[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-561":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259721,4409,"Chapter 561: Earn a Big Sum of Money, Me and the King","1987-my-era-chapter-561",561,"\u003Cp>After reflection, Li Heng made a plan for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan included daily reading, writing, exercise, and scheduled time blocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His career was now on track, and he had nine million yuan in pure cash in the bank. He could afford to slow down a bit—not so rushed, not so anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, he strictly mandated that no matter how his writing was going, he must rest before 2 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had far more women in this life than in his last. Even if he claimed his bedroom skills were the best in the world, shouldn’t he still take care of his health in advance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this life had brought him Mai Sui—a woman overflowing with inner allure—she was a wild card, and he needed to prepare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if he wandered through a thousand flowers yet fell headfirst into Mai Sui’s belly? Wouldn’t he cry himself to death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that he was overly anxious or lacked confidence—it was that there was a living example before him, Li Ran, to serve as a mirror for his own self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the plan, he slowly sipped half a cup of hot tea, then did as always: read books and reference materials for an hour to find his rhythm, then pulled out his fountain pen, uncapped it, and began writing in his notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuing from last night’s writing: At thirteen, I screamed and exploded. The world vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By morning, my eyes, which had improved slightly, swelled shut again. Zhuoma blushed and whispered something into her mother’s ear…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chapter Three of “Dust Settles” mainly describes his sexual encounter with Sangji Zhuoma, followed by the family going out to welcome a high-ranking official.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, Chapter Three had a hint of lust—he wondered: Would Zhou Shihe really be okay reading this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he thought: She’d already read every uncut erotic passage of “White Deer Plain,” line by line. Was this really such a big deal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, he picked up where he’d left off, inspiration surging, his pen dancing wildly as he wrote over four thousand words in one breath onto the blank page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beeep! Beeep…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one moment, when the alarm clock on his desk rang, Li Heng immediately stopped writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though his desire to write was strong, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, he’d just made this plan—didn’t he dare break it on the very first day? That would be ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, meditated for a moment, capped his pen, tightened the ink bottle, shut the window, and left the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was deep night—exactly 2 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively ran to the adjacent spare room, but no miracle occurred—the room was neat and orderly, the bedding perfectly arranged, a cold emptiness creeping from his heels up his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chilling to the bone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood dazed at the doorway for a long time, then walked to the bathroom with a hollow feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brushed his teeth, washed his face, washed his feet, went to bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, when he opened his eyes again, it was already past 8 a.m. He found a note on the coffee table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Mai Sui’s handwriting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The note had only seven characters: Breakfast is kept warm in the steamer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh come on, why leave a note? If you’ve got the guts, ignore me, drive me crazy, then go carry yourself back from the next room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng patted the note in his palm, smiled, went downstairs, and ate breakfast while hurrying toward the sports field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets were nearly empty, but the sports field was the opposite—crowded, noisy, packed with people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spotted Mai Sui right away beside the podium, wearing a bright red coat, lightly made-up, her allure soft yet intoxicating, instantly evoking the line: “In the southern land dwells a beauty, her grace like peach and plum.” She was unmistakably striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sports meet was in full swing—men’s and women’s 100m, 200m, 400m finals, the 100m hurdles final—the entire field was surrounded by spectators. Not just freshmen, but sophomores, juniors, even seniors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bustle made him feel uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the future, student sports meets were never this lively. Only in this era—no phones, no computers, no entertainment—did the school sports meet become the prime pastime for male and female students alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the basketball court, he ran into Zhou Shihe and Wei Xiaozhu, both sitting on the steps, with newspapers and books beneath them as padding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu was surprised: “Li Heng, how come you’re here, Mr. Busy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng walked over and said seriously, yet nonsense: “Is it because I’m too handsome that I can’t come? Afraid I’ll steal the freshmen’s spotlight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu smiled, pulled a book from her bag, and placed it beside her, gesturing for him to sit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng glanced down: “Isn’t this your major textbook? How could I possibly sit here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, he had already sat down firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu asked: “Just woke up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied: “Of course. Slept in. Woke up to an empty house, so I came over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his gaze fixed on Mai Sui across the field, Wei Xiaozhu sincerely said: “Mai Sui gets more beautiful every day. You’re lucky.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng scanned the surroundings, feigning nervousness: “Can we keep it low-key?