[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-590":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},2259750,4409,"Chapter 590","1987-my-era-chapter-590",590,"\u003Cp>“Wait a moment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Heng stepped out from beneath the bridge and was about to climb onto the riverside road, Chen Lijun’s voice came again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stopped walking and turned halfway around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Lijun looked up and said: “Li Heng, don’t open the letter if it’s still sealed—keep it as a keepsake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng sensed a hint of farewell in her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This visit to see him, Chen Lijun had truly come to say goodbye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just to mark the end of their youth with a symbol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes ago, she had been reluctant to let him go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, five minutes later, she still didn’t want him to leave—her heart felt hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because after this parting, they might not meet again for five years, maybe ten, or perhaps never again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she knew it was time to let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since she was letting go, the unopened letter shouldn’t be opened—perhaps the hazy memory suited them better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Receiving her pleading gaze, Li Heng nodded: “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned closer and asked again: “It might rain soon—won’t you come with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Chen Lijun shook her head firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing happens thrice—they both believed in this rule. Li Heng turned his body and strode swiftly toward No. 1 High School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his figure recede, Chen Lijun had remained calm at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant his silhouette vanished completely around the distant corner, her expression changed—she became lost and desolate, tears streaming down at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, her spirit seemed drained; she leaned listlessly against the stone wall, eyes vacant, like a statue stripped of its soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Li Heng entered No. 1 High School, he met Sun Manning, who had been waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl kept glancing over his shoulder, anxiously asking: “Where’s Lijun? Why isn’t she back? Where did you take her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied: “Under the bridge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which bridge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The stone arch bridge with smoke rising from it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Manning stared at the distant plume of smoke, murmured “Oh,” returned his luggage bag, and ran off to comfort her friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t ask how things turned out between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she didn’t believe in a good outcome herself—this help was merely out of obligation and pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Sun Manning left, Li Heng didn’t rush upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he found a random corner and sat quietly, recalling every moment he’d shared with Chen Lijun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, this girl was quite good—deeply family-oriented, a true treasure to bring home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then again, which of the women around her wasn’t good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think of Song Yu, think of Mai Sui—both were Chen Lijun’s close friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close friends… Li Heng shook his head, hastily clearing all thoughts, then turned and entered the stairwell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Spring Festival, perhaps because most teachers had returned to their hometowns, the faculty apartment building felt unusually quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “tap-tap-tap” of footsteps echoed through the empty corridor; from the first floor to the third, he saw no one and heard no sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the third-floor corridor entrance, turn left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped in front of the third door and raised his hand to knock:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock-knock-knock!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock-knock-knock!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three knocks, a woman’s voice came from inside: “Who is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was soft and drowsy, as if she hadn’t woken up yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng answered: “Teacher, it’s me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, the door opened, revealing Yu Laoshi’s exquisitely beautiful face, steeped in scholarly charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside and outside the door, they stared at each other, eyes locked, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew strangely still.\u003C\u002Fp>",585,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c67c20d3a2c691a30df179129bbe63c99f6f4700540bcb4a4444240016237213","1987-my-era-chapter-591","1987-my-era-chapter-589",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]