Chapter 713

That night, in order to fulfill her promise to Song Yu and out of consideration for his health, Mai Sui really didn't sleep with him, but shared a bed with Sun Manning.

That idiot Ye Ning also slept on a floor mat in the same room, under the pretext of saving on air conditioning electricity.

That night, the energetic Li Heng was busy in the study, reading and writing, not stopping until past 2:00 AM.

He wrote nearly 5,000 more words for "The Book of Doomsday," finishing the third chapter.

He read it through twice, carefully deliberating and revising a dozen places, finally putting his pen down with satisfaction, standing up to stretch a long yawn, and standing by the window for a while.

On a whim, he suddenly missed Teacher Yu a bit; he wondered how she was doing in Tokyo? Had she slept yet?

And Huang Zhaoyi, he hadn't seen her for a while either; had her family matters been resolved?

With these questions, he went into the washroom to splash his face, then lay down on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, a thought flashed through his mind: if he couldn't contact the "Great Qingyi," he would have to go to Fuchun Xiaoyuan for a walk.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Zhou Fu left, and Zhou Shihe accompanied him for breakfast in the cafeteria.

Before leaving, Zhou Shihe thought her father would say something, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see her father speak; after seeing him to the school gate and watching the car gradually disappear from view, she came to her senses and went outside the school to bring back noodles for the others.

Lushan Village.

When the "Great King Zhou" brought various breakfasts into the house, Mai Sui happened to be coming downstairs.

Mai Sui asked, "Your father left?"

Zhou Shihe hummed.

Mai Sui asked quietly, "Did he ask about Li Heng?"

Zhou Shihe said, "He did."

Mai Sui looked at her.

Zhou Shihe thought for a moment and said, "Like Mom, he is actually opposed to it in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud."

Mai Sui opened her arms to hug her, "At least Uncle and Auntie still love you very much."

Zhou Shihe smiled faintly, hummed again, and then asked, "Where are Manning and Ningning?"

Mai Sui said, "They're arguing in the washroom; my ears were almost deafened, so I came down."

Zhou Shihe's smile deepened; she was also immune to those two women, "Is he still sleeping?"

Mai Sui nodded, "I went to the study to mop the floor earlier and found more than ten pages of manuscript; I guess he was up late writing last night."

Hearing this, Zhou Shihe felt a stir in her heart and walked toward the stairs.

Seeing this, Mai Sui followed her upstairs to the study. Closing the study door, she found the science fiction manuscript, and the two sisters sat side by side to read it together.

Including yesterday afternoon and evening, there were over 9,000 words in total, and the two women were fully focused, reading with great interest.

After spending half an hour finishing it, Mai Sui's thoughts hadn't yet emerged from the book, "It's so exciting, it had me on edge."

Zhou Shihe said, "Doomsday-themed movies are like that."

As she spoke, she gently stroked the manuscript with her right hand and said warmly, "I don't know how his brain is structured; how can he have so many novel ideas?"

Mai Sui suddenly asked, "If he were an ordinary person, would you have fallen in love with him?"

Zhou Shihe pondered for a moment and said calmly, "If he were an ordinary person, without the status of a writer and the halo of a musician, many people wouldn't be so tolerant of him."

Mai Sui realized: if Li Heng were the Li Heng from high school, then neither the Yu family nor the Huang family would have given him a second look. Perhaps Zhou Fu wouldn't have come to Fudan University either.

Mai Sui said, "No wonder he is so nostalgic."

Who is he nostalgic for?

They are all women who formed emotional bonds with him before he rose to power.

Zhou Shihe remained quiet, picked up the manuscript again, and read it from beginning to end once more.

After 8:00 AM, Li Heng walked out of the bedroom.

He found the house quiet and empty, but found a note on the coffee table; judging by the handwriting, it was left by Mai Sui.

The note read: We've gone to register, and we're having dinner with our roommates tonight; take care of yourself.

Well, school starts today, and he had become a loner.

The rice noodles on the coffee table were mushy and couldn't be eaten, so he washed up and went to the Chunhua Noodle Shop outside the school.

Just as expected, it was packed with people, every table full; fortunately, he could go to the second floor to wait while playing with the children.

Liu Chunhua knew his preferences, and before long, she brought up a bowl of beef noodles, topped with a fried egg and some wood ear mushrooms.

Li Heng took the noodles, said thank you, and asked her, "Sister Chunhua, where is Old Yong?"

Liu Chunhua took the little brat from his feet, "Zhiyong also went back to school to register and won't be back until noon. By the way, a girl was looking for you and asked me to pass a letter to you."

Li Heng was surprised and looked up, "Who?"

Liu Chunhua handed the child to the grandmother next to her and found a yellow envelope from a box, "She gave it to me yesterday afternoon; the other party has shoulder-length short hair and is very beautiful. She said you would know who she is when you see the handwriting."

There was no writing on the envelope, so he had to tear it open, pull out the letter, and glance at it; a figure immediately appeared in his mind: Ye Zhanyan.

He immediately understood why Senior Ye had handed the letter to Liu Chunhua instead of sending it to him through the post office or having Ye Ning pass it on.

Because if she had, the letter would likely not have reached his hands.

Stuffing the letter back into the envelope, Li Heng said, "She's a friend of mine, thank you, Sister Chunhua."

Liu Chunhua smiled and said, "School starts today, business is quite good, so I'll go get busy; eat slowly."

"Eh, alright." Li Heng responded and began to eat the rice noodles with his chopsticks.

After breakfast, he didn't linger at the noodle shop; there were simply too many people, and he could even hear many familiar Xiangnan accents, presumably all drawn by the chili peppers here.

Entering the school, Li Heng found an empty patch of grass to sit on, pondered for a while, and finally pulled out Senior Ye's letter and unfolded it.

Inside was just one sheet of paper with two paragraphs.

The general content of the first paragraph was introducing her work situation at Morgan, saying it had broadened her horizons and she had gained a lot.

In the second paragraph, she suddenly changed the subject, asking if he still needed people for the many companies under his name? Once he graduated, she could come back to help him in the future.

The implication was that she wanted to seek a position with him in two years.

As for her purpose, although she didn't say it in the letter, the very existence of this letter explained a lot.

After reading the letter, Li Heng folded it and put it away.

Then he stood up and walked toward the Management School building, first going to the counselor to register, then sitting in the director's office for a while, and finally going to Sun Xiaozhang's house.

Coincidentally, Sun Xiaozhang had just returned from a meeting, and the two bumped into each other at the door.

Sun Xiaozhang walked with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sun in the sky, and asked, "Eh? The sun didn't rise from the west today; why did you, kid, decide to come see this old man?"

Li Heng pouted, "I'm not here to see you; I'm here to find Junior Huang to watch a movie."

Sun Xiaozhang wouldn't have it, reaching out to grab his arm and shoo him away, "If you come to see me, there's lunch for you; if you come for Ziyue, not breaking your legs is already giving Little Yu a lot of face."

Li Heng was speechless, thinking that even though the old man's hair was half white, his strength was not small.

Hearing the commotion outside, Huang Ziyue walked out; seeing the senior there, she immediately ran over, pried open her grandfather's hand, and pulled Li Heng's sleeve into the house.

Sun Xiaozhang's face darkened, and he stood there as if petrified.

Li Heng smiled triumphantly.

Huang Ziyue poured him a cup of tea, lowered the air conditioning temperature a bit, and not stopping there, turned on the fan to blow toward him, "It's too hot outside, Senior, you're sweating; hurry up and sit down to rest."

The granddaughter's attentive behavior made Sun Xiaozhang shake his head repeatedly.