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu laughed: “Don’t worry—Shihe’s here, no one dares get too close to hear us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked at Zhou Shihe; she met his gaze silently for a moment, then turned her attention elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu sensed something was off, but since both parties were present, she didn’t press further. Instead, she changed the subject: “After the New Year, are you going to Lianyungang to pay respects to your grandparents?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered: “I don’t know. It depends on my parents. If they go, I go too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he spotted Liu An and asked curiously: “Wasn’t it said all your teeth were knocked out? Are these dentures?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Wei Xiaozhu told him. “My mom said Liu An got his dentures in Xiangjiang—it cost a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “Medical care in Xiangjiang is way more expensive than on the mainland.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two chatted like old friends reunited, Zhou Shihe’s roommates came over and called her away, saying they needed to discuss something with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Zhou the Queen left, Wei Xiaozhu asked anxiously: “You didn’t say a word to Shihe just now—did you have a fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng shook his head: “No, nothing happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why?” Wei Xiaozhu frowned. “Shihe is usually so kind to everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thought a moment: “Maybe she just hasn’t gotten used to me yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu was even more confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “Yesterday she asked me a question, and after that, she changed. We haven’t really talked since.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu asked curiously: “What question?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “She asked me: Do you want both Xiao Han and Mai Sui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu stared into his eyes: “How did you answer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “Guess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu thought a moment: “Actually, no need to guess, right? Shihe already gave me the answer. You definitely said: I want both.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “Correct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing “correct,” Wei Xiaozhu was stunned, fell silent, stared at him for a long while, then finally looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Li Heng sighed: “Are you going to stop talking to me for a while too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu shook her head: “Do you know how I feel right now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “Your worldview is shattered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu gave a forced smile: “I’m starting to understand why Shihe reacted that way to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this question, you were like a celestial immortal in our eyes—elegant, brilliant, flawless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “How can there be a flawless person in this world?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu said: “At least, until now, all of us in Room 107 thought you were.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng picked up her thread: “Now I’ve come down to earth, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu nodded, sighing: “Yes. Even though we always knew you were tangled up with Xiao Han and Mai Sui, juggling between them…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when you say it outright, it’s completely different. You’ve become… more human now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng listened without speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, he stood up and returned to Lushan Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him leave, Wei Xiaozhu stared at the book he’d sat on for a moment, then tucked it into her bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around 10 a.m., Zhou Shihe returned and asked Wei Xiaozhu: “He left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu said: “Yes. Said he was going back to write.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her friend could reply, she added: “Earlier, I talked to him about Xiao Han and Mai Sui. The atmosphere got weird, so he made an excuse to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe turned her head to look at her, thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu teased: “How long are you planning to ignore him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe gently shook her head: “I’m not deliberately ignoring him. If he comes to talk to me, I’ll reply as usual.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu joked: “Just less warm than before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said: “I’ve never been overly warm toward him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu picked up: “You left out the first half—because he’s a woman-killer, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe smiled knowingly. She truly dared not be too warm toward him—afraid of being trapped, afraid of ending up in a bind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after seeing his true ambitions, her heart hadn’t adjusted yet—she was even more reluctant to get close to him for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if one day he suddenly declared to her: Shihe, I want you, Mai Sui, and Xiao Han—all three?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe feared she might slap him across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she knew Li Heng wouldn’t be so crude—but those three words, “I want all three,” had still shaken her deeply, and she hadn’t recovered yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back from the field, Li Heng returned to his study and resumed reading and writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui brought him lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, Zhou Shihe came along as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew why she’d come. While eating, he mumbled: “Chapter Three is done. Left it on the desk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Shihe, stirred by interest, glanced at Mai Sui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui understood, stood up, and walked to the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King Zhou gave Li Heng a serene smile and followed along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she saw the protagonist, still a child, engaging in intimacy with Sang Jizhuoma—just one cry of anguish later—Zhou Shihe blushed for the first time in her life, her entire body