1987 My Era

Chapter 141: Even though separation is painful, we start from a new starting point (Please subscribe!)
On August 8, Li Heng and four others went to Mount Lushan.

It is indeed a favorite place for literati and poets. I thought that there would not be many people going up the mountain in this era and season.

How would you know?
Climb up and take a look. Wow! There are crowds of people everywhere. Tourists are crowded in various scenic spots in Lushan.

Li Heng and his companions followed the crowd and visited Donglin Temple, Xiufeng, Jinxiu Valley, Tianqiao, Xianren Cave, Xiaotianchi, Bailudong Academy, Huanglongtan, Wulao Peak...

Looking at them one by one, there are poems left by the ancients in front of me, a smooth and clean road under my feet, and the sounds of hawking coming one after another in my ears, all easily and smoothly.

When passing by Sandiequan, Li Heng suddenly stopped.

Realizing something was wrong, Zhang Zhiyong, who had walked about 20 meters ahead, wanted to turn back and call him, but was stopped by the English teacher and Li Ran at the same time.

The English teacher said, "Zhang Zhiyong, don't make any noise to disturb him."

Li Ran picked up the camera and took a close-up photo of him, saying enviously, "Li Heng must have some inspiration for writing again."

"Oh my god! Really? Then I'll wait for Mr. Hengda here." Hearing this, the rough-mannered Zhang Zhiyong immediately became obedient and squatted on a stone under the shade of a tree to cool off.

At some point, astonishing sights and sounds appeared before my eyes. From the top of the mountain, which was as high as the clouds, a huge silver curtain rushed down, as majestic as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River hanging upside down. However, it suddenly hit the huge rock halfway up the mountain, making a deafening roar and splashing water into mist. It roared and rushed down even more violently, but unexpectedly hit the second rock ridge halfway. It could no longer suppress itself, and screamed and jumped wildly for a while, rushing down again at the risk of its life. At this time, it had become a mighty team of desperate people, determined to make a final charge against the cliff.

The rushing water sprayed on Li Heng like heavy rain, but he did not run away. Instead, he raised his head and looked up. He did not sigh or make a sound. He just stood there silently, revealing his wet life.

At this moment, his whole body and mind were in shock from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, he remembered that the Song Dynasty philosopher Zhu Xi wanted to see the beauty of Sandiequan but was unable to do so. He once wrote in a letter: I heard that there are three cascading new springs at the foot of Wulao Peak, which are quite amazing. I don't think I will be able to go there in this lifetime.

Honestly speaking, Li Heng traveled almost half of China this summer and visited many places, but Sandiequan had the greatest impact on him, quietly integrating his own cultural perception with the unique landscape, forming a quiet exchange, deep tacit understanding, and sublimation of the soul.

After coming down the mountain, he lost interest in wandering around the town and concentrated on writing in his hotel room.

The English teacher accompanied him as usual. When he finished writing and polishing his work, she took his dirty clothes and went into the bathroom for the first time.

After climbing the mountain for a whole day, there was a smell of sweat on the clothes. Wang Runwen smelled it with disgust, but finally soaked them and scrubbed them with soap.

While washing clothes, the English teacher would glance at him through the door from time to time, her mind always recalling the beautiful words he had just written.

For a moment, she envied Song Yu, who received Li Heng's deepest love without doing anything.

As for Chen Zijin, the English teacher secretly felt regretful. He had the advantage of time, place and people, but he lost to Song Yu by half a point.

This is not groundless.

She has met Chen Zijin, met Song Yu, and has been following Li Heng closely for almost two months. This is her conclusion after comparison, and it is also her most intuitive feeling as a woman.

There is also Xiao Han.

Unfortunately, her English teacher never taught her English, and they didn't spend much time together, so they couldn't really understand each other well.

But judging from the half-day contact in Qianzhen, and from the fact that Li Heng followed God's will and gave up Peking University to choose Fudan University, Xiao Han was undoubtedly not someone who was easy to deal with, and she had quietly won half of Li Heng's heart.

Even when she couldn't sleep late at night, she would occasionally wonder about the emotional fate of Song Yu, Xiao Han and Chen Zijin?

There was a voice in her heart telling her: In the future, Li Heng would either marry Song Yu or Xiao Han. Because of the Chen family, Chen Zijin had the smallest chance.

The English teacher didn’t know why he had such a ridiculous idea?
He just instinctively felt that Song Yu and Xiao Han were too beautiful, and were more tempting to Li Heng, and could better satisfy Li Heng's deep-seated physical desires and spiritual cravings.

Speaking of deep-seated physical desires, she thought of the times Li Heng had intentionally or unintentionally glanced at her, and her plump figure seemed to be a sign of his...

