1987 My Era

Chapter 234: Dare not speak of love lightly (Please subscribe!)

As soon as the name "Li Heng" came out, Liu Yue could clearly feel the air in the room stagnate.

Huang Zhaoyi stood up and slowly sat back down. After a long silence, she asked, "Do you like him?"

Liu Yue tilted her head: "Hey, Auntie, do you know Li Heng? Why don't you ask what he looks like and what his family conditions are like?"

Huang Zhaoyi took off her opera hat and placed it on the table. She said slowly, "I heard Liu Jia mention it. The last time I went to her office, the Li Heng you mentioned happened to be there. I saw him in person."

Liu Yue stared at her for a while, then praised her with great joy: "Aunt, you are indeed an opera singer. You can lie without any flaws."

Huang Zhaoyi said nothing.

Liu Yue said: "In elementary school, middle school and high school, you often came to school to see me, bought me things, brought me vegetables and delicious food. But in college, it has been almost three months, and you have never been to Fudan University openly. I was thinking, if you went to Fudan, you would not not come to see me, right?"

At this point, Liu Yue paused, then asked, "Or is it that there is someone at Fudan University that my aunt is worried about? Who doesn't want to go?"

Huang Zhaoyi sighed silently after hearing this, then she got up and went to the cloakroom, where she began to take off her costume and change her clothes.

Liu Yue sat on the sofa without moving. She first picked up the water cup and took a sip, then she flipped through the newspaper on the coffee table aimlessly.

After a while, the cloakroom door opened, and Huang Zhaoyi, dressed in green, returned to her previous position and asked, "When did you find out?"

A playful look flashed across Liu Yue's face, "I thought you would hold out."

Huang Zhaoyi crossed her hands over her abdomen, concentrating her energy and holding her breath, like a statue.

Seeing this, Liu Yue took out 13 notes and a photo from her pocket and handed them over.

The photo was taken the last time she checked the handwriting on the envelope and note.

Huang Zhaoyi was stunned for a moment, then took it and waited until she had finished reading them one by one. Then she closed her long eyelashes and remained silent for a long time.

Liu Yue was not in a hurry and took her time, waiting for her aunt to digest the information.

Huang Zhaoyi didn't move for the past 5 minutes.

Another 5 minutes passed and she still didn't move.

After waiting for 15 minutes, Liu Yue closed the newspaper in her hand and said, "You watched his performance at the school welcome party and then left. It was too obvious."

Hearing this, Huang Zhaoyi slowly opened her eyes, "Does your mother know?"

Liu Yue shook her head.

Huang Zhaoyi held the paper in her hand and asked, "Did you approach him on purpose just for the handwriting?"

Liu Yue replied: "Not at the beginning, but later on."

Huang Zhaoyi asked: "When did you start to get suspicious?"

Liu Yue recalled: "Last time I flipped through the readers' letters in your drawer, and I felt that the handwriting was familiar. I felt like I had seen it somewhere before. It was not until I saw him writing in class later that I suddenly realized what was going on."

As she was talking, she added: "Li Heng loves reading books and newspapers. He reads the newspapers on time every day, and the ones he reads the most are reports about "Cultural Journey" and the writer December."

His eyes slowly swept over his niece's face, and then he looked at the paper again. Huang Zhaoyi said, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

Liu Yue leaned forward slightly and asked seriously, "Li Heng, is this really the writer December?"

Huang Zhaoyi said, "Don't you have the answer?"

"Different."

Liu Yue pursed her lips: "Guessing is far from the truth, maybe just a millimeter, or maybe it's a world of difference."

Huang Zhaoyi nodded gently: "It's him."

Liu Yue's eyes were blank, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses, "Sure enough! I knew it was almost certain, it was indeed him!"

Then she took a deep breath and asked, not hiding her shock, "How did he do it at this age?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "You have read the letter he wrote back to me. He is very talented. Maybe he is that kind of genius."

Liu Yue said: "But."

Huang Zhaoyi interrupted: "There is no but. The first 20 chapters of his Cultural Journey were written impromptu during his journey. Several people can testify to this with their own eyes."

