Chapter 552

Holding a bouquet of fresh red roses, Li Heng braved the snowflakes and entered the Peking University campus.

His secretary behind him had wanted to call out to him to offer an umbrella, but seeing him in such a rush, she ultimately let it be and did not follow him into the school.

It was already noon, and after a moment of hesitation, Li Heng gave up on going to the Law School and instead navigated his way to the girls' dormitory building as if he knew the path by heart.

Seeing Li Heng again, the dormitory warden's attitude was much better than before, as she now knew that the young man before her was an extraordinary figure.

That the great beauty Song Yu's boyfriend was that legendary writer had spread throughout the Peking University campus, and the warden, an old hand who had worked there for over a decade, had naturally heard the rumors.

Li Heng walked to the window and said, "Warden, could you please call Song Yu from 202 for me?"

The warden had been away for a while that morning and didn't know if Song Yu was in her room, so she quite straightforwardly turned on the loudspeaker and shouted:

"Song Yu from 202! Song Yu from 202! Your partner is here to see you."

"Song Yu from 202! Song Yu from 202! Your partner is here to see you."

Li Heng: "..."

Having been to so many girls' dormitory buildings, this was the first time he had encountered such a blunt warden.

And sure enough, as soon as the loudspeaker blared, many girls immediately poked their heads out of their dormitory windows, looking down at him and whispering to each other, though he couldn't tell what they were saying.

Putting down the loudspeaker, the warden teased, "You're such a big shot now, don't be shy. The whole school knows you two are a couple; for over a year now, no other boy has dared to come looking for Song Yu."

Li Heng found this very gratifying, and in a great mood, he started chatting with the warden.

Before long, two girls came down, cast curious glances at him, and then walked up to him and said, "Great writer, Song Yu isn't in her room."

Li Heng recognized them; they were sisters from Song Yu's dormitory, and the one speaking to him was named Liu Yang.

He asked, "Do you know where she went?"

Liu Yang replied, "After her second class this morning, she went to the library with Chen Xiaoyu. She should still be at the library at this hour."

"Thank you!" Li Heng said sincerely.

Just as he was wondering whether to go to the library, Liu Yang said, "You can go to our room and wait. According to their usual habits, they'll be back in half an hour at most."

If it were any other boy, Liu Yang wouldn't have been so presumptuous, knowing the warden wouldn't allow it.

But for the person before her, the warden would definitely give the green light.

Sure enough, the warden chimed in from the side, "The weather is changing today and it's cold outside, so going to their room is a good idea."

Before he could reply, Liu Yang tentatively asked, "How about I take you to the library to find her? I know where they're sitting."

Li Heng was eager to see Song Yu, so he didn't stand on ceremony and said, "Alright, sorry to trouble you."

The two then walked one after the other toward the library.

Because he was holding a bouquet of roses, he was quite conspicuous, and being a celebrity, it wasn't long before many students at Peking University knew that the popular writer had arrived.

Just as he lifted his foot to climb the steps, Li Heng felt a sudden impulse, as if someone were watching him from afar, so he instinctively looked up toward the library entrance.

This!

Indeed!

There really was someone, and to his great surprise, it was Song Yu, the person he had been longing for day and night.

Having not seen her for over two months, Song Yu, dressed in plain white, had undergone some changes in her temperament; she was quiet and elegant, her coldness tinged with intellect, making her even more beautiful and her aura more refined than before.

She was holding a black cloth umbrella, standing in the swirling snow, gazing at him.

Beside her was her inseparable best friend, Chen Xiaoyu, holding a grey umbrella.

Seeing his face suddenly light up with joy as he ran toward her, Song Yu walked forward a few steps under her black umbrella, tilted it over his head, and asked with concern, "It's not a holiday or a special day, why did you come?"

Li Heng said happily, "I was writing my new book last night and suddenly missed you so much that I wanted to see you, so I got up early this morning and rushed to the airport."

A longing without reason is the truest form of missing someone.

