After washing up, Li Heng came back for breakfast: "How did you sleep last night?"

"It's pretty good." Zhou Shihe said.

She prefers the 26th building in a relatively deserted manner. She feels that it is more lively and more lively.

After breakfast, Zhou Shihe left straight and returned to her own house.

Li Heng opened the curtains in the living room and looked across from him and found that the doors and windows were closed. I wonder if Teacher Yu had gotten up?

Miss Zhou bought three breakfasts and came back, but the other one was not delivered, and is now on the coffee table.

After pondering for a moment, Li Heng picked up breakfast and headed to Xiaolou No. 25.

The gate of the courtyard was locked, but this could not defeat him.

He took two steps back, and then ran over the next courtyard wall. For rural children, the courtyard wall that was about 2 meters high was just a sprinkling of water, and it didn't take much effort.

Yes, the door inside was also closed and I had to knock on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdong...!"

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."!"

After a few doors, Yu Shuheng threw a bunch of keys directly from the window into the yard. She didn't show up, and she didn't even come down to pick up the keys. Li Heng opened the door, changed his shoes and went to the second floor.

There was no one in the living room. He looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then sat on the sofa waiting. After a while, Yu Shuheng, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the bedroom, but ignored him immediately, glanced at him and entered the bathroom.

I waited until I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and took care of my hair before I came to him.

"Teacher." He looked up and said hello.

Yu Shuheng looked at him, then looked at the breakfast on the coffee table, sat opposite him and said, "I'm not too hungry."

Li Heng subconsciously raised the Cartier watch in his left hand, look at it, 8:35

"Isn't you really hungry?" he asked.

"Um."

"Why don't I give you a bowl of noodles."

"good."

After a simple conversation, Li Heng was completely speechless.

Seeing that he was constipated, Yu Shuheng smiled meaningfully. Then he changed his position in a good mood, moved to him, held his face in both hands and looked carefully for a while, and finally put his head on his chin.

I have kissed him several times, either on the face or on the chin, but I will never kiss him.

After kissing, she stood up, stretched her waist and walked toward the entrance of the corridor, "Please keep the keys on the coffee table, so don't affect the teacher's sleep in the future."

There are ready-made noodles at home and they are served on the table soon.

He came to the door and said to Teacher Yu, who was trimming flowers and plants in the yard: "Teacher, the dough is ready."

Yu Shuheng stretched out his scissors to him, "Come and help me trim it."

"I haven't done this thing before, I don't know." Li Heng said.

Yu Shuheng said, "It's okay, I'll teach you next to you."

Hearing that Li Heng took the scissors.

Yu Shuheng indeed brought out noodles from the house and stood behind and taught him while eating.

After pruning a osmanthus tree, Yu Shuheng asked, "You were all night last night and don't go to rest now."

Li Heng turned around and stared at her.

Yu Shuheng did not escape and looked at him directly, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

After a while, he asked in a low voice: "When are you going to bed in Teacher?"

"It's past 4 o'clock," she said.

Every question and answer, everything is indifferent.

After 9 o'clock in the morning, the two of them came to the small building No. 27 and entered the piano room.

At this time, Zhou Shihe was already inside, playing the "Nightingale" that she had just arranged last night.

Li Heng and Yu Shuheng did not disturb her, and automatically slowed down the sound of footsteps, and sat quietly on both sides of the piano.

It was not until the song was over that Yu Shuheng spoke and said to Li Heng: "Pick up the flute and play it with Shihe again, and I'll see the effect."

"This song" is mainly composed of Li Heng's flute and Zhou Shihe's piano ensemble. When the album is recorded, Yu Shuheng and some other instruments will join in.

Li Heng and Zhou Shihe looked at each other and started playing tacitly.

Yu Shuheng took the music score and made notes while listening. After the end, the three of them gathered together and discussed some areas that could be improved.

In this way, the next week, the three of them lived an inseparable life. They arranged music in the piano room during the day, took a walk together after dinner, and then made their own things.

Since Zhou Shihe spent the night in Building No. 26, Yu Shuheng has almost never set foot in Building No. 26 as soon as the sky is dark. Li Heng noticed this, but pretended not to know and did not point it out.

Although the two women have been disagreeing, the results of the cooperation are still gratifying. Finally, all the arrangement work will be completed before August.

According to Teacher Yu, the next step is to rehearse hard and record the album. The three of them have had experience in the Spring Festival Gala ensemble, so they are naturally easy to get it.

While Mr. Yu was taking care of the recording, Li Heng didn’t have to worry too much. Instead, he polished the last two chapters of "White Deer Plain" when he had time.

Chapter 45 has been written. Chapter 46, which is the last chapter, is almost half written.

Because he added one-third of the content of this book, he thought about the ending for a long time, with the purpose of thoroughly integrating the added content with the original book and condensing it into a knot.

The last chapter has a lot of words, and it is estimated that there are several square characters.

As the teaching ideas, Li Heng glanced at the heavy rain outside, and hid at the desk and continued to write:

Many years later, just after the first New Year after the liberation of Zishui County, Deputy County Mayor Lu Zhaoqian was arrested in his office. Heiwa was drafting an application report to restore his party membership. Two people walked in from the room. He did not look up. It was not until the visitor took away the brush from his hand that he realized that the visitor was not asking him for work. He had no time to think.

Her arms were tied to death by a thin wire rope. Heiwa jumped up and shouted, "Why? Who photographed you here?".\n..

Everyone has their own opinions on the book "White Deer Plain":

In the long river of history, people who only know how to do things will never be as good as people. Xiaowen and Heiwa are the best comparison. Xiaowen is aware of his eyes and active minds. He not only joins the uprising verbally but also uses actions (shooting the leader) to leave real evidence to join. Heiwa did more, but he did not know for everyone. There is no factual evidence, and he died unjustly. Many readers think that Zhaopeng should not be spared from persecution, otherwise he would not ignore Heiwa's death. Bai Jiaxuan set an example throughout his life and integrates knowledge and action. In the end, his eldest son broke the good people he firmly believed in with practical actions. He was powerless and blind. He witnessed the miserable old age of Lu Zilin, a fellow of his generation, and regretted the only incident of changing land and seeking blessings on his back. He nurtured Xiaowen's high-ranking officials and generous salaries, but they had no feelings and no good deeds. Perhaps, Bai Jiaxuan's heart was also full of self-torture in his later years.

From sunrise to sunset, Li Heng sat in the study and did not go out for the whole day, and kept writing and finishing the last chapter.

Yu Shuheng and Zhou Shihe also knew that his book had gone through half a year and had reached the most important stage, and they had not disturbed him.

On the contrary, after practicing the songs during the day, Zhou Shihe went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and cooked them in person.

Yu Shuheng didn't rest, and rarely helped him out.

At this moment, although the two women did not communicate too much, they were working hard for the same thing.

After 7 o'clock in the evening, four dishes and one soup were served on the table, but Li Heng was not seen going out for a long time.

Yu Shuheng looked at his watch and asked her, "He didn't eat at noon?"

"It shouldn't be there, the Chinese food is still on the second floor coffee table and has not been moved." Zhou Shihe said.

After sitting for a while, Yu Shuheng suggested: "Let's move the food to the second floor."

"Okay." Zhou Shihe got up and started working hard.

On the second floor, Yu Shuheng opened the Chinese food on the coffee table and looked at it. Later, he threw it into the garbage can. Then he stood at the entrance of the study for a long time. He held the door handle with his right hand twice, but in the end he quietly took it back and turned around and returned to the sofa.

Zhou Shihe didn't move from beginning to end. She took the newspaper she bought in the morning and read it quietly.

Yu Shuheng sat on the sofa alone, his eyes couldn't help but stay on her for a while: quiet as if the delicate flowers shine on the water, and his actions were like weak willows supporting the wind. Her beauty was indifferent to objects, and her ancient charm was long and long.

Before she met Zhou Shihe, Yu Shuheng was always the top figure in Mount Tai, looking at all the mountains. But when she saw Zhou Shiwei in front of her, she understood what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and there are people beyond the sky.

No wonder the little boy prefers to stay with her.

These days when rehearsing in the piano room, due to the beautiful piano sound and the piano player, Li Heng focused his eyes on Zhou Shihe more than once, and immersed himself in the music world more than once to lose his mind for Zhou Shihe.

Zhou Shihe knew this well, and Yu Shuheng also noticed something strange.

However, they did not expose it and broke the balance. One continued to play the piano dignifiedly, not to look at him; the other slowly closed his eyes and simply came to a clean look.

But the relationship between the two women was invisibly affected, and under the calm outer cloak, the split inside was aggravated. However, they were all extremely well-educated women and were not shown by sharp conflict situations.

There was no movement in the study door, and the two girls could only wait quietly in the living room. They each occupied a sofa, one reads books and newspapers, and the other closed their eyes to rest. It seemed that there was a boundary between them, the Chu River and the Han River, without interfering with each other and not boundary between them.

Not to mention chatting.

After 10 o'clock in the evening, the study was still quiet, and the tip of the pen followed his thoughts to the last paragraph:

After winter, on the night when the first cold wave invaded the White Deer Plain, I heard Lu Zilin's screams in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, I calmed down. At dawn, his woman, Lu He, discovered that he had been stiff. The cotton pants he had just put on his body, turned into yellow wax ice cubes...

After clicking the last ellipsis, the tip of the pen spontaneously left the paper page. Li Heng held the pen in his right hand and looked down at the last few words on the paper. At this moment, he seemed to be out of breath, and he was as still as a stone sculpture!

Finished!

it's over!

It took more than half a year and finally came to an end.

At this moment, he was mixed with all kinds of feelings, including the dullness of copying books and the great joy of creating new content. Perhaps he could use the advantages of the prophet to process and embark on a unique path. This is probably the meaning of living a lifetime.

After suddenly relaxing, Li Heng stayed on the manuscript with reluctance to stay for a long time. Until a moment of urination came, he suddenly stood up, opened the door and rushed to the toilet!
To be continued...