1987 My Era

Chapter 203: The legend of my master is everywhere in the world (Please subscribe!)

Mai Sui was puzzled: "Do you still believe in horoscopes? Is there a noble person with a mole on his belly in your destiny?"

Li Heng nodded.

Mai Sui asked again: "Is this a woman?"

Li Heng blinked.

After looking at each other for a while, Mai Sui smiled tenderly, "Is this what you dreamed about before? Don't cast a wide net, I don't have a mole on my lower abdomen."

Li Heng felt a little embarrassed when his little trick was exposed. He said good night and went back to his room to sleep.

In fact, he just asked on a whim, and he didn't think the person in the dream would be Mai Sui. Because Mai Sui has a natural charm, even if you can't see her face clearly, there are still some other characteristics that can be identified.

Perhaps, this is just an absurd dream and should not be taken seriously.

So he thought.

After closing the door, Mai Sui lay down on the bed and kept thinking about the conversation she had just had with Li Heng.

The reason why she guessed that Li Heng had dreamed about this was because the masculine smell in the air of the master bedroom forced her to think in this direction.

But she was very confused: if it was a dream, if it was the woman in the dream, why did he want to get to the bottom of it in reality?
Does this dream happen often?

So that's why he is like that?
As she was thinking, Mai Sui suddenly sat up from the bed, reached out to grab the flashlight from the bedside table, and for some unknown reason lowered her head to check her lower abdomen.

I didn’t dare turn on the light, for fear that Li Heng might not be asleep in the attic and that he would think too much.

Although she knew that she probably didn't have any moles, she had never carefully checked her lower abdomen when taking a bath in the past.
The flashlight stayed on for about half a minute, then was turned off and put back on the bedside table. She shrank back into the quilt with a hot face.

What am I doing?
Mai Sui clapped his hands on his face, feeling ashamed of his ridiculous behavior and feeling unhappy for a moment.

As the old saying goes: One autumn rain brings one cold day, ten autumn rains require you to wear cotton.

When he woke up the next day, there was a continuous drizzle under the eaves. He didn't know how many times it had rained in late autumn, but he felt it was a little cold, even colder than the weather in southern Hunan.

Come to think of it, the latitude of Shanghai seems to be much higher than that of Shonan, no wonder it is so.

Look at the time, 9:07
Oh well, I stayed up too late and fell into a deep sleep. The first class is almost over.

Li Heng hurriedly put on his clothes and subconsciously wanted to call Mai Sui next door when he left the bedroom, but the door to the second bedroom was open and not closed at all.

No need to think about it, the girl Mai Sui left a long time ago.

After looking around, I found tofu pudding, steamed buns and fried dough sticks on the coffee table.

Well, there was a note next to it with words written on it: I don’t know what time you get up, I didn’t buy noodles because I was afraid of noodles lumps.

Just these simple words made him feel warm inside.

You should make friends like this. Don’t be greedy. One or two are enough in life.

After washing up, Li Heng found a black umbrella from the bottom drawer of the bedroom. This was Song Yu's. He had kept it for himself and had always kept it as a treasure and was reluctant to use it.

Opening the umbrella, Li Heng couldn't help but recall the scene on the eve of the college entrance examination when he and Song Yu shared this umbrella together and walked back to No. 1 Middle School from Hongqi Road in Shao City. At that time, they were caught on the scene by the old Song couple.

The past events were vivid in his mind, and for some reason, he suddenly missed Song Yu very much.

Maybe they were in sync, because as soon as I walked into the classroom, Liu Yue stuffed three letters into my hand.

The handwriting on the top letter was so familiar that he recognized it as Song Yu's at a glance.

Without even looking up, he said thank you and impatiently tore open the envelope and took out two pages of letter paper.

This is unprecedented, there are actually 2 pages, while in the past they were only symbolic pages.

There is not much content, and it is mainly divided into three sections.

In the first paragraph, like any other letter, she told us about her studies and university life over the past month, as if she were an old friend. The pace was brisk and she spoke in a leisurely and eloquent manner.

In short, she's doing pretty well.

In the second paragraph, Song Yu's writing style changed. Between the lines, she asked questions about his studies and writing, and talked about news reports in the newspaper.

In her letter, she announced the good news: there has been a recent craze for "Cultural Journey" at Peking University. Not only do professors strongly recommend it in class, but students are also spreading the word. From time to time, alumni can be seen reading the novel on the roadside grass, in classrooms, libraries, and even in the cafeteria.

