Lu Xiuyuan nodded, and motioned to Su Miaomiao: "Sit down."

"By the way, haven't I told you the phone number of our village yet?" Su Miaomiao suddenly remembered this.

"Is there a telephone in your village?" Lu Xiuyuan was surprised.

"Yes, the number is..." Su Miaomiao repeated the number to Lu Xiuyuan.

"I remember it." Lu Xiuyuan repeated it silently in his mind several times and nodded.

The driver had already started the car, and Su Miaomiao retracted her head.

"I'm leaving now, you should go back quickly."

"I'll watch you." Lu Xiuyuan stood by the roadside motionless.

Su Miaomiao rarely showed any sadness of parting. It seemed that she had to hurry back to Beijing, otherwise it would take another day or two for the policies to be relaxed.

The car finally started. Su Miaomiao waved to Lu Xiuyuan, and Lu Xiuyuan also waved in response.

He didn't let go of his hand until Su Miaomiao's car completely disappeared from his sight.

Looking at the winding road in front of him, Lu Xiuyuan felt a little depressed. They had just parted, but he started to miss her again.

On the way back to the military camp, my steps seemed to have become much heavier.

As soon as he returned to the barracks, a soldier came to tell him.

"Captain, the political commissar asked you to go to his office to see him."

"Okay." Lu Xiuyuan responded and walked towards the office building.

Lu Xiuyuan stood at the door of the political commissar's office and knocked politely.

"Enter."

Lu Xiuyuan stepped in and saluted the political commissar.

"Hello, Political Commissar."

"Yeah." The political commissar nodded.

"Political Commissar, what do you want from me?" Lu Xiuyuan put down his hand but still stood straight.

"I heard that your rival came to see you?" The political commissar picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

"Yes!" Lu Xiuyuan said firmly and loudly.

The political commissar was so frightened by his shout that he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

"No need to be so loud. I'm just chatting with you. Please be alone." The political commissar put down the teacup in his hand.

"What does the political commissar want to talk about?" When Lu Xiuyuan heard the political commissar's words, his body immediately relaxed.

"When did you discuss that negotiation? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" The political commissar then got to the point.

"I was the one pursuing her before, but she just agreed to me recently."

The political commissar nodded and said, "Very good, it's good to have a couple. When do you plan to submit your marriage report? Because of your personal problem, your promotion prospects have been rejected several times."

"Now that we have a counterpart, let's hurry up and get this done."

There was a hint of relief in the political commissar's tone.

Lu Xiuyuan is the soldier he is most optimistic about. He scores perfect marks in other aspects except personal problems which give him a headache.

He also introduced many lesbians to him, but this guy was like a stone and didn't talk to any of them.

"I'm here anytime." Lu Xiuyuan said seriously.

"Then submit it quickly. I'll find a marriage application for you." The political commissar was overjoyed. He stood up and started looking in the cabinet behind him.

"But... I have a little problem with the identity of the demon." Lu Xiuyuan lowered his voice.

"Is there a problem with your identity? What's the problem?" The political commissar didn't take this seriously. He thought it was a small problem and was trying hard to find the marriage application from a pile of documents.

"She is the transformation molecule down there."

The political commissar was about to hand the marriage application to Lu Xiuyuan when he was stunned by his words.

"What do you say she is?" The political commissar couldn't believe what he heard.