glowing with a lustrous sheen, breathtakingly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui finished reading Chapter Three, her breathing slightly disordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two girls stared at each other, silent for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her best friend about to put the manuscript back in the drawer, Zhou Shihe said gently, “Let me read it again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said, “Some of the scenes—he wrote them too well. There’s story, there’s thought, and the prose matches my taste perfectly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui teased playfully, “Which ‘some scenes’ exactly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe took the manuscript, flipped open a page, and said, “The one where he pins you down on the sofa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence, and Mai Sui was utterly silenced, her face burning with shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The study’s atmosphere grew peculiar; Zhou Shihe savored Chapter Three in detail, while Mai Sui glared up at her, annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about ten minutes, Zhou Shihe closed her eyes lightly, then after a long pause, whispered softly, “Half a month? Or a full month?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words seemed random, but Mai Sui understood—her friend was asking how long she’d hold off moving back to Building 26.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui said, “Let’s see after this semester ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe opened her eyes and smiled lightly, “Good. But I think he won’t last half a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui stayed silent, a sudden image of Song Yu flashing in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>November slipped away silently; before they knew it, more than half of December had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng could only marvel at how fast time flew—campus life was so simple, so pure, just two points on a line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet an invisible busyness hung in the air; many students in Class 1 of Statistics had carved mottos into the upper-left corner of their desks, decorating them beautifully with colored pens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example: “The day’s plan begins at dawn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another: “Knowledge changes fate; as long as your feet keep moving, your dreams won’t stop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another shocking rumor spread through Class 1 of Statistics: Xu Jing and Liu Hanjie had enrolled in the “Future Class” at Xin Weilai Tutoring School, paying 1,288 yuan each, preparing to study abroad next year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many classmates envied them; in this era, studying overseas was a clear symbol of ability, and everyone believed Xu Jing and Liu Hanjie had already pulled ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Li Heng remained unmoved, secretly delighted—his pocket had just gained 2,576 yuan. All money. All his little coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shanghai branch of Xin Weilai was located in Xuhui, across from Shanghai Jiao Tong University. For half a month, it had launched a three-dimensional advertising blitz—air, land, and sea—and the results were phenomenal; on the first day of enrollment, it was packed to bursting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng went to the branch specifically to help for a full day; by the end, he’d earned over 3.1 million yuan—more than his first day opening in Beijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder it’s Shanghai. No wonder it’s the nation’s economic center. Damn, there really are a lot of rich people here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most students barely glanced at the intensive or advanced overseas prep classes—they poured their money straight into the 1,288-yuan Future Class, enjoying the all-in-one premium service.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After tallying with the finance staff, Li Ran exclaimed joyfully, “Boss, based on today’s enrollment numbers, next week’s revenue won’t drop below 3.5 million. You’re rich now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng felt a flicker of excitement too—just one Shanghai branch had brought in nearly 6.6 million. What about the Beijing headquarters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about the Tianjin and Yangcheng branches?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked forward to his evening call with Wang Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As boss, he held one-on-one talks with every instructor at the Shanghai branch—to establish his presence, let them know him, and form his first impressions of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embarrassingly, two female teachers from Fudan University, both from the School of Foreign Languages, were working part-time jobs; upon meeting, he addressed them as “Teacher,” and they called him “Boss,” after which both burst out laughing immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s enrollment was a complete success; Li Heng handed out red envelopes and treated all staff to a lavish banquet at a hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the feast, he found Li Ran and asked, “You’ve got a new girlfriend again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran shot back, “Did Qixin tell you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng dodged the question: “I heard in just three months in Shanghai, you’ve had eighteen boyfriends? And several guys even fought over you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran spun around in front of him, flaunting, “Don’t you think I’m magnetic?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran asked, “Or are you worried I’m damaging Xin Weilai’s reputation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng waved his hand, “Don’t misunderstand—I’m not interfering. Just a request: could you slow down on switching boyfriends? Zhao’s heir came to me himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran blinked, annoyed: “What did he want from you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng rolled his eyes, “What else? He wants me to talk you into going back to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran frowned, “I did it on purpose to piss him off. How is he still not giving up? He’s tougher than a cockroach.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked curiously, “Have you slept with any of those guys?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran answered honestly, “You know my nature—I have strong needs in that area, but I’ve been suppressing them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I dare not sleep with university boys—I’m afraid of scandals, of school officials and parents coming after me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “Then how do you cope?