1987 My Era

Chapter 644
It was past 5 a.m. when a faint light began to appear outside the window.

The sky gradually brightened.

Li Heng was about to sneak out of bed when he found Teacher Yu nestled in his arms, her head resting on his arm, fast asleep.

He looked down at her for a while, not wanting to wake her, and thought to himself: Even if Song Yu comes to Shanghai, the plane will take two hours in the air, plus the travel and waiting time, so it shouldn't be that fast.

Thinking this way, he felt much more at ease.

The only thing to be wary of now is leaving Building 25 before Miss Zhou wakes up.

Li Heng knew perfectly well that Teacher Yu had left Building 26 last night. He just guessed that Miss Zhou, that night owl, was probably still awake in the attic, so he didn't try to stop Teacher Yu and let her leave.

Then, after estimating the time, they climbed over the wall again.

Sigh, he doesn't know why he has to be so considerate of Miss Zhou's feelings.

Damn it, he might not even be able to save himself today.

Will my scheming wife come over?
If Xiao Han and Song Yu were to run into each other, that alone would be enough to give him a hard time, not to mention that Teacher Yu would also be there.

Speaking of which, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, Teacher Yu is going home, right?
After thinking about all sorts of things, Li Heng glanced at the watch on the bedside table again.

5:32
Wow, the time estimate was pretty accurate.

Li Heng put on his watch and looked down at Teacher Yu, who was still fast asleep.

Should we leave?

Should we wait a little longer?
Just as he hesitated, Ms. Yu, who was in his arms, turned over in her sleep, left his embrace, and continued to sleep facing the wall.

Li Heng stretched out his hands on the bed, bent down and looked at Teacher Yu. He saw that her eyes were closed and her breathing was even, not like she was awake.

He immediately dropped all pretense of politeness, quietly got out of bed, picked up the clothes he had hastily thrown away the night before, and then quietly left the bedroom with them. His first glance was at the small building across the street, number 27; the doors and windows were tightly shut, and the girls were probably still asleep.

He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put on his clothes, then went downstairs, climbed over the wall to get out, and climbed back in, all in one smooth motion.

Just as he returned to Building 26 to get his Mercedes-Benz keys, Teacher Yu sat up from the bed, put on sandals, went to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain with her fingers, and quietly observed the situation across the street.

At this moment, in Teacher Yu's view: Li Heng had changed into a new set of clothes, and seemed to have dressed up simply. He looked particularly artistic. He opened the courtyard gate, locked it again, and left, leaving Lushan Village.

Before leaving, Li Heng looked back at Building No. 25.

His sudden glance back caught Yu Shuheng off guard, causing her to instinctively shrink back two steps into the room.

Is the young man going to pick up Song Yu?
For a fleeting moment, she felt a pang of regret, wishing she had stayed in his arms for another hour.

But she only regretted it for a moment, and then she let it go. He probably won't have an easy time getting through this today either.

....
There is some distance between Fudan University and the airport.

Li Heng's driving skills are superb. Whether it's day or night, there's no car he can't tame. If once isn't enough, he'll try twice. If twice isn't enough, he'll just throw in hundreds of millions of dollars, and no car can resist.

They sped along at breakneck speed, quickly covering two-thirds of the journey.

Just then, he suddenly jolted, and the car began to sway and seemed to be getting out of control. Fortunately, he was experienced and had a good mindset, and he quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Upon opening the car door and taking a look, I felt a little dizzy.

Damn it! Why did they have to come at this time of year?!

The tire got a nail in it and went flat!

Is this an omen? Does it mean that everything will go wrong today?

Fortunately, the area was fairly bustling. After searching for a while, Li Heng finally found a general store by asking for directions, and then he started making phone calls.

Call Teacher Yu.

"Ring ring..."

"Ring ring..."

The phone rang five times before it was answered.

"Which one?"

Hearing that lazy, familiar voice, Li Heng felt a surge of warmth: "Teacher, it's me."

Yu Shuheng paused for a moment, then glanced at the receiver in her hand and asked softly, "Little brother, when did you run away from the teacher's bed?"

She was testing the waters.

Li Heng was extremely anxious and didn't have time for stalling. He went straight to the point and explained the situation, concluding with, "I need help."

Yu Shuheng asked, "Can't we find a repair shop nearby?"

Li Heng said, "I asked a passerby, and it's quite far, and it probably isn't open yet."

Yu Shuheng asked, "Aren't there any tire repair tools in the car?" She asked this because Liu Bei and Zeng Yunping usually liked to keep some repair tools in the trunk for emergencies.

Li Heng said, "We've looked, but it's not there."

Yu Shuheng then realized: "Oh, Zeng Yun took the car that was used to store tools yesterday to deliver wheat."

As she spoke, she said, "Wait here for a while. I'll have Liu Bei come to find you in a new car. You can use her car to run errands. You can leave your current car to her."