Thinking of this, Wang Runwen, whose body suddenly felt hot, frowned and forcibly interrupted his fantasy.

That direction was too terrifying, she couldn't have any thoughts about it, not even a little bit!
For no apparent reason, she felt so irritated that she unconsciously used more force while washing clothes.

Hearing the scrubbing sound suddenly increase, Li Heng, who had just finished checking the manuscript, stretched and asked:
"Teacher, why are you doing my laundry? Leave it there, I'll do it myself."

The sudden question startled the troubled English teacher, who looked up and asked with concern, "Did I interrupt your train of thought?"

"No, no, I've already finished revising it, so I'm just taking a break."

As he said that, Li Heng walked into the washroom and pulled her away a little embarrassedly, "Teacher, let me do it myself. It's embarrassing for a grown man like me to ask you to wash my clothes."

Seeing that the shameless Li Heng was rarely uncomfortable, the English teacher smiled and thought it was quite interesting:
"Wash your underwear yourself. These clothes have been washed with clean water four times. Just wring them out and dry them in the sun."

When the word "underwear" was mentioned, the English teacher felt a little awkward. Fortunately, Li Heng went back to the outer room to get his underwear and didn't notice anything unusual.

Li Heng took the underwear back to the bathroom. The two looked at each other and fell silent. They were all busy and didn't know how to start the conversation.

In fact, the reason why the English teacher helped him wash his clothes was that he had to take a bus to the next stop tomorrow morning, and he was now immersed in his creation. If he didn't wash the clothes, they might not dry. By then, a sour smell would arise in the bag if they were neither wet nor dry. Then the clothes would be basically useless and could be thrown away.

Underwear is easy to wash. Just rub, wipe, rub, and wipe again, and it’s done.

After hanging the clothes, the two of them stared at each other on the balcony. After a while, Li Heng broke the silence and made small talk: "Teacher, when will the No. 1 Middle School hold a general teachers' meeting?"

The English teacher put his hands on his chest and looked at the dim yellow skyline in the distance: "Usually it's two days earlier than the start of school, around the 2th or 28th."

Li Heng counted the days and felt that it was okay, as there was still plenty of time.

They finally managed to have a few words of conversation, but Wang Runwen was very cool today and didn't seem to want to talk. The atmosphere became stiff again and there was no sound.

After a long time, Li Heng asked, "Teacher, what are you thinking about?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Runwen said, "I wonder who you will marry in the future?"

"what?"

Li Heng was surprised. "How old am I? I still have four years of college to go. Why do you want to think so far ahead?"

Wang Runwen tilted his head and glared at him coldly: "You only have four years left to live. If I were you, I should start thinking about this problem now and have a positive attitude towards love in the future, so that you don't end up with many women but no marriage."

Well, look at what you said.

He immediately told about the predicament he faced in his previous life.

But having said that, Li Heng really couldn't deliberately ignore anyone. These were women who had stood the test of time. How could they be dismissed with just a few words?

Seeing that he remained silent, Wang Runwen sneered, turned around and left his room and returned to his own room.

Silent all night.

After revising the manuscript for the second time, Li Heng lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

In the following days, the four of us went to Nanchang Qingyunpu, Guichi, and Baifa Suzhou successively. We stayed in Suzhou for a little longer to appreciate the unique Jiangnan town. Then we went to Tianzhu Mountain, Fengyu Tianyi Pavilion, and West Lake.

The last stop is the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

But as soon as I arrived in Shanghai, life suddenly became difficult.

Li Heng asked the English teacher: "Teacher, do you want to go to your best friend's place?"

When Zhang Zhiyong heard that he was going to meet Yu Shuheng, his eyes began to glow green and his saliva almost flowed all over the floor.

Although this idiot was afraid of seeing beautiful women, Yu Shuheng in the photo had left a deep impression on him. Her temperament made him impulsively say "Beautiful! She's so beautiful that bubbles are bursting from my eyes. I want to marry her as my wife." I still remembered that the English teacher had ridiculed him at the time.

Logically speaking, meeting with best friend again after not seeing each other for many years is something worth being happy and eager to do, but Wang Runwen seemed particularly hesitant.

If she hadn't written those letters to Yu Shuheng in the past six months and hadn't poured out her thoughts in the letters, she would have told him directly that she had come to Shanghai and asked him to prepare the food and wine and wait for her, and then she would have rushed to her best friend's house without restraint.

But now.
She couldn't bring herself to meet him.

Finally, Wang Runwen shook his head and said, "School will start in a few days. Buy tickets and go back to Xiangnan. You two should also hurry back to pack up."