His voice wasn't very loud, but Song Yu heard the deep sincerity in his words.

Under the umbrella, the two looked at each other, feeling the depth of emotion in his eyes at close range. She realized: this man before her was afraid that once he started writing his new book and entered a self-forgetting world, he wouldn't be able to spare any time for a long while, so he had rushed over now to see her.

Li Heng handed her the roses: "Here, you hold these, I'm not in a convenient position."

Song Yu subconsciously took the flowers and asked, "What's not con...?"

But before she could finish, she was embraced by his now-free hands. She was instantly caught between laughter and tears, realizing he hadn't been able to hug her while holding the flowers.

At that moment, many schoolmates were passing by, and the windows on the second and third floors of the library were packed with heads, all staring unblinkingly at this tender scene.

One girl said, "Wow! If only I had a boyfriend like that, handsome, talented, and most importantly, romantic. He's the prince charming of my dreams."

The girl beside her scoffed, "Look, you're dreaming again. Even if a boy like that were given to you, you wouldn't be able to hold onto him. You'd need Song Yu's beauty and temperament for that."

Thinking of Song Yu's beauty and temperament, the girls nearby fell silent; there was no comparison, the gap was too large, so large that they didn't even feel a hint of jealousy.

After a while, someone else said, "Have you read the newspapers? Many literary critics are predicting that 'Bai Luyuan' will be the strongest contender for this year's Mao Dun Literature Prize."

"Of course, 'Bai Luyuan' is a shoo-in for this year's Mao Dun Literature Prize, who else could it be?" This person was clearly a die-hard fan of Li Heng.

Another girl said, "Hey, keep your voices down, you're distracting me from looking at the handsome guy."

A girl muttered in agreement, "Exactly, this is what you call a perfect match, it's truly enviable."

"..."

After two months, being held in his arms again, Song Yu felt no sense of strangeness, but rather an indescribable, natural comfort.

Quietly leaning against his chest, she looked at his face with a faint smile and said after a long while, "Alright, let me go. Everyone knows who I belong to, and even if I wanted to run, I couldn't get far in such a short time."

Li Heng raised an eyebrow and said quite unwillingly, "What do you mean? Run? You're already mine, you still want to run?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes with a composed expression, smiling without a word.

Looking at each other, Li Heng had a thousand words and a hundred kinds of longing in his heart, but facing her wise eyes that could pierce through a person's soul, he was speechless, not knowing where to begin.

What should he say?

Having lived two lives, no matter who he faced, he could always remain carefree and composed.

Whether facing Xiao Han and Chen Zijin, or Yu Laoshi and Teacher Wang, whether it was Mai Sui or the great actress, he always remained confident, maintained his sense of control, and always knew how to handle things. He wouldn't let himself become too passive, nor would he let himself get completely lost.

But for Song Yu alone, the Song Yu he had fallen in love with at first sight, Li Heng had no good way to handle her, or rather, he couldn't bear to make things difficult for her, couldn't bear for her to suffer even the slightest grievance.

He had admired her in his previous life, and his love for her in this life hadn't diminished in the slightest; in both lives, she was the most special person in the depths of his heart.

Song Yu reached out to gently brush the thin snowflakes off his head and said quietly, "You haven't had lunch yet, right? Wait for me at the entrance of the dormitory hall, I'll go back to my room and come right down."

Hearing this, Li Heng released her at the right moment, "Alright."

Returning to the entrance of the girls' dormitory hall, Li Heng remembered something and said, "Didn't we say last time that I'd treat your roommates to a meal? Ask them if they've eaten lunch today; if not, let's go together. Tell them the 'big spender' is treating, so they can eat whatever they want."

Song Yu smiled beautifully, handed the umbrella to him, and then, under the gaze of many, walked into the dormitory building holding the roses.

Song Yu was gone, but Chen Xiaoyu remained, scanning him with a strange look.

It was a real scan.

From top to bottom, and from bottom to top, Chen Xiaoyu's gaze darted back and forth over him.