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran held up her hands, “My nails are almost gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng’s lip twitched. “I think you should see a psychologist. Might help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran resisted fiercely: “No. I’m not crazy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing “old lady,” Li Heng wisely fell silent, gave a reminder, then headed toward Shanghai Medical University.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coincidentally, as he arrived at the female dormitory, he saw Xiao Han coming down the stairs with a thermos. Liu Xin and Zhang Haiyan followed, each carrying a thermos too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In public, Xiao Han remained the aloof, composed, self-assured girl—she cleared her throat and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Li, what brings you here at this hour?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng took the thermos from her hand and gave it to Zhang Haiyan, then pulled his sly wife away: “Missed you. Came to take you to dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han didn’t believe him: “Sure you’re not just passing by?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng groaned, “Then tell me—why did I put Xin Weilai’s branch right here in Xuhui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han replied crisply, “To keep a mistress and earn baby formula money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stopped walking. “Are you deliberately provoking me? Watch out—I’ll administer the family law tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han tiptoed, her crescent eyes narrowed as she whispered in his ear, “What family law? Go back to Madam Mai. This beauty’s not available right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng pretended not to hear the first half, his heart sinking: “Did your period come early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han nodded helplessly. “Two days early. If you’d come two days ago, I’d have had to replace the bed frame.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng threw his head back and sighed dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han smiled sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked, “Have you been under too much study pressure? Your cycle’s always on time—why two days early this time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han walked ahead, leading him toward the restaurant: “Yes, pressure’s high. Daytime classes, studying medical textbooks ahead of schedule, then at night, I go comfort Professor Wen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “Comfort? What’s wrong with Professor Wen Yan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group passed by; Xiao Han stayed silent until they were gone, then lowered her voice: “Professor Wen’s husband returned from abroad—with his student mistress—and two children.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng instantly understood: “Professor Wen has a heart condition?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han worried, “Yes. She’s lost ten pounds in half a month. She barely eats or drinks, sits alone in the courtyard all day, staring blankly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was stunned: “She was already thin—now she’s skin and bones?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han sighed, “That’s not the worst. She has heart disease. Once she nearly died—barely saved in time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For that, Dean Wen specifically asked me and my senior sister to spend more time with her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We decided to take turns staying overnight at her house. But I’m afraid something might happen, so I often bring Haiyan with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng sighed, “How could such a good person suffer so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han nodded solemnly, “Who says otherwise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng paused, then asked, “After dinner, should I bring her a gift?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han shook her head. “Not yet. She doesn’t want to see anyone—not even Dean Wen. Only me, my senior sister, and Haiyan can visit. She doesn’t want anyone to see her looking so broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women care about beauty—Li Heng understood. As they walked toward Professor Wen’s home after dinner, Xiao Han linked her arm with his and asked, “Mr. Li, I haven’t had time to visit you lately—do you resent me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng gently stroked her dark hair. “It’s my fault—I’ve been busy writing and didn’t come see you sooner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han looked up. “How far along is your new book?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered, “I’ve reached Chapter Sixteen. Still far from finished.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han’s dimple appeared. “No rush. When it’s done, I want to be the first reader.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng promised wholeheartedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped Xiao Han off at Professor Wen’s door and peered through the gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True enough—the once elegant Professor Wen now had tangled hair, a pale face, sitting motionless on the courtyard stone bench, staring blankly at the grass, as if struck by grave illness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng whispered, “Will Haiyan come later?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Mr. Li, don’t worry.” Xiao Han tilted her head, her eyes hiding reluctance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng hugged her. “Winter break’s coming. I’ll be with you every day then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han pouted, unyielding: “What if Madam Song comes back? What about Madam Chen? You’ll be with me every day—have you decided to abandon them? If so, I’ll give you a big wedding certificate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng laughed cheerfully, pretending not to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han pushed the door open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng waited outside for a while, until Xiao Han helped Professor Wen inside, then turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather turned. Wind rose. Rain fell thickly. The cold deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally reaching the campus gate, Li Heng stared out at the torrential rain, troubled—how would he get back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heaven really wasn’t on his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus driver seemed to recognize him; seeing him hesitate to get off, he didn’t rush him, instead pulling out a pack of cigarettes and asking, “Smoke?