[This article is purely fictional and is just for fun.]

Song Yiyi could never have imagined it in her dreams.

When she was buying a cake, she was involved in a fight between two groups of middle school boys.

Someone pushed her in the chaos.

She was hit head-on by a speeding car.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a man and a woman standing in front of me.

"Yiyi, don't get me wrong. It was just windy and sand got into Yingzi's eyes. I helped her blow it away."

The man was dressed in military uniform, his pale face full of anxiety.

As soon as the words fell.

The woman with short hair next to the man nodded.

"Yeah, don't overthink it. Bowen and I grew up together. If anything had happened, we would have already done it. You wouldn't have anything to do with it. Our friendship is pure revolutionary friendship."

As the woman spoke, she slapped the man on the back of the head carelessly, "Isn't that right, Cen Bowen?"

The man was not willing to be outdone, so he raised his hand and slapped back.

"Of course! I don't like tomboys! You and I are closer than brothers, purer than buddies..."

This time the force was much greater, and the woman's eyes changed.

She curled her lips indifferently.

"Tsk! I'm three years older than you, you'll always be a little brat in front of me. Don't forget, when you were little, I taught you how to eat. Call me daddy!"

"How dare you bring that up? Didn't the food end up in your mouth? I went home hungry. Is there any brother like you?"

The two of them chatted with each other, reminiscing about the past as if no one was around.

As they talked, they started to put their arms around each other's shoulders.

Song Yiyi was stunned for two seconds.

My first reaction was to look down and check my cake.

The enamel basin is also good.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

What just happened must have been because she stayed up late reading novels and her brain was split.

I opened the basin and saw that something was wrong.

This is not her enamel basin. She bought a fake one, and this one is old.

And it is filled with braised pork and rice.

Then look up and around.

The gray courtyard, the brick-walled bungalow, and the clotheslines made of bamboo poles are filled with work clothes.

Army green rubber shoes were stuck upside down on the wall to dry.

Something seems wrong no matter how I look at it.

Before Song Yiyi could figure out what was going on, she felt dizzy and a flash of memories flooded into her mind.

With a loud "bang".

The sound of the enamel basin falling to the ground attracted the two people who were playing around.

The braised pork rolled twice in the soil, and its originally attractive color instantly became dull.

Cen Bowen rushed over first, "Yiyi, what's wrong?"

Kang Ying stood there without moving