In his previous life, Li Heng was too familiar with this Miss Chen, as she was a frequent guest at Song Yu's home. Many times when he wasn't in the capital, she would even stay over to keep Song Yu company.

In his memory, her marriage wasn't exactly happy. It seemed she couldn't have children, and later, feeling she owed her husband, she initiated a divorce. Then she and Song Yu leaned on each other for support, eating and living together almost all the time.

Oh, right, Chen Xiaoyu later became the president of Renmin University.

Li Heng turned to greet her: "Hello, classmate Chen."

Chen Xiaoyu asked, "Were you scared by the way I was looking at you?"

Li Heng said, "Not really, I'm often appreciated like this by beauties."

Chen Xiaoyu laughed, "As expected of a legendary writer, you've got a smooth tongue."

Perhaps because she came from a prominent family, she didn't have the restraint other girls showed when meeting Li Heng, and continued, "Between you and Song Yu, who chased whom?"

Li Heng countered, "Haven't you asked her?"

Chen Xiaoyu said, "I have, she won't say."

Li Heng said, "With her personality, how could she chase anyone? I chased her."

Chen Xiaoyu seemed very interested in this topic, "How long did you chase her?"

How long did he chase her?

He was still chasing her now, for goodness' sake. Don't think that just because she was forced to admit she was his girlfriend in public, they were still just respectful acquaintances in private.

Li Heng grumbled inwardly, but said aloud, "How long do you think it would take for me to catch her?"

Chen Xiaoyu actually thought about it for a good while before giving a time limit: "A year?"

Li Heng asked, "Why a year? Why not half a year? Why not two years?"

Chen Xiaoyu tilted her head and said, "Because I think you have a super unique charm. We can't find another boy at Peking University with your kind of presence. Even the stunningly beautiful Song Yu wouldn't dare to keep you hanging forever, right?

I know you fell in love with her at first sight in your first year of high school; giving it a year is already the greatest respect for Song Yu. If you drag it out too long, you'll be snatched away by other women."

Li Heng smiled without a word.

Chen Xiaoyu pressed, "Are you a devoted man?"

Li Heng asked, "What do you think?"

Chen Xiaoyu studied his face for a moment, then shook her head: "I can't tell. But I feel you must be very popular with women. You must have quite a few female confidantes in Shanghai, right?"

Li Heng coughed dryly: "Miss Chen, how many times have we met?"

The implication was that they weren't that familiar yet, so don't pry into his private life.

Chen Xiaoyu looked around: "It has nothing to do with how many times we've met. I often talk about you with Song Yu, so I feel like we're already old friends."

She then said, "You shouldn't be a conventional person."

Li Heng's eyelids twitched: "Since you've said that, I'd be embarrassed to be conventional, wouldn't I?"

Chen Xiaoyu covered her mouth and laughed: "Since you're so interesting, I'll tell you a secret."

Li Heng pricked up his ears: "What secret?"

Chen Xiaoyu said, "Don't look at Song Yu as being aloof in public; she's read every one of your books at least 10 times."

Song Yu came down, accompanied by Liu Yang and another roommate named He Jingjing.

The restaurant was chosen by the local Chen Xiaoyu, and they were lucky enough to get a private room when they arrived.

As soon as they sat down, He Jingjing took the menu and asked Li Heng, "Great talent, can we order whatever we want?"

Li Heng said readily, "Of course. Order away, eat whatever you want. If there's even the slightest disrespect to your stomachs, it's my fault."

"Hehe, then I'm really going to order. Let's have a roast duck." Although He Jingjing said she wanted to fleece him, she only ordered one dish before passing the menu to the others.

Then each person ordered a dish, and when it came to Li Heng and Song Yu, they discussed and ordered 5 dishes at once, making it exactly 8 dishes: 5 meat, 2 vegetable, and 1 soup.

Liu Yang said, "That's too much, the 5 of us won't be able to finish it."

Song Yu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if we can't finish. It's rare for him to have time to treat you, no need to save money for him."