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng waved his hand, indicating he didn’t smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus driver lit a cigarette, drew two deep puffs, then said, “I don’t have an umbrella either, otherwise I’d give it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, only the two of them remained on the bus; all other passengers had gotten off at earlier stops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain was too heavy; almost no one was moving near the school gate. Li Heng gritted his teeth and finally plunged resolutely into the downpour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely entered the school gate and run halfway toward Lushan Village when a flash of lightning suddenly split the sky, followed by a thunderclap that shook the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was terrified!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as if the lightning had just grazed his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the sky and saw lightning striking repeatedly nearby, sending shivers through him. He dared not continue in the rain and quickly ducked into the pavilion ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was it raining?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was there thunder?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was there lightning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this damn sky angry that he was too happy and wanted to strike him dead again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling how he had been struck dead by lightning in his past life—even though it had been nearly two years—he still saw it as clearly as if it had happened yesterday, and his heart trembled with lingering fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain grew heavier. After more than ten long minutes, only three people passed along the path. The problem was, they all had umbrellas and sprinted past without even noticing someone inside the pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was soaked through, but his mind wasn’t on the road—it was fixed on the flickering lightning dancing across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder in winter was uncommon; the folk saying went, “Winter thunder brings snow.” It looked like heavy snow was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he drifted in thought, another slender figure appeared on the path, holding a large black umbrella that completely concealed her head, revealing only a slender waist and long legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by her appearance, she was a girl. And a girl with an exceptionally beautiful waistline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl approached from afar, then walked away again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he snapped back to reality and wanted to call out to ask for help—or to ask her to give him a ride—it was too late. She had vanished around the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng leaned against a pillar, irritably watching the sky, which still occasionally spat lightning, powerless to do anything about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the black umbrella reappeared around the front corner—she had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The umbrella moved slowly, stepping rhythmically through the puddles with calm precision; the person holding it must have been an exceptionally patient woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The umbrella drew near.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stopped in front of the pavilion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The umbrella lifted, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this Zhou Shihe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pink walls, shadowed flowers, drawn curtains, withered lotus, raindrops brushing the wind—Zhou Shihe beneath the umbrella carried a unique aura: frail, delicate, and so beautiful it stirred the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng froze, turning to look at her, surprised that the person under the umbrella was her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected her to come back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe stood in the center of the path, her luminous eyes speaking volumes as they met his across the distance, her demeanor gentle and sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gazes met in midair, as if everything needed no words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t spoken much in a long time; whenever they met for meals, they only exchanged brief greetings, after which she ate quietly, then left without another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this time, he had clearly felt her distance, clearly sensed her disapproval of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She disapproved of those three words: “I want it all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at each other, neither speaking, neither moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, she finally moved again, entering the pavilion and coming to his side. She extended her right hand, offering him the umbrella, gesturing for him to take it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng responded with unspoken understanding, took the umbrella—but made no move to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe studied his eyes for a moment, then turned to gaze at the low-hanging lightning, and suddenly smiled knowingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, her expression bloomed like a thousand flowers in spring, warming him like a gentle breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That single smile dissolved the cold atmosphere between them, as if the rift in their hearts had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him stare fixedly at her, Zhou Shihe unconsciously pouted, subtly smoothing the strands of hair beside her ear, refusing to turn fully toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without meeting his gaze, she could imagine his expression—his eyes could melt stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe quietly took two deep breaths, gradually calming her emotions, then asked softly to distract him: “Back from Xuhui?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng murmured, turning his gaze away to the distance: “Today the new Future Branch opened. I went to help out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe asked, “How was the enrollment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied, “Amazing—better than I imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said, “Congratulations!