Liu Yue opened her mouth so wide that an egg could almost fit in it.

After a long while, she couldn't help but joked: "This is the first time I've seen you look unhappy in all these years!"

Huang Zhaoyi agreed.

Liu Yue narrowed her eyes and said softly, "I am not questioning his talent. Just like the song "Original Scenery of Hometown", it is extraordinarily beautiful and everyone who has heard it is convinced.

I was just thinking, how could such a great writer compose such a piece of music, and how good was his erhu? Was he a god descended to earth?"

Huang Zhaoyi pondered for a moment and said, "There is no shortage of people with extraordinary talents in every era. Zhao Yuanren at the beginning of this century not only knew 33 Chinese dialects, but was also proficient in seven foreign languages, including English, German, and French. He also had great achievements in mathematics, physics, philosophy, and linguistics, and was hailed as the first genius of the Republic of China. Li Heng is undoubtedly one of these people."

Liu Yue had read about Zhao Yuanren's life in a book, and was relieved. Then she looked straight into her aunt's eyes and asked seriously:

"Aunt, you're in love with him, aren't you?"

Huang Zhaoyi avoided her niece's eyes, glanced out the window, and sighed leisurely, "I dare not talk about love lightly."

Liu Yue raised her eyebrows: "Why?"

Huang Zhaoyi said nothing.

Liu Yue asked: "Because of age?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "I am 14 years older than him. This is an unbridgeable gap."

"Ah!"

Liu Yue chuckled and curled her lips: "Are there fewer couples with an age difference of more than ten years in society? Some people are 60 and still specifically looking for someone 18, are they worried?"

Huang Zhaoyi looked at her.

Seeing that her aunt didn't reply, Liu Yue leaned forward slightly, "My uncle is 45 this year. He has a mistress in Changning. She is at most in her early 30s and has a boy. Don't tell me you don't know?"

Huang Zhaoyi: “.”

Huang Zhaoyi took a sip of water and said, "It's different. The third generation of the Huang family are all girls. Your grandfather and your uncle have always hoped to have a boy to inherit the family line. In fact, the family, including your aunt, knows about this. The bottom line is that it cannot be made public and cannot be brought home."

Liu Yue's eyes flickered. "So, why can't you follow your uncle's example? If you're afraid of what people might say, just don't make it public." Huang Zhaoyi reached out and nodded her head. "I really love you in vain. Do you want your aunt to be his lover?"

Liu Yue said: "That's the opposite. Let him be your lover."

Huang Zhaoyi laughed, "Do you think it's possible? The man who wrote "To Live" and "Cultural Journey" has his own pride, how could he be my lover? Besides..."

After a few seconds of pausing, she continued, "Besides, even if he is willing, I will not allow it."

Liu Yue was puzzled: "Why?"

Huang Zhaoyi said word by word: "A scholar should have the character of a scholar. I allow him to be bad, but I will not allow him to be humble."

Hearing this, Liu Yue was shocked, even more shocked than when she had just heard from her aunt that Li Heng was the writer December.

For some reason, Liu Yue felt depressed and couldn't speak for a long time.

After a long silence, she said angrily, "It seems that he has a very high image in your heart. It seems that I came here for nothing today."

Huang Zhaoyi turned her head and said helplessly, "Do you really want your classmate to be your uncle?"

Liu Yue replied: "Actually, I don't really care who is my uncle-in-law. I'm just tired of hearing my grandparents, aunt, uncle, aunt and my mom always urging you to find a partner. You've treated me like a treasure since you were very young, and I also hope you can find happiness.

After all these years, you, who are so picky, have finally met someone you like. How can I not be anxious for you? "

Huang Zhaoyi smiled warmly and said, "Aunt has decided that when you get married, the two hotels in Hong Kong will belong to you."

Liu Yue hated him for not fighting, and stood up: "It's already this hour, and you still can laugh. Come on, I'll take you to see someone."

Huang Zhaoyi was curious: "Who?"