Since the hostess had spoken, and thinking of Li Heng's terrifying wealth, the girls lost their psychological burden and chatted happily.

Liu Yang leaned over and asked Li Heng, "By the way, great writer, our principal once joked at an assembly that you almost came to Peking University, is that true?"

Oh my, girl, you really know how to hit a sore spot.

Don't you see Song Yu is here?

Li Heng grumbled inwardly, then said seriously, "My first choice was Peking University, but unfortunately, I missed it by one point."

Song Yu gave him a meaningful look, then whispered to Chen Xiaoyu for a moment before calling for a few bottles of beer and soda.

He Jingjing asked, "You two are so close, will you get married after graduation?"

As soon as this question was asked, the girls' gazes fell on Li Heng.

Song Yu was the exception; she poured two cups of tea unhurriedly, placed one in front of him and held the other in her hands to warm them, taking a small sip.

Li Heng didn't answer directly, but tilted his head and asked Song Yu, "Will you marry me after graduation?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoyu, Liu Yang, and He Jingjing turned to Song Yu, full of gossip.

Facing the hot potato someone had deliberately thrown at her, Song Yu naturally understood his intentions. Staring at the tea in her cup, she said very reservedly, "Everyone says you're very romantic behind your back, but my parents are traditional people. First a proposal, then an engagement."

Originally, in front of her dormitory friends, she had been backed into a corner.

Refuse Li Heng openly? That was absolutely impossible.

Otherwise, their loving relationship would be exposed, turning into a farce and vanishing like bubbles.

Li Heng had seized on this point to pass the choice of marriage after graduation to her.

Because anyone could see that he really wanted to marry Song Yu.

Thus, the power of choice fell into Song Yu's hands.

If it weren't for Xiao Han, Chen Zijin, and Mai Sui, Song Yu's answer would only have been one word: Yes.

But yesterday, Chen Zijin told her that Xiao Han's mother and eldest sister had gone to Lushan Village, which was a significant blow to her.

Therefore, she didn't mention marriage at all, and whether it was a proposal or an engagement, as long as it hadn't reached the stage of marriage, it was full of variables.

She was a Buddhist-like person who didn't want to make a big fuss and get involved in the "Nine Sons Seizing the Throne," but due to pressure from her family and for the sake of her grandparents' and parents' faces, she had to spare some energy.

Having spent a lifetime together in their previous life, how could Li Heng not understand the inner meaning of Song Yu's words? He sighed inwardly and secretly wondered where he had gone wrong.

The three girls didn't know the twists and turns, thinking Song Yu had agreed, so they excitedly discussed marriage issues: Is a Chinese-style wedding better? Or is a Western-style wedding fresher? Do we need bridesmaids, etc...

Song Yu smiled and responded to her roommates one by one, her appearance showing no sign that she had just stabbed Li Heng in the heart.

The food arrived and tasted good, but it lost its flavor in Li Heng's mouth; he just ate while chatting with everyone in a perfunctory manner.

Song Yu seemed to perceive the distraction beneath his smiling exterior. She calmed down, picked up her chopsticks, and served him several dishes he usually loved.

After he and his roommates had a round of beer, she also picked up her cup and said to him, "Let's have one too."

Facing each other, Li Heng asked with his eyes: What? First hit me with a heavy stick, then give me a sweet date?

Song Yu read his eyes, and with a faint smile, she drank the wine in her cup in one gulp, a rare display of boldness.

Li Heng only drank half a cup of beer.

Seeing this, Song Yu gently wiped the red oil from the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

Li Heng felt comfortable then and finished the remaining half cup of beer. The girls watched in bewilderment; did the stunningly beautiful Song Yu actually have such a side? Not only serving her partner food, but also wiping the corner of his mouth? Her demeanor was completely that of a virtuous wife and mother.

He Jingjing pretended to cover her chest and said with envy, jealousy, and hatred, "Big spender Li, does Song Yu usually treat you like this?"

