He was terrified that Zhou Qingqing would come and tell him she liked him again, so he instinctively tried to avoid her. "Comrade Zhou Qingqing, is there something you need?"

"Me." Zhou Qingqing lowered her head and bit her lip. "Um, Comrade Dong Yue, I... I want to ask you again, do you like me? Can you agree to be my girlfriend?"

After saying that, she quickly looked at Dong Yue and added:

"Although you rejected me last time, I thought about it and realized that I might have been too hasty and didn't give you enough time. I'll ask you again this time. You don't have to answer me right away; you can go back and think about it."

As long as Dong Yue is willing to consider it, she has a chance.

Dong Yue took a deep breath; he had guessed correctly. Just like last time, he shook his head firmly.

"Comrade Zhou Qingqing, I'll say it again: I don't think we're a good match. I have absolutely no feelings for you. Since I don't like you, I should tell you frankly so as not to hold you back. You can't force things. You should go find a guy you like."

Zhou Qingqing felt very sad after hearing this. Compared to Dong Yue's honesty, she actually wanted Dong Yue to lie to her with the excuse of considering it, so that she could feel hope for a short time.

But Dong Yue rejected her so ruthlessly.

He immediately recalled the scene at the entrance of the auditorium that day, where Dong Yue was chatting happily with a married woman.

Could it be that Dong Yue has really fallen for that married woman?

No matter how beautiful that woman is, she's someone else's wife now. She's already been slept with by someone else; she's just a used-up flower.

She was a beautiful young woman in the prime of her life, and Dong Yue didn't even care about her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Dong Yue said, "Comrade Zhou Qingqing, if there's nothing else, I'm going back to my dormitory. You should go back early too."

"Comrade Dong Yue."

"If you still want to talk to me about what just happened, I'm sorry I can't keep you company."

Zhou Qingqing sighed, "Can't I just chat with you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have time."

After saying that, he walked away first.

Zhou Qingqing was very unwilling. She raised her hand and twisted her braid, staring at Dong Yue's departing figure.

"What is it about me that I don't like that married woman? Your taste is quite bizarre. You don't like perfectly good young women, but you insist on liking other people's wives. Be careful, you'll get arrested sooner or later."

She gave a cold snort at his retreating figure before returning to her dormitory.

The next morning, Lin Zhiheng went to his family compound. The entire unit was resting that day, and Lu Zhengting was also at home.

When Lin Qingyan saw Lin Zhiheng, she noticed that he had not only become darker and thinner, but he also looked more robust, and his eyes were more determined.

"This month of training has definitely paid off. I'll cook you something delicious for lunch as a reward."

"Thank you, sister."

He took a paper packet out of his pocket and handed it to Lin Qingyan: "This was given to me by our company commander. I think it's quite delicious. You should try it too, sister."

Lin Qingyan took the paper package, opened it, and a strong aroma of brown sugar wafted out. Inside were three pieces of brown sugar cake.

She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, and the taste seemed familiar, as if she had eaten it a long, long time ago.

She probably ate it when she was a child.

Her soul was previously split in two. If she ate it in the modern world, then it was made or bought for her by her family. If she ate it in this timeline, then it must have been made or bought for her by her mother. Because since her mother's death, no one else in her family has treated her well, let alone given her brown sugar cake.

She missed the taste so much that she ate one piece and then picked up another and put it in her mouth. When she was about to eat the third piece, she realized that she had to finish all the brown sugar cakes.

"Xiao Heng, I've finished your brown sugar cake. I'll make some more later."

"It's alright, sister. I brought it back for you to eat anyway. I'll be happy if you finish it."

"Xiao Heng, you haven't been back for so long. Go and rest for a while. I'll make you something delicious."

"Thank you, sister."