Occasionally, she would stand by and listen to other people's comments, and every time she heard a lot of compliments, she would feel happy for him.

The last paragraph of the letter is relatively short. In it, Song Yu asks about her uncle's health and asks when he will come to Beijing for medical treatment.

This uncle, of course, refers to Comrade Li Jianguo. Slowly, carefully, and without missing a word, Li Heng read it twice in a row, and his longing for him was greatly relieved.

The feeling of satisfaction I get when I receive a letter from my beloved when I miss her is indescribable and really enjoyable.

What surprised him was that he had mentioned his old father going to the capital before, but he didn't expect Song Yu to take it to heart.

This, this is a bit difficult.

Should I tell her?
If I tell him, will I collide with Zijin? Will there be constant conflict from now on?
If he didn't tell him, Li Heng would feel uneasy again.

This is Song Yu, the woman he least wants to disappoint in his past and present life.

After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to tell her the details and fulfill his promise not to lie to her.

Just when he had expressed his longing for her and finished writing the letter, he suddenly realized that Liu Yue was still sitting on his right.

Li Heng frowned and stared at her.

Liu Yue ignored it at first and just took notes and listened to the class carefully.

After a long time, seeing that he was still looking at her, she wrote on the notebook: I don't have the time to read your letter, and I'm not interested in it, so don't be so self-indulgent.

After reading the note, Li Heng observed the other person for a while and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of others knowing about him and Song Yu, he just didn't want his privacy to be peeped into.

He picked up the pen and replied: Didn’t you say you wouldn’t sit with me? Aren’t you afraid of getting me into trouble?
Liu Yue's eyes flashed: Is your name engraved on the seat?

Li Heng was speechless.

Liu Yue wrote again: You didn't sit in the corner, so it's not a breach of promise for me to sit here. If you have the guts, go to the corner.

Li Heng's eyelids twitched.

I found out that this girl has a sharp tongue and is even better at taking advantage of loopholes than me.

Li Heng stared at her profile for a while, making sure that she didn't peek at the contents of his letter, otherwise, his identity as the writer December had just been exposed, and she couldn't be so calm.

In fact, Liu Yue didn't really peek.

Because she has her pride and disdains to do such sneaky things.

What's more, her life goal is to go abroad for further studies in the future, and she has no love for Li Heng at all. Sitting here today, she is just curious about why he did not play the erhu but the ocarina at the welcome party?

When the bell rang for the end of the second get out of class, Liu Yue immediately packed up her textbooks and left, coolly going to the front row of the classroom to meet up with her roommates.

Witnessing all this, I have to say, this girl is quite unique.

The second letter was written by Li Ran. After two months, I got news from the other party again.

The content is very short, just a few words.

Li Ran said: Li Heng, you have become famous now. When you come to Gansu next time, "Cultural Journey" will be your pass, and you will never have to worry about food and drink.

Li Ran also said: My mother is being lewd and secretly showing your father's photos. Tell me, she is so old and ugly now, what is she still looking for?
Li Ran also said: I just started dating a guy, he is a university teacher, he didn’t have physical strength, I dumped him after half a month. Hey, do you have any high-quality men to introduce?

The whole letter was full of nonsense and had no structure. It was so absurd that Li Heng couldn't bear to read it.

Forget it, just watch it for fun, I’m too lazy to reply.

The third letter was addressed in Shanghai. Li Heng flipped it over in his hand and put it directly into his bag without opening it.

The news of Li Guoyi and Le Yao's love affair caused some sensation in the two classes of statistics major. The two guys were so proud of it that they even held a wedding banquet on Thursday night and invited people from the two dormitory to attend.

At first, the two dormitory members were worried that Li Guang would not be able to bear it and would not participate.

As a result, Li Guoyi found Li Guang alone. They talked secretly about something. Li Guang not only attended the wedding, but also toasted Li Guoyi and Le Yao in public at the wedding banquet. Judging from his smile, it should be sincere. The boys in dormitory 325 praised him for his elegance. The girls in dormitory 107 praised him for being able to take things and put them down, like a man.

Friday, late afternoon.

It was thundering outside again, and thick rain began to fall, as dense as milk. The campus boulevards were covered with golden fallen leaves without anyone noticing. Li Heng, holding an umbrella, hurried to the School of Management.

The School of Management is holding a welcome party tonight. Comrade Mai Sui is the host and cannot be absent. He only wrote 4000 words in the afternoon and then put down his pen, without even having time to eat dinner.

Before entering the party, I heard some boys gathered at the door talking about Zhou Shihe and Mai Sui.

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