Li Heng glanced at Song Yu and asked mischievously: You don't usually treat me this well, should I lie?

Song Yu smiled, pretending not to see.

Li Heng grinned and said, "I'll tell you a secret, don't spread it. She usually treats me even better than this; she's been very restrained in public today."

Song Yu was speechless; this man was like a dog-skin plaster, he could turn any topic to himself.

Laughing and joking, they ate for nearly an hour.

After the meal, Chen Xiaoyu and the other two girls returned to school.

Li Heng asked her, "Do you have classes this afternoon?"

Song Yu replied, "Yes."

Li Heng asked, "How many classes?"

Song Yu said, "Full classes."

Li Heng asked, "Then do you want to go to class?"

Song Yu stared into his eyes quietly and said with a calm smile, "I just offended you, I'd better skip class to keep you company."

Li Heng reached out to hold her hand, "Don't worry, I'm not narrow-minded."

Song Yu lowered her head to glance at his hand, thought for a moment, and didn't struggle, letting him hold it.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the two walked toward Xila Hutong by tacit agreement. When they pushed open the gate of the courtyard, Li Heng found it was full of winter plum blossoms.

He pulled her around for a circle and asked in surprise, "Did you plant these?"

"Yes."

Song Yu hummed and asked, "Do you like them?"

Li Heng turned his face toward her: "Need to ask? Look at the expression on my face."

Song Yu smiled at him, wanting to pull her hand away, but he wouldn't let go. She failed on the second attempt, and in the end, she had to lead him into the house.

Once inside, she began to speak: "Tell me about Xiao Han."

Li Heng was stunned, his gaze lingering on her back for ten seconds before he realized where the problem lay.

He took a deep breath and asked without any hope of luck: "You know everything?"

Song Yu went straight to the sofa, sat down, and said, "I know."

As she spoke, the air suddenly became quiet.

Ma Weidu the child next door was wailing and crying.

The child must have been beaten for making a mistake, and the mother was furious, spewing profanities for over ten minutes. It wasn't until the child's grandmother intervened that it calmed down.

After finally waiting for the crying to stop, the wind picked up outside, and the north wind blew fiercely, pushing the gate open. Snow fell all over the entrance.

Li Heng had to get up to close the gate and bolt it, blocking the biting cold outside.

Under her gaze, he returned to sit beside her, finally breaking the silence and telling her the whole story of Xiao Han's mother going to Shanghai.

He didn't add any embellishments, and after he finished, he shut his mouth and waited.

Song Yu listened patiently, then pulled her right hand from his palm: "Xiao Han is quite good."

Li Heng paused and said, "She is quite good."

Song Yu said, "Since it's come to this, you should marry her."

Li Heng was stunned, then slowly forced himself to calm down, saying in a low, honest voice, "I am a greedy person, you should understand my heart."

Song Yu remained quiet.

Just as he was trying hard to find a topic, Song Yu murmured as if to herself, "Last night, I had the same dream three times."

Li Heng turned his head, full of concern: "What dream?"

Meeting his eyes, Song Yu spoke slowly: "You got married, but the bride wasn't me, it was Xiao Han. I was watching from the side, and Xiao Han looked very beautiful in her red wedding dress."

Li Heng's heart tightened, "Was it the same scene all three times?"

Song Yu said yes.

Li Heng wouldn't give up: "What happened after?"

Song Yu looked away, no longer meeting his eyes, and stared at the window for a long, long time before saying, "After that, you went into the bridal chamber, I fainted, and my mother took me away."

For no reason, Li Heng felt his heart ache until he was almost suffocating.

This dream was so real.

In his previous life, when he married Xiao Han, although Song Yu didn't come to the scene, she really fainted in the capital, and it was Chen Xiaoyu who sent her to the hospital.

After that fainting spell, Song Yu entered one of the two darkest periods of her life, losing over 20 pounds in a month.

Li Heng's eyes were a bit moist, and he reached out again to hug her from the side, holding her tightly.