"Damn it! The beauty is gone just like that." After two months of living together day and night, although Zhang Zhiyong is still more or less restrained when facing the teacher, it is much better than before. When he is in a good mood, he dares to swear.

The English teacher smiled and said, "Following your good brother, how can you worry about not seeing beautiful women? Shanghai is a big world. There are many universities and beautiful women here. You will be able to feast your eyes."

This is clearly a veiled attack!
Li Heng was unhappy. "I don't like to hear that. It makes me sound like that."

Li Ran smiled and said, "It's okay. It's just that I like beautiful women. It's no big deal. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I also like good-looking men. We can be flirtatious together and have a companion on the road."

Li Heng complained in his heart, "Go to hell! Don't get involved with me. I dare not compete with you. You have killed more than 10 people."

This was the last stop of the summer vacation trip. Li Heng treated everyone to a lavish meal, ordering a table full of dishes.

After the meal, the four of them took a group photo in front of the Shikumen as a commemoration of the trip.

"Let's go, go back."

"Are we going to break up? I'm so sad to see you guys." "Why should I be sad? If you miss us, you can come to Shanghai to see us. Anyway, you are a big reporter and you have to travel everywhere."

"Then Li Heng, can I sleep with you? I want to know what it's like to be a great writer."

"No, please let me go, I'm not even 20 yet."

"Hehe, teacher, I've never asked you about your age. How old are you this year?"

"27."

"27, hey, two years older than me, haha, that's not easy."

Zhang Zhiyong looked confused and asked Li Ran in a daze: "What are you talking about? What's the problem?"

Li Ran pushed the heartless man away with disdain, "Stay away! The journey is over, and you should retire as a prop. Haha, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, you are just a piece of wood anyway."

"Who says I'm a blockhead? I dared to steal the neighbor girl's underwear when I was 14 years old." They were already very familiar with each other. He and Li Ran always told dirty jokes to amuse each other. Now he was not ashamed of his stupidity, but proud of it. He tried his best to use his first love to prove that he was not a fool.

Hearing these irresponsible words, Li Heng, the English teacher and Li Ran all burst into laughter.

Zhang Zhiyong touched his head and then laughed.

After passing through an overcrowded station, I finally squeezed onto the train. This time I was unlucky as I couldn't buy a sleeper ticket, not even a hard berth.

Later, Li Ran took out a major newspaper press card and expressed her willingness to pay more for it. She also tacitly slipped two Great Unity tickets to the other party. Only then did the train attendant look at her with a higher opinion and said: You sit down first, and we will call you when there are empty seats halfway.

It turned out that the attendant was not perfunctory. When the train arrived in Hangzhou, they came to say that some people had got off the train and the hard sleeper seats were vacant.

Finally, they returned from the smelly ordinary carriage to the familiar hard sleeper. This time, Li Heng was not reading or writing. Instead, he put everything aside and played poker with the three of them.

You can level up by playing, and each level costs 1 cent. This way you can kill time and keep interested at the same time.

Li Heng and the English teacher were on one side, while Li Ran and Zhang Zhiyong formed a team. During the more than 20-hour journey, except for eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, they basically spent all their time on this.

In the end, there was no big win or loss. After several rounds, Li Heng and the English teacher only won 6 cents each.

Counting the bills, Li Heng handed them to Wang Runwen: "Teacher, this is a gift from me, please don't despise it."

The English teacher smiled and put the money in his pocket, then looked outside and said, "We have passed Xinhua Station and will be there soon."

Li Ran leaned over the window and said, "Outside, people are threshing grain everywhere in the fields. Li Heng, you fool, are you going home to help?"

Li Heng pondered and said, "I haven't contacted my family yet, and I don't know if the rice has been harvested yet. But time is running out, and even if I help, I can only help for one or two days."

Zhang Zhiyong pouted: "What kind of help is that? That bitch never goes to the fields. I have so much grain to harvest."

Wang Runwen asked Li Heng: "How much millet can your family usually harvest?"

Li Heng said: "There are six people in my family and we can usually get about 6 dan of rice from our farm. But it's hard to say. It depends on the harvest every year. If the weather is not favorable and there are frequent strong winds and heavy rains, the yield will often be reduced by 45 to 6 dan."

Li Ran asked: "How come your family has land for six people? Isn't your eldest sister married?"

Li Heng said: "Yes, she got married, but the field is still in our group 3. It will not be transferred to the 9th production team until the next time the village distributes the fields."

They talked about the harvest, agricultural taxes, the tiredness of threshing, and the joy of digging for Huangshan loaches in the fields. With a long whistle, the train slowly pulled into Shaoxing Railway Station and arrived at its destination.

As soon as he got out of the station, Li Heng subconsciously raised his left wrist to look at his electronic watch.