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said, “Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, they fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy quiet settled between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, Li Heng felt the air growing suffocating, so he groped for words: “Why are you alone today? Where are the others?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said, “I just came back from my aunt’s place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was surprised: “Only dropped off at the school gate? Why didn’t they take you all the way to Lushan Village?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe explained, “There were other passengers on the bus, and it wasn’t dark yet, so I walked the rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng shook his head: “If I were your aunt, I’d still worry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why worry? Because she was too beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the weather was bad and the road was nearly empty—far less safe than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe instantly understood his unspoken meaning. She fell still, then turned around, finally facing him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned, and he turned—his gaze met hers exactly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was 180 cm in shoes; she was 166 cm. He tilted his head slightly down; she tilted hers slightly up. They gazed, as if the world had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if only the two of them remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, an indescribable atmosphere arose between them, growing stronger and stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long moments passed. Li Heng suddenly reached out his right hand, intending to smooth the wind-tousled strands of her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But halfway, his arm seemed to snap under invisible force, limp and powerless, falling back to his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe didn’t move a muscle, watching every motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet beneath her calm surface, her cherry lips pressed tighter, and her pale fingers inside her pant pocket gripped the fabric silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant he withdrew his hand, she exhaled softly in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew: her earlier distance from him had been right. Just now had proven it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also knew: by returning today, all her earlier distancing had been wasted—turned to foam, achieving nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also knew: distance could be tried once—but not again. Otherwise, they would drift apart forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at this man before her, she felt as if she’d met her match—helpless against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe lowered her eyelids slightly and asked calmly, “Why are you so afraid of lightning?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered slowly, “I often dream I’m struck dead by lightning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe’s lips parted slightly; she lifted her gaze to look at him. “How many times?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied, “Countless. For the past two years, every thunderstorm, I have this nightmare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly understood why Sui Sui was so anxious about him—every thunderstorm, she rushed over without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that was why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, she comforted him: “Dreams are the opposite of reality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite my ass—I was actually struck dead by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His life was on the line; he couldn’t afford to joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But aloud he said, “I know. But lightning once nearly struck me before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe recalled: yes, there had been a flash near Fudan University. She checked her watch, estimated the time: “You’ve been in the pavilion for twenty minutes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said, “At least that long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flickered over his soaked clothes. “You’re drenched. You need to go back, or you’ll catch a cold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked, “Aren’t you cold?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered, “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Shihe half-turned again, facing the path, and smiled sweetly: “Remember card games? I’ve never lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her implied meaning: Don’t fear death—I have great fortune. Stay with me, and lightning won’t touch you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “They say, ‘Fear not the ten thousand, fear only the one in ten thousand.’ What if the dream comes true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe softly pursed her lips, gazing ahead, gently saying, “Then you won’t be alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing those five words—“Then you won’t be alone”—Li Heng glanced at the lightning, then gripped the umbrella, stepped out of the pavilion, and walked onto the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe followed, like a shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One umbrella, two people—he on the left, she on the right—matching steps, silently walking toward Lushan Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was already soaked; he tilted the umbrella mostly toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe glanced at him quickly, thought for a moment, then stepped left, leaning slightly against him, their arms nearly touching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing her concern, Li Heng teased, “Getting this close—aren’t you afraid of me anymore?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe smiled silently, stepping carefully with small, deliberate steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The road was empty, only the sound of raindrops falling; as they neared the alley entrance of Lushan Village, he suddenly asked, “When you came back from the school gate earlier, you saw me, didn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe admitted, “Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “Then why didn’t you stop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe gave a faint smile but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng pressed, “Then why did you come back? I wasn’t paying attention then—I didn’t even see your face, and I wouldn’t have blamed you afterward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Zhou Shihe spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said softly, “I don’t have many true friends, and even fewer of the opposite sex.