He rested his chin on her hair, "It's just a dream, the one I want to marry is you."

Song Yu asked softly, "Then what about them?"

Li Heng paused, then bit the bullet and said, "They are also my women."

Song Yu's red lips moved slightly, she wanted to say something several times, but in the end, she didn't say anything, slowly closing her eyes and letting him hold her like that.

If it weren't for Chen Zijin and Xiao Han, if Mai Sui hadn't gotten involved, she would have been willing to be loved and to love, and would have married him without hesitation.

But as soon as she thought of Chen Zijin and Xiao Han, Song Yu, who had just been in a strange world, became hesitant, wavering, and introverted.

Feeling the passion in Song Yu's emotions receding like a tide, Li Heng wasn't surprised, but still felt a bit disappointed.

After about 2 minutes, Song Yu rose from his arms without any warning and went to the window. Dressed in white as snow, she looked out at the dim sky through the window, silent for a long time.

A few minutes later, Li Heng also came to the window, stood side by side with her, and said after a while, "My parents have always wanted to see you."

Song Yu turned her head to look at him.

Li Heng said truthfully, "They once questioned me, questioned why I was provoking so many girls, what I was trying to do? Asked me who I wanted to marry in the future? I said your name and told them clearly that I would marry you."

Song Yu withdrew her gaze and looked out the window again, "You want to take me to Gulou today?"

"Why put off until tomorrow what you can do today? Why don't you come with me today?" Li Heng's face showed anticipation.

Song Yu was silent.

After a long time, she gradually came back to her senses and pondered, "Maybe another time, I don't want to move today."

This was a polite refusal.

If it weren't for Xiao Han's mother going to Lushan Village, even if she felt shy or hesitant, she wouldn't have refused him and would have gone to the Li family.

Or, fearing that Gulou was Chen Zijin's territory and not wanting to escalate the conflict rashly, she would have asked Li Heng to bring his parents over here for a meal.

After Chen Zijin told her the news yesterday, she tossed and turned in bed all night without closing her eyes.

When they were at Dongtinghu during the summer vacation, they slept in the same bed, and their feelings had clearly become clear; she had already prepared herself to a certain extent to become a daughter-in-law of the Li family.

But Xiao Han's mother's trip had disrupted all her thoughts.

She knew it was true that Li Heng loved her and treated her sincerely without any lies, but she just couldn't accept it for a moment.

Song Yu also pondered; Xiao Han and her daughter went to Lushan Village the day before yesterday, and it reached her through Chen Zijin yesterday. The speed of the information made her have to suspect: was this a trap set by Xiao Han and Chen Zijin, with the purpose of forcing her to retreat?

She clearly knew that this was highly likely a scheme by Chen Zijin and Xiao Han, but she still fell for it.

The reason for falling for it was simple: because she took feelings very seriously and was a person pure in love. After that night at Dongtinghu during the summer vacation, Li Heng had completely occupied her body and mind, leaving no room for anything else.

Hearing her refusal, Li Heng felt a blockage in his heart he had never felt before.

The heavy snow was falling like jade dust scattered over the world, a very spectacular sight.

Seeing him lost in thought, Song Yu understood that her refusal had caused him unprecedented frustration. After thinking about it, she couldn't bear it and asked gently, "Do you remember the movie we watched last Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Li Heng's thoughts returned, "I remember, 'The Last Emperor' starring John Lone and Joan Chen."

Recalling the past, Song Yu smiled and said, "You even asked me back then, who is better looking, John Lone or you? You said you were better looking."

Li Heng asked, "Am I worse than him?"

"Not worse, you can be considered a true handsome man."

Song Yu continued with an elegant temperament, "Accompany me to watch a movie."

Li Heng was too scared to move, blurting out, "It's not the last movie, is it?"

The last movie meant the final movie.

He was very afraid that she would say words about parting on good terms.

Song Yu's dark eyes stared into his, as if seeing through the fear in his heart, then she smiled, took the initiative to hold his hand, opened the door, and pulled him to run outside.