Liu Yue asked expressionlessly: "Li Heng's woman, do you dare?"

Huang Zhaoyi opened and closed her red lips. The smile on her face gradually disappeared. She fell silent on the spot, just like before, turning into a statue on the sofa.

Liu Yue took two steps and came to her, looking down at her from above, and said for a long time: "You said you don't talk about love easily, but I heard the sound of a broken heart."

Huang Zhaoyi asked in a low voice: "How is she?"

This was a nonsensical statement, but Liu Yue understood it immediately: "Although I don't want to admit it, objectively speaking, it's beautiful."

Huang Zhaoyi murmured, "How beautiful is it?"

Liu Yue raised her eyebrows: "How beautiful it is is just a concept, why don't you go and see it yourself and make it real?"

Huang Zhaoyi slumped down on the sofa, looking completely different from the upright stone sculpture. "In his reply letter, he said he was married and had a daughter who was about to get married. Do you know why I never took the initiative to investigate and verify it?"

Liu Yue asked: "Are you afraid that what he said is the truth?"

"Yes and no."

Huang Zhaoyi shook her head. "Before I knew his true identity, I always imagined what he looked like. Was he well-educated, elegant, and graceful? I couldn't help but send him Peking Opera tickets twice, but he refused both times. But after seeing him in person, I became even more afraid to meet him formally."

Liu Yue asked sharply, "What would you have done if he hadn't refused and had come to the appointment?"

Huang Zhaoyi was immediately stumped by the question.

Liu Yue narrowed her eyes: "In fact, you had the urge to sacrifice yourself at that time, right? Even if you don't want to admit it, this thought has arisen in your mind. And more than once."

The flaw deep in her heart was magnified and pierced, and Huang Zhaoyi was speechless.

Liu Yue pressed him, "Now I am afraid to meet him formally. Besides the age difference, I am also afraid that he has a partner. I am afraid that my perfect fantasy will be shattered. Am I right?"

One stood there, his eyes full of brilliance.

One was lying on his side, limp and powerless.

For a moment, the two women looked at each other and wrestled, neither of them saying anything.

After about 10 minutes of stalemate, Liu Yue suddenly said, "If you are so cowardly, then I will go after him. To be honest, such an excellent man is worthy of me. When we are together in the future, don't be jealous."

Although she knew that this was a provocation, Huang Zhaoyi's heart was beating rapidly. Finally, she sighed and said, "I have loved you since childhood. You are plotting against your aunt."

"No, it's an open conspiracy. Either you get both the man and the niece, or both the man and the niece leave you." Liu Yue swayed her body and spoke coldly.

Huang Zhaoyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stood up, picked up the car keys and asked, "Where is she?"

"At school." Liu Yue replied.

In this way, the two women left the villa and drove to Fudan University.

In the car, Liu Yue looked around and asked, "Why don't you drive a Mercedes? I like that Mercedes."

Huang Zhaoyi said: "He recognized that car."

Liu Yue understood instantly: "So you bought this Santana in addition?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "It's mainly about keeping a low profile."

As we chatted, the car soon arrived at the gate of Fudan University.

Seeing that my aunt had parked the car near the school gate and sat there motionless, Liu Yue asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Huang Zhaoyi raised her right wrist and looked at it: "It's dinner time now. He should bring his girlfriend out for dinner. Maybe I can run into him later."

Liu Yue said: "How can you chase a man if you are as timid as a mouse?"

Huang Zhaoyi pretended not to hear this.

After nearly half an hour of waiting, the two women finally saw Li Heng and Xiao Han. They saw the couple walking side by side in front of the car.

Liu Yue said: "He is very popular, do you really want to hide?"

Huang Zhaoyi said nothing, her eyes fixed on Xiao Han without blinking.

When Li Heng and Xiao Han crossed the road and walked into a roadside restaurant, Liu Yue saw a hint of bitterness on her aunt's face, so she opened the door and got out of the car, "I'm hungry, let's go have a meal too."

Huang Zhao struggled violently in his heart, but finally gave in, so he pulled out the car key and got out.

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