[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-643":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},2259803,4409,"Chapter 643: The Person on the Summit","1987-my-era-chapter-643",643,"\u003Cp>After spending a day and two nights at his new home on Wukang Road with Xiao Han, he returned on Monday morning for his first class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class was Econometrics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor, seeing Li Heng rush into the classroom, felt flattered and half-jokingly told the whole class: “Ah! Now that the famous writer’s here, I suddenly can’t teach anymore—I’m nervous. Give me half a minute to collect my thoughts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire class burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he sat down, Chen Guifen from the front row handed him a stack of letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why so many all at once?” Li Heng exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guifen said, “I don’t know either, but isn’t this normal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breaking up with Hu Ping, Chen Guifen fell into a long period of despair; to numb the pain, she slept with over a dozen men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, one of her high school classmates spread word of her deeds back to her hometown, and suddenly Chen Guifen’s name became a household topic there—but unfortunately, not for good reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hometown, people pointed at her and called her “the spittoon basin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her parents and family were furious; her mother even suffered a heart attack from the shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After her mother’s serious illness, Chen Guifen was jolted awake, suddenly became clear-minded, and from then on cut off all contact with any male students, buried herself in her studies, and ignored the gossip behind her back—she only wanted to prove herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, when Chen Guifen saw Li Heng in public, she would avoid his gaze, but now she met his eyes openly and even spoke to him normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thanked her and took the letters: “Are you still in touch with Zhou Min and Liu Yue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Guifen replied, “I keep in touch with Minmin. With Liu Yue, not much—heard she’s studying in Silicon Valley while working part-time, probably swamped.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of Zhou Min, whom he’d always been close to, he asked, “How’s Zhou Min doing in Cambridge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s doing fine,” Chen Guifen said. “She said she struggled at first, but now she’s adjusted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “I heard you’re thinking of studying abroad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Chen Guifen’s eyes flickered with insecurity: “Yeah, I’ve thought about it… but no chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She desperately wanted to escape the gossip by going abroad, but her family was poor—studying overseas was a luxury, impossible to achieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief chat, noticing the professor glancing their way repeatedly, they both wisely fell silent and focused on the lecture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the first class ended, Li Heng went to the Accounting class to find Mai Sui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though everyone on campus knew their relationship, every time he visited the Accounting class, the noisy atmosphere instantly fell silent; all eyes turned to him—partly to gaze at the celebrity, partly to gossip about his interaction with Mai Sui.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Mai Sui, a stunning beauty, willingly being Li Heng’s confidante, the boys in the Accounting class—and indeed all male students at Fudan—felt deeply sorry, heartbroken, yet powerless, forced to watch helplessly as Li Heng and Mai Sui exchanged glances and quiet words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many boys secretly consoled themselves: Thank goodness! At least only Mai Sui is entangled with Li Heng—thank goodness our class has Zhou Shihe, the most beautiful woman in Fudan and even Shanghai—and thank goodness the goddess Zhou Shihe isn’t involved with Li Heng, or we’d all be crying our eyes out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Shihe possessed breathtaking beauty, extraordinary talent, and a gentle, captivating aura—she fulfilled every male student’s fantasy of the ideal woman, revered as pure and untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Heng arrive, Ye Ning immediately vacated her seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t hesitate; he sat beside Mai Sui and asked, “Have you been staying in the dorm these past two days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui softly murmured, “Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng fell silent for a moment, then said, “I went to Xuhui the day before yesterday and just got back this morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui understood his meaning—he was worried about her. She picked up her pen and drew a simple heart on her notebook, adding two words beside it: Don’t worry about me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng smiled at the drawing. It was exactly the minimalist sketch he liked to doodle when bored—he hadn’t expected Mai Sui had learned it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng relaxed. “So cute. I’ll head back to Lushan Village tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui smiled sweetly and softly agreed: “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Mai Sui’s left sat Zhou Shihe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Zhou’s eyes were fixed on her book, she’d heard every word between them; her peripheral vision caught the heart sketch, and two images suddenly surfaced in her mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first: Li Heng pinning Mai Sui on the sofa, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second: in the library reading room, he pinned her against the bookshelf and kissed her for a full two minutes while she was dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, Zhou Shihe couldn’t reconcile the Li Heng who’d told Wang Ye in the Blue Sky Hotel suite, “I fell for Zhou Shihe at first sight,” with this fickle man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class break was short; Li Heng chatted with Mai Sui briefly and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, Li Heng told Mai Sui: “Let’s have lunch together at the cafeteria—wait for me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm,” Mai Sui replied obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the classroom, Li Heng examined the letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, one was from Zi Jin, one from Song Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other five were love letters from admirers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By habit, Li Heng merely glanced at them—he had no intention of opening any.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he caught sight of the second-to-last letter, he froze. This was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Li Ran’s handwriting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious, he opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, it was from Li Ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was just one sheet with two paragraphs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First paragraph: Li Ran wrote: I’ve repeatedly squandered your kindness, failed to work properly at Xin Weilai School—I’m deeply ashamed. I sincerely apologize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second paragraph: The girl told him: I’ve arrived safely in Yangcheng. It’s a dazzling world—lots of handsome guys and beautiful girls. If you ever get the chance, come try the local women—you might be pleasantly surprised. Maybe we can compete: who sleeps with more people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was speechless. Li Ran was truly Li Ran—dogs can’t change their habit of eating shit. He wondered if that Zhao family playboy was still with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that Zhao heir was still around, she probably couldn’t even touch another man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last letter—huh? Another familiar handwriting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This letter was even simpler than Li Ran’s—just one sentence: If you come home for summer vacation, pay me a visit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No signature. No sender’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng reread it three times, then checked the envelope—the return address was clearly Shaoshi No. 1 High School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found it odd: why write a letter instead of calling Teacher Yu? And why such a brief message, as if every word cost ink?