Seeing this, Li Heng breathed a huge sigh of relief, looking at the lovely person in front of him and thinking: It really is Song Yu, it really is that kind-hearted woman, she still felt compassion for him.

She didn't want him to come to the capital for nothing this time, so she took him to watch a movie.

Although the Lushan Village incident hadn't passed, and wouldn't pass easily, she used the act of watching a movie to maintain his final dignity and give him a step down.

At this moment, Li Heng didn't ask for them to talk about marriage directly, only for their relationship to remain as it was, without retreating.

"Not using an umbrella?" he asked.

Song Yu held his hand and walked through the snow, "Are you afraid of catching a cold?"

The wind was a bit strong, Li Heng shouted loudly, "I am a real man, I'm not afraid."

Song Yu looked back and smiled, "If you really catch a cold, I'll keep you company."

They say the most beautiful smile is a glance back that brings a hundred charms, Li Heng was momentarily infatuated.

Observing his expression, the word "fool" appeared in Song Yu's mind.

Thinking this, the smile on her face had a few blushes, then she turned back and pulled him to speed up.

They took a few breaths before running to the nearby cinema.

Perhaps he had been having bad luck for a long time, but this time heaven didn't treat him badly; as soon as they entered the cinema, they caught the last bus and bought tickets for "Red Sorghum," and the two happily followed the crowd into the screening hall.

Because they arrived late, their seats were at the very back.

The movie "Red Sorghum" was directed by Zhang Yimou and starred Jiang Wen, Gong Li, and others; it was an excellent domestic film released in the country last month.

The movie was adapted from Mr. Mo Yan's novellas "Red Sorghum" and "Sorghum Wine," set in Gaomi, Shandong during the War of Resistance, telling the story of the male and female protagonists breaking through feudal traditions, and after many twists and turns, running a sorghum wine workshop together, but during the Japanese invasion, the female protagonist and the workshop workers were all massacred by the Japanese army for participating in the resistance movement.

The movie's atmosphere was full, and it was easy to stir people's emotions. For the entire 91 minutes, everyone in the screening hall held their breath and watched with extreme seriousness.

Like many women at the scene, Song Yu shed tears at the tragic parts. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers and suddenly said, "You'll be 20 next year."

Li Heng hummed, still immersed in the movie.

Song Yu said, "I'll go to Lushan Village to celebrate your birthday next Dragon Boat Festival."

Li Heng's heart jumped violently, almost jumping out of his throat.

His first thought was Mai Sui.

His second thought was Yu Laoshi in the small building at number 25 opposite.

His third thought was Xiao Han.

But he couldn't, and didn't dare, to show these directly, so he turned half-side and asked, "Really?"

Song Yu looked at him, "Are you welcoming?"

Li Heng said happily, "I'll laugh in my dreams. I'm just afraid you'll have too many classes then and won't be able to get away."

How could Song Yu not know the little thoughts in his heart, but she didn't point them out, teasing herself:

"Now the school leaders at Peking University all know I'm your partner, if I skip a few classes to celebrate your birthday, with your fame, they shouldn't make things difficult for me."

Hearing this, Li Heng was happy and worried.

The happy part was that Song Yu hadn't dumped or distanced herself from him because of the Lushan Village incident.

The worries were too many, a page of paper couldn't write them all.

He was actually a bit surprised; knowing that Mai Sui was at Fudan University, at Lushan Village, Song Yu still chose to go, which was something he hadn't expected.

This also didn't quite fit Song Yu's past habits.

Was she really stimulated by Wei Shiman coming to Fudan University? He thought so.

Unable to figure it out for a moment, he could only attribute the reason to this.

Coming out of the cinema, she asked, "It'll be meal time in a while, where do you want to eat?"

Li Heng said, "Anywhere is fine."

Song Yu asked, "How about our school cafeteria? Today is Wednesday, every week at this time I get together with Xiao Feng in the cafeteria."

Li Heng said okay.

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