Chapter 68 What am I afraid to hear?
After entering the elevator, Meng Tang used his fingertips to trace the small object in his palm. It felt warm and smooth, and its shape was like a fish.
fish?
Meng Tang was stunned for a moment and had some guesses in his mind.
When he lowered his eyes, he saw that the chopstick holder was the small fish.
Xu Heqing, who was sitting next to her, didn't even notice her movements. Wei Chuan...
Meng Tang didn't realize the elevator was coming, and it was Yang Ke's call that brought her back to her senses.
She held the small fish chopstick holder tightly, not understanding why Wei Chuan gave it to her?
After entering the dormitory, she put down her bag, took off her coat, and placed the small fish chopstick holder under the desk lamp.
After a long silence, Meng Tang opened his phone and wanted to ask Wei Chuan, but suddenly stopped.
Xu Heqing was sitting next to her at the time. She felt a little uncomfortable and could only stare at the small fish chopstick holder boredly.
The more I looked at it, the cuter it became. I couldn't help but touch it.
Wei Chuan must have seen it by accident, so he asked the hotel for one for her.
Yes, that should be the case.
Meng Tang was the last one to wash up.
She always had good sleep quality, but tonight she tossed and turned.
She fished out the culprit from under her pillow and sensed something was amiss in the darkness.
But she couldn't tell what was wrong. The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. In the end, she could only force herself to sleep.
The next day I went to class with dark circles under my eyes. The snow stopped after a few hours and the road was quite dry.
I attended four classes absent-mindedly and met Li Hanjin on the way to dinner.
Meng Tang was not surprised that he came to see her. After all, they had lived together for many years, and she had some understanding of Li Hanjin's character.
"Why are you here?" Meng Tang looked unwelcoming.
There were too many people on the road, so Li Hanjin glanced around: "Are you sure you want to say this here?"
Meng Tang took him around for a while, found a deserted spot, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Li Hanjin said, "The studio is moving, and there are some things that haven't been dealt with yet. I wasn't there when you got into trouble—"
"It's been taken care of." Meng Tang interrupted him, "I might as well tell you straight out that Grandpa doesn't allow me to get close to you."
Li Hanjin smiled bitterly: "Old man, you really are... why do you have to be so defensive against me?"
He spoke vaguely in the second half of the sentence.
Meng Tang didn't hear clearly, and had no intention of asking, so he said bluntly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Wait." Li Hanjin stopped her. "It's not that I have to pester you, little sister, but your school hired me as an intangible cultural heritage inheritance instructor."
Meng Tang was stunned: "This title...what does the school let you do?"
Li Hanjin said: "I will not participate in daily teaching, but I will participate in the guidance of graduation projects related to wood carving, as well as academic seminars and craft exhibition reviews."
Meng Tang nodded and said goodbye to him.
Li Hanjin narrowed his eyes. She doesn't care at all?
After dinner, I returned to the dormitory and found Xie Lingyin and the others talking about the New Year's Day holiday.
The cell phone rang and Wei Chuan sent a message.
Ask Meng Tang if he will go back on New Year's Day.
This didn't seem to concern him, so she didn't reply.
Wei Chuan felt strange and asked several times, but Meng Tang did not respond.
He came out of the training hall and went to the restaurant, found a seat to sit down at random, and looked through the chat history with Meng Tang, wondering how he had offended her.
I haven't seen him for two or three days, and he doesn't reply to my messages.
At this moment, a few girls came to the table behind him, sat down and started discussing:
"Our school hired a very handsome intangible cultural heritage mentor. Did you know?"
"I know Li Hanjin. He's given a lecture before."
"He has such a great personality. Many girls like him and keep asking for his WeChat ID, but they all turn him down."
"But he goes to see Meng Tang from the sculpture department every day. Some people say they are together."
"Is this true? There's a six or seven year age difference between them, right?"
"Six or seven years old, not sixty or seventy. If it were me, I would be willing to do it too."
Wei Chuan paused his chopsticks. Li Hanjin went to the Academy of Fine Arts to become an intangible cultural heritage instructor?