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the high school English teacher quarreled with Teacher Yu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or did Wang Run just not want Teacher Yu to know she was contacting him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at Wang’s envelope, he suddenly pictured her impossibly sexy body—any man who touched her would probably be unable to get out of bed for three days and nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of raw physical allure, among all the women he’d ever known across two lifetimes, Mai Sui ranked first—unmatched, in a league of her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Wang ranked second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cousin Li Xi in Hong Kong ranked third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps Teacher Wang and Li Xi were on the same level—both explosive types, bodies so long a 20cm ruler couldn’t measure the full length.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fourth? Might be disrespectful, but truly—a senior: Mai Sui’s mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think about it—if Mai Sui’s mother hadn’t been so alluring, how could she have given birth to a beauty like Mai Sui?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After much thought, he still didn’t reply to the high school English teacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: he’d definitely return to Xiangnan for summer vacation—to Dongting Lake—but the date wasn’t fixed yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he decided not to reply at all; he’d make up his mind when he returned to Xiangnan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set aside the unimportant letters and opened Zi Jin’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always, the first paragraph described campus life; the second, their private matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the end, Zi Jin mentioned Liu Li: Liu Li was dating a junior, which upset the previous senior greatly; the senior had already confronted Liu Li’s girlfriend four times. At a dinner with Song Yu, Xiao Feng, and Ying Wen, Liu Li got drunk and poured out his frustrations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading it, Li Heng silently mourned for Liu Li for three seconds. The guy never understood subtle social games—he’d avoided the senior before because her possessiveness was too much, yet now that he was dating a junior, he still couldn’t escape her harassment. How infuriating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But family matters are hard to judge; love is something others can’t fix—only Liu Li could resolve it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spent half an hour carefully replying to Zi Jin, then another several minutes writing to Song Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he finished the last stroke, he couldn’t help wondering: What could Song Yu and the sly bride be discussing in their letters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he finished both letters, half of the fourth class had passed. Li Heng multitasked—he had a basic grasp of the textbook material, so it didn’t hinder his progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, while the professor wasn’t looking, Li Guoyi and Tang Daoling switched seats and leaned toward Li Heng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng glanced at him and whispered, “Li Guoyi, you need something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi muttered, “Heng-ge, when are you free for a drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng tucked the letters away, concerned: “Aren’t you still recovering? The doctor forbade alcohol. Wait till you’re better—I’ll treat you to a full night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi shrugged: “Fuck! Haven’t had meat or booze in ages—I’m dying of boredom. Don’t care about the rules. They say you’re writing a new book—when will you finish? When you’re free, let’s get the whole dorm together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked at him: “I’m free anytime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi slammed the desk: “Then tonight! I’ll call everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said, “Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi left to arrange the evening gathering with Zhou Zhangming, Li Guang, and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Daoling returned to his seat and whispered: “Heng, do you think the girls from Dorm 107 will come?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “You mean tonight’s gathering?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Daoling rubbed the back of his head: “Because of Yueyao and Liu An’s thing, the girls don’t like Li Guoyi—I’m afraid they won’t show.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thought for a moment, then shook his head: “They’ll come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lunch with Mai Sui in the cafeteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked, “Why didn’t Man Ning and the others come with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mai Sui said, “The students went out for a meal—Ye Ning and Man Ning went. Shihe went back to Lushan Village to rest. I’ll bring her food later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “Is Shihe unwell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, a woman’s issue,” Mai Sui replied evasively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Li Heng stopped asking, and didn’t ask why she hadn’t attended the student union dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of himself, Mai Sui had barely participated in any student union activities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monday had the most classes—full morning, full afternoon; Li Heng, rarely absent, spent the whole day as a model student in the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advisor Liu Jia chuckled: “Li the Great Writer, you’re studying so hard now—not only am I unused to it, even your professors are unused to it. They’ve been saying in the academic office that when you sit there, everyone feels pressured.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked: “Advisor, should I skip class then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The advisor waved his hand. “If you’ve got time, just attend. The professors only say it in jest—they still enjoy having you in their classes. At least it proves one thing: their courses are good enough to draw you in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well then, that’s just inviting trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming to class means the professor is competent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skipping class would indirectly send the message that the professor’s course is worthless—that it doesn’t matter whether you listen or not?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the eighth class, Room 325 gathered together; except for Zhang Bing, who went home, they all marched in perfect formation toward their base, Lao Li Restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven or eight minutes later, the entire Room 107 girls arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, Leyao had already gone to study abroad in Japan—she doesn’t count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, Liu Yanling and Zhou Zhangming sat together, Wei Sisi and Tang Daling were inseparable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Ping glanced at Wei Xiaozhu, but Wei Xiaozhu ignored him entirely; instead, Zhao Meng, who secretly liked him, pulled him over, said nothing, and downed a glass of wine first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lao Li had been sneaking glances at Wei Xiaozhu for a long time, but ended up paired with the wild-spirited Sun Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guang took Zhang Bing’s seat and sat next to Cai Yuanyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng chose a window seat; Wei Xiaozhu and Dai Qing sat beside him as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>",2146,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.732Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2f913ecc3fe4061ed05248347e9072a7dd7a3723ff8e062015dfcbae40b6b338","1987-my-era-chapter-644","1987-my-era-chapter-642",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]