of wild painting eyebrows calling by the window.

Mother was washing her hands in a copper basin. She soaked her white, slender hands in warm milk, panting, as if making her hands beautiful was a very tiring thing. She tapped the edge of the copper basin with her fingers, and with a loud sound, fine ripples stirred up on the milk in the basin, and the buzzing echo flew in the room.

Then, she called out Sangji Zhuoma.

…

In a good state, Li Heng, with overflowing inspiration, wrote for a whole night, very devoted, very self-forgetting. So much so that at dawn, he was still patiently finishing the last paragraph of the first chapter.

Whoo!

Finally finished writing the first chapter "Wild Painting Eyebrows."

Then he put the fountain pen aside at the edge of the table, too lazy to count the numbers, only feeling that he had played extraordinarily tonight, picked up the manuscript and read it again, and finally only made modifications to 12 small places. He was very satisfied.

Suddenly feeling a bit of a bladder urge, he had to put down the manuscript and rush to the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes. The four women were eating breakfast at the coffee table. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.

The four women went to the small building next door. Before leaving, Mai Sui even thoughtfully wrote a note and put it on the coffee table, so he wouldn't find anyone when he came out.

Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: "Just going next door, do you also need to leave a note?"

Mai Sui smiled tenderly and said: "He is sometimes like a child, insecure."

Wei Xiaozhu glanced at Zhou Shihe and found that the other party looked like she was used to it, so she couldn't ask any further.

When going downstairs, she looked at Small Building No. 25 opposite and asked abruptly: "Yu Laoshi is usually here, where did she go today?"

Mai Sui said: "She should be out on business, Teacher has other businesses outside."

Knowing Yu Laoshi's identity wasn't simple through her little aunt, Wei Xiaozhu vaguely understood some things, and suddenly wanted to ask "Yu Laoshi and Li Heng are so close, Suisui, aren't you worried?", but she didn't ask this after all.

Honestly, regarding the matter of Yu Laoshi and Li Heng, Wei Xiaozhu hadn't recovered yet, her brain was dizzy, and her worldview was shattered into pieces.

She still dared not imagine it.

…

In the study.

Li Heng was in an extremely good state tonight, sitting for almost 4 hours in one go, and parsed the remaining literature materials in one breath.

Feeling his spirit full, he found a notebook from the drawer, unscrewed the fountain pen cap, and wrote four words on the title page: Dust Settles.

After writing the book title, he didn't rush to write, but sat quietly to brew his emotions before opening the title page and writing the first chapter of the new book: Wild Painting Eyebrows.

It was a snowy morning, I was lying in bed, listening to groups of wild painting eyebrows calling by the window.

Mother was washing her hands in a copper basin. She soaked her white, slender hands in warm milk, panting, as if making her hands beautiful was a very tiring thing. She tapped the edge of the copper basin with her fingers, and with a loud sound, fine ripples stirred up on the milk in the basin, and the buzzing echo flew in the room.

Then, she called out Sangji Zhuoma.

…

In a good state, Li Heng, with overflowing inspiration, wrote for a whole night, very devoted, very self-forgetting. So much so that at dawn, he was still patiently finishing the last paragraph of the first chapter.

Whoo!

Finally finished writing the first chapter "Wild Painting Eyebrows."

Then he put the fountain pen aside at the edge of the table, too lazy to count the numbers, only feeling that he had played extraordinarily tonight, picked up the manuscript and read it again, and finally only made modifications to 12 small places. He was very satisfied.

Suddenly feeling a bit of a bladder urge, he had to put down the manuscript and rush to the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes. The four women were eating breakfast at the coffee table. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.

The four women went to the small building next door. Before leaving, Mai Sui even thoughtfully wrote a note and put it on the coffee table, so he wouldn't find anyone when he came out.

Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: "Just going next door, do you also need to leave a note?"

Mai Sui smiled tenderly and said: "He is sometimes like a child, insecure."

Wei Xiaozhu glanced at Zhou Shihe and found that the other party looked like she was used to it, so she couldn't ask any further.

When going downstairs, she looked at Small Building No. 25 opposite and asked abruptly: "Yu Laoshi is usually here, where did she go today?"

Mai Sui said: "She should be out on business, Teacher has other businesses outside."

Knowing Yu Laoshi's identity wasn't simple through her little aunt, Wei Xiaozhu vaguely understood some things, and suddenly wanted to ask "Yu Laoshi and Li Heng are so close, Suisui, aren't you worried?", but she didn't ask this after all.

Honestly, regarding the matter of Yu Laoshi and Li Heng, Wei Xiaozhu hadn't recovered yet, her brain was dizzy, and her worldview was shattered into pieces.

She still dared not imagine it.

…

In the study.

Li Heng was in an extremely good state tonight, sitting for almost 4 hours in one go, and parsed the remaining literature materials in one breath.

Feeling his spirit full, he found a notebook from the drawer, unscrewed the fountain pen cap, and wrote four words on the title page: Dust Settles.

After writing the book title, he didn't rush to write, but sat quietly to brew his emotions before opening the title page and writing the first chapter of the new book: Wild Painting Eyebrows.

It was a snowy morning, I was lying in bed, listening to groups of wild painting eyebrows calling by the window.

Mother was washing her hands in a copper basin. She soaked her white, slender hands in warm milk, panting, as if making her hands beautiful was a very tiring thing. She tapped the edge of the copper basin with her fingers, and with a loud sound, fine ripples stirred up on the milk in the basin, and the buzzing echo flew in the room.

Then, she called out Sangji Zhuoma.

…

In a good state, Li Heng, with overflowing inspiration, wrote for a whole night, very devoted, very self-forgetting. So much so that at dawn, he was still patiently finishing the last paragraph of the first chapter.

Whoo!

Finally finished writing the first chapter "Wild Painting Eyebrows."

Then he put the fountain pen aside at the edge of the table, too lazy to count the numbers, only feeling that he had played extraordinarily tonight, picked up the manuscript and read it again, and finally only made modifications to 12 small places. He was very satisfied.

Suddenly feeling a bit of a bladder urge, he had to put down the manuscript and rush to the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes. The four women were eating breakfast at the coffee table. Hearing the movement on the stairs, they looked at him in unison.

Uh, there was an exception. Zhou Shihe didn't look up, but picked up a cup of steaming tea on her right and took two small sips, then quietly looked at the poker cards in her hand, giving outsiders the feeling that she was pondering the card strength.

But the images in her mind had nothing to do with the cards in her hand; instead, she was led by the sound of him going upstairs to associate, thinking of the scene where the two were at the corner of the stairs earlier.

She thought to herself: If Mai Sui hadn't been bathing in the bathroom at that time, if Mai Sui hadn't been at home, how should she have dealt with his eyes full of strangeness?

How should she deal with him?

Li Heng came over to take a look at the card table, said a few words to them, then hugged his clothes and entered the shower room. After bathing, he went straight to the study.

There was still half a stack of literature materials left to read. He, who hadn't read today, planned to calm down and finish reading tonight.

Zhou Shihe hadn't spoken just now. When the study door was about to close, she swept a glance with her peripheral vision, moved the teacup away, and said to the three women elegantly: "Let's go to my place."

Mai Sui, Wei Xiaozhu, and Bai Wanying almost understood her meaning in seconds. Someone had entered the study, and it wasn't appropriate for them to be noisy in the living room outside.