"Oh, thank you, teacher," Li Heng quickly expressed his gratitude.

Half an hour after the call ended, Liu Bei drove up in a brand-new Mercedes-Benz. Without saying a word, she handed him the car keys: "Mr. Li, you can go ahead and do your work. I'll take care of things here."

Li Heng thanked her and drove off in her car.

This back-and-forth delay wasted more than 40 minutes, leaving him feeling utterly devastated and wishing he could die.

He then sped up, practically driving on the gas pedal to the airport.

After the car came to a stop, Li Heng glanced at his watch again: 7:56.
It's still 4 minutes to 8 o'clock, there's still plenty of time, I should still be able to pick up Song Yu.

He comforted himself with this thought for a while, then headed straight for the exit gate to wait.

It was past 9 o'clock, and no one had come.

It was past 10 o'clock, and he still hadn't seen her. He started to wonder: Could it be that Song Yu couldn't leave the capital today and couldn't come?

As the clock struck 11, Li Heng paced back and forth, thinking: Miss Zhou had invited me to lunch, and since I had agreed, I couldn't very well break my promise. If I didn't see her in another 40 minutes, I'd have to return to Lushan Village and make other plans.

....
the other side.

As Song Yu walked out of Shanghai Airport, she specifically checked her watch.

7:32
This is enough time to go to Jing'an Temple and then rush back to Lushan Village for lunch.

Chen Xiaoyu, who was behind, looked around the airport and said, "Old Song, you really didn't tell your wife? I thought you were just kidding me."

Song Yu smiled faintly: "Let's go, let's go to Jing'an Temple first."

Chen Xiaoyu asked, "Are we just going to hail a taxi like this?"

Song Yu said, "Didn't you want to experience Shanghai properly? Taking a taxi is the most down-to-earth way to do it."

Chen Xiaoyu originally wanted to ask for help by phone, but after hearing this, she immediately felt that it made a lot of sense, so the two women decided to take a taxi to Jing'an.

I was lucky; I managed to hail a rental car in just 14 minutes.

Although Hongkou Airport is some distance from Jing'an Temple, it's not particularly far. After arriving, the two women bought some snacks for breakfast since they still had time.

There was food on the plane, but it was too early to eat, and I also wanted to try some local Shanghai breakfast, so I kept putting it off until now.

After breakfast, the two began their ascent into Jing'an Temple.

Song Yu had done her homework before coming, and even though it was her first time, she seemed very organized.

She and her best friend Chen Xiaoyu first went to the Mahavira Hall, the Heavenly King Hall, and the Three Saints Hall to offer incense and pray for blessings, and then, with a clear goal in mind, headed straight for the Guanyin Hall.

Stepping through the threshold of the Guanyin Temple, Song Yu looked up at Guanyin Bodhisattva for a while, and then respectfully performed the three bows and nine kowtows.

Chen Xiaoyu followed her example and did the same.

After finishing her prayers, Song Yu said to her best friend, "I'm going to petition for red ribbons to pray for blessings, do you want some?"

Chen Xiaoyu asked, "Is your inner conflict located in this Guanyin Hall?"

Song Yu's gaze swept across the dozens of pillars wrapped with red ribbons on the left, finally settling on the second one from the left.

Xiao Han once told her in a letter: The second one from the left holds a secret.

Song Yu frankly said, "Yes, I might need your help later."

Chen Xiaoyu asked, "What kind of help?"

Song Yu pointed to the area with red ribbons, "Help me find Li Heng's prayer red ribbon."

Chen Xiaoyu was stunned, her mouth agape. "What are you doing? Looking for your boyfriend's red ribbon?"

Xiao Han didn't mention Li Heng's red ribbon in the letter, but Song Yu had her own thoughts: since Li Heng came here with Zhou Shihe at the beginning of the year, and since Zhou Shihe wrote on a red ribbon, Li Heng most likely did too. But Xiao Han didn't mention it in the letter. Either Li Heng's red ribbon had a blessing inscription that could destroy one's Dao heart? Or Xiao Han simply didn't bother looking for Li Heng's red ribbon?
Based on her understanding of Xiao Han, Xiao Han shouldn't have been so careless as to miss Li Heng's red ribbon.

But no matter what, since I've come all this way today, I'm determined to get to the bottom of this.

Regardless of what was written on Li Heng's red ribbon, or what Zhou Shihe wrote, Xiao Han was on high alert and insisted on personally going to Lushan Village.

P.S.: I'm not feeling well. After taking my medicine, I've been lying in bed receiving IV drips. I've been getting up and writing this bit here and there. I'll write more tomorrow when I feel better. I know it's inhumane to stop here in March, but my body can't take it anymore. I'm sorry.

Um, just one more thing, please don't mention any sensitive words, everyone. It seems the website has deleted a lot of comments, please.

(End of this chapter)