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng sighed, “I thought that comment had scared you so badly you’d blocked me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe looked puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng explained, “‘Blocking’ back home means giving someone the cold shoulder—cutting off all contact forever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe fell silent for a moment; only when they reached the middle of the alley did she ask quietly, “So before, you’d already prepared yourself to cut ties with me forever?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng chuckled, “I’m too thin-skinned. If someone gives me the cold shoulder, I won’t grovel to win them back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe shot him a strange glance, then suddenly stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng kept walking by instinct, but after three steps, he turned back and held the umbrella over her to shield her from the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was utterly baffled: “Are you even the Zhou Shihe I know? Acting so mischievous? Slapping my face directly? Not even giving me a moment to breathe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe held back her laughter, but couldn’t suppress it—she lowered her head and let out a quiet giggle, then turned her face toward the alley wall, walking silently beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the alley, he found that buildings 25, 26, and 27 all had their doors and windows tightly shut—no one was home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But building 24, which had been empty for some time, now had its lights on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered: Yu Guang had said he’d be away for a week, yet over twenty days had passed and he still hadn’t returned to campus—had something happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he had an accident?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, the Yu family had been so unusual, always accompanied by bodyguards—he’d never paid much attention to Yu Guang’s comings and goings. But now, for the first time, he suddenly wanted to call and check on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After standing motionless in the center of the alley for a long while, Zhou Shihe suddenly asked him, “How many chapters have you written in ‘Dust Settles’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered, “Chapter 16.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time she’d read it, she’d reached chapter 12; then, because she had other matters, because February was coming and she needed to practice piano urgently, and because their relationship had grown colder, she’d accumulated four chapters without reading further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng caught her implication: “Want to come to my place?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe didn’t refuse—she replied promptly, “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing building 27, they walked straight to the front of building 26. Li Heng pulled out his keys, opened the gate, and stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, he asked, “Do you know if Mai Sui will be back tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said, “Someone in the dorm had a birthday—they’re probably out for dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked casually, “Why didn’t you go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe replied, “My aunt’s family is hosting a banquet today. I just sent a gift and went to my aunt’s house.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng exclaimed, “So your parents are also in Shanghai?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing what he wanted to ask, Zhou Shihe murmured, “Yes, but they went straight back to Hangcheng after their business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering and changing shoes, Li Heng asked, “Has a new family moved into building 24 next door?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe said, “They arrived this morning—a professor couple with three daughters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked nosily, “Are they old?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe glanced at him: “The eldest daughter is eleven or twelve; the youngest is probably just starting school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng’s eyelid twitched. He grumbled, “Where did your mind go? I didn’t ask about the kids—I asked about the professors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe replied formally, “They’re around forty, both in physics. They just returned to China last year—I heard they’re quite famous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the second floor, Li Heng led her into the study, then immediately went to the bathroom to find clean clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it—he’d held up bravely earlier, but he’d nearly frozen solid; his whole body was trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned on the hot shower, hummed a tune, lathered up with body wash, and felt as joyful as a bird—alive again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe stared at the manuscript in her palm, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She vaguely felt heaven had tied a string between them; whenever their relationship grew cold or veered off course, heaven would gently pluck it, pulling them back to their original path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he kissed her in the snow of Northeast China.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he called her name in his sleep while sharing a room in the Sihe Academy in Jingcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he suddenly opened the bathroom door while she was bathing in building 26.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between them was an unspoken understanding—he crossed the line, she retreated in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he stopped in place, she would silently return and pull him back, restoring their relationship to how it was before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship was like a roly-poly toy—swaying left and right, always upright even when pressed to the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After deep thought, Zhou Shihe’s right hand moved, opening the front page to chapter 13, and she began to read carefully, absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Please subscribe! Please vote for monthly tickets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Post first, revise later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already posted ten thousand characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",5914,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ecc2657e81349c4301054c6c64e2bb7340e3783212fef8fe5cb8ad7361c2d7e3","1987-my-era-chapter-562","1987-my-era-chapter-560",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]