It was exactly 10 o'clock, not a minute more or less.

Li Ran asked the two, "Are you going to catch the 11 o'clock bus back home? Or are you leaving tomorrow?"

Li Heng nodded: "Today is the 28th, we have to rush back as soon as possible. We still have to handle household registration and other migration procedures. We can't delay."

In tacit agreement, the four of them found a nearby noodle shop and ordered a bowl of spicy rice noodles.

The fool drank up the red soup in the bowl, patted his stomach and shouted with satisfaction:

"Oh my god! Food from my hometown is still the best. After I passed Jiangxi, I thought those places were all crap. They added sugar to the dishes, so much sugar, it was so sweet. I'm not afraid of getting diabetes!"

Li Heng laughed and said, "Look at what you said. We eat such spicy food, but people are worried that people here will get stomach problems and hemorrhoids."

"Bullshit! I can eat a bowl of pickled chili peppers on an empty stomach and nothing happens, how could I get a stomach problem?" Zhang Zhiyong stuck out his neck in disbelief.

Li Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him, and just kicked him, signaling him to get away.

Not sure whether it was intentional or not, but Li Ran took the heartless boy to buy some water, leaving only Li Heng and the English teacher there.

After looking at each other for a while, the English teacher suddenly reached out and hugged him, and said in his ear with a smile: "Keep going, our great writer! I wish you will go further and further, and strive to win the Mao Dun Literature Prize one day."

Li Heng didn't expect that she would take the initiative to hug him, and said seriously: "Thank you, teacher, I will definitely work hard!"

The English teacher continued, "Well, if you get married someday, remember to inform me and I'll come to your wedding."

After saying that, she let go of him, picked up her luggage, turned around and left decisively without any hesitation.

Sometimes it just happened that a bus just happened to depart, and Wang Runwen squeezed on it smoothly.

Li Heng ran after him and shouted, "Teacher, your room key is with me."

Wang Runwen said, "I have a spare one. Give it to me next time you come back."

Li Heng moved his throat and waved at her vigorously.

Wang Runwen lowered his glasses with the tip of his right hand and looked at him with a smile.

God can be my witness, we have known each other for three years, and this time the teacher’s smile was the most sincere and beautiful, without any sarcasm, which made people feel warm inside.

The bus finally left. Li Heng didn't dare to stay for long and hurried back to where he came from. He had a lot of luggage with him and he couldn't be careless. If someone took it away, he would cry his heart out.

Not long after, Li Ran and Zhang Zhiyong came back.

Li Ran looked around and was surprised: "Your teacher left? So quickly?"

Li Heng said, "Hurry up, the bus is about to leave."

"Oh, that's true." Li Ran said with a smile: "Then you guys go to the bus station to catch the bus. I have to go home too, so I won't see you off. Goodbye!"

"Okay, take care, bye!"

He watched another one leave. The heartless man's eyes suddenly moistened and he cursed, "Damn it! You are all ungrateful wolves. You left so quickly. I often expose my family's dirty laundry just to amuse you! Uncle Heng, let's go. Damn it, let's go, go, go!"

Li Heng carried his luggage and headed for the familiar No. 12 bus.

Half an hour later, the two of them caught the bus back to Qianzhen on time.

When the car left the center of Shao City, the heartless man clapped his hands and said angrily, "I should have gone to see Sister Chunhua. How could I have forgotten such an important matter?"

Hearing the name Liu Chunhua, Li Heng was speechless: "She is now working in a government agency and is favored by the leaders. You have no power and influence now, why do you go to see her? Apart from having a meal, do you think she will run away with you?
"Okay! Even if I follow you, how can you support me?"

If it were anyone else, Li Heng would not say such things, and would definitely try to comfort them.

But for a simple-minded person, it is best to tell the truth, no matter how cruel it is, to dispel his stubborn impulse.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiyong immediately lost his temper. He hung his head for a long time and asked, "Lao Heng, when do you think I can go find her?"

Li Heng made up a story: "When you succeed in life."

Zhang Zhiyong looked up and asked, "What does it mean to be successful in life?"

Li Heng thought for a moment and said, "There is no specific standard. It varies from person to person. But you can benchmark Liu Chunhua. When you feel you have the ability to give her everything she wants, the time has come."

Zhang Zhiyong twisted his mouth and said, "Then I will set my goal at 100 million. I will go find her when I have 100 million."

Li Heng had a headache: "Why are you so stubborn? Why don't you give up? Don't you think about it? It will take a long time for you to have 100 million? By then, the other person might have several children."

Zhang Zhiyong turned his head away and ignored him, still yelling: "What's wrong with having multiple children? They all have to call me dad."

Li Heng was so angry that he slapped him on the back of the head.

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