The first time Mo Xiaoqing saw Ji Muhan was in a coffee shop with a "superb atmosphere."
Those clear, bright eyes, tinged with a hint of allure, left a deep impression on her heart.
Li Qian, "..." She had a strange, bad feeling about her.
...
Ji Yao returned to her dormitory after a student council meeting and saw a man standing under a large banyan tree with his hands in his pockets. The dormitory was just fifty meters away, and he seemed to be waiting for someone.
For some reason, seeing the man's back suddenly reminded me of that person deep in my memory.
"Can't you be like other girls' boyfriends and pick me up from my dorm once in a while?" the girl said, her voice a mix of complaint and envy.
"……boring."
"Just once, is that alright?"
"...I'm busy."
"Yan Yan."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go pick up my sister first." He turned and left.
The conversation between the two of them echoed in my ears again, and a myriad of thoughts surged within me.
A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs at his temples, making his profile, which had been somewhat blurry from a distance, even clearer.
It felt both strange and familiar.
He originally had long, layered hair, but after joining the army, he got a neat buzz cut.
However, his handsome profile was very serene, just like it was three years ago.
"Isn't this the man I've been looking for for three years?" Ji Yao's heart skipped a beat. She stared at him in a daze, her eyes darting around.
After a long while.
step.
Two steps.
Ten steps.
Ji Yao didn't know how many steps she had taken. For the first time, she realized that it would take so many steps to walk from under the banyan tree to the dormitory entrance. So many that she could hardly count them. Each step felt like it weighed a ton, and lifting her feet felt so heavy that she could hardly breathe.
Stand still.
She just stared blankly at the man who looked exactly like the one in her memory.
He's still just as good-looking as ever, so outstanding that he can't be ignored even in a crowd. It seems like he was born to stand at the top and enjoy being looked up to by others.
However, her heart was not as calm as it appeared; it was raging like a storm at sea.
But it felt like her throat was being choked, and she could only stare at him fixedly, her eyes reddening.
It took a long time before he could find his voice again.
"You're still alive? I haven't heard from you at all. My calls and messages have all gone unanswered. I thought you had already died a martyr, honorably sacrificing your life for your country." Ji Yao's voice was somewhat hoarse, and her words were full of sarcasm.
"What? I can't believe I still see you. Didn't you want to serve your country? Didn't you think you'd regret it for the rest of your life if you didn't join the army? Now? Are you satisfied?" Ji Yao said the most ruthless words with a blank expression.
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