Damn, is he coming here for Meng Tang?
Having lost his appetite, Wei Chuan put down his chopsticks and quickly typed on his phone: [Are you free? I have something to tell you.]
After patiently waiting for ten minutes, Wei Chuan simply made a voice call.
This time Meng Tang answered the phone and asked him what was the matter.
"Can I come to you?" Wei Chuan said, "I have something to tell you."
"Sorry, I'm a little busy."
"Meng Tang."
Li Hanjin's voice was heard from the other end of the phone.
Wei Chuan hung up the call, picked up his plate and left.
He didn't know where Meng Tang was now, but he would definitely find him by following the main roads of the Academy of Fine Arts.
Sure enough, Wei Chuan found someone at the door of the Art Museum.
I don't know what Meng Tang and Li Hanjin are talking about, and I'm afraid there's no one else in my sight.
Wei Chuan pretended to pass by, walked over, and called "Meng Tang"'s name from a distance.
Meng Tang thought she was hallucinating. She turned around and saw him with a look of surprise: "Why are you here?"
Wei Chuan: “Just passing by.”
Meng Tang: “…”
The training hall and the art museum are located in the south and north respectively. How can I get there?
Meng Tang was afraid that he would have another conflict with Li Hanjin, so he pulled him three meters away.
Wei Chuan felt suffocated and was the first to lose his temper: "I sent you a message before, but you didn't reply to any of them. Are you with him?"
The questioning tone made Meng Tang frown: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Wei Chuan asked to himself, "Everyone is saying that you're dating Li Hanjin now. Did you know that?"
Meng Tang didn't expect the rumors to be so outrageous.
But Wei Chuan didn't seem to have the right to question her.
She looked at him quietly: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."
"I..." Wei Chuan choked, "If it has nothing to do with me, then it has nothing to do with Xu Heqing either?"
Meng Tang: "...Why do you always have so many opinions about what happened between Xu Heqing and me?"
After two minutes of silent confrontation, Wei Chuan said with a hint of grievance: "I found out that you really are..."
"What is it?"
Meng Tang's mind was full of the cultural relics restoration that Li Hanjin had told her about, and she really had no intention of dealing with Wei Chuan.
Wei Chuan murmured boldly, "Indecisive."
Meng Tang sighed: "If you really have nothing to do, you can go first. I really have something to do."
"It's with Li Hanjin again, right?"
Meng Tang was irritated by him, and his tone twisted: "It has nothing to do with you who it is."
Wei Chuan couldn't believe his ears.
He stared at her aggrievedly:
"I gave you a small fish chopstick holder, and you treat me like this?"
"When you asked me about Xu Heqing and what he liked, why didn't you say it had nothing to do with me?"
"Didn't I already tell you what Xie Lingyin likes?" Meng Tang retorted. "I went shopping with you and even carved a love sculpture for you. What else do you want?"
Wei Chuan: "Send the Buddha to the west."
Meng Tang: "...What do you mean? If your confession fails, it will be my fault?"
"I didn't say that."
“…”
Li Hanjin definitely had no good intentions towards Meng Tang, so Wei Chuan simply played his unreasonable trouble to the extreme:
"I don't care. You promised me before that you would confess with me, otherwise I will tell Xu Heqing that you like him."
"You are sick." Meng Tang couldn't help but curse.
She lost her mood, glared at Wei Chuan, ignored Li Hanjin, and walked away.
There were only two men left at the entrance of the art museum.
Wei Chuan sneered, "Lectures, relocation, hiring...are these all planned by you?"
Li Hanjin raised his eyebrows.
Wei Chuan was so angry that he laughed: "You know that the old man doesn't like you, but you still have the audacity to approach Meng Tang. What on earth do you want to do?"
Li Hanjin didn't reply, but instead asked, "Do you know why I left four years ago?"
"I'm not interested." Wei Chuan said with disgust.
"You don't dare to listen." Li Hanjin provoked him.
After all, he was young and couldn't be provoked. Wei Chuan turned around and sneered: "Why wouldn't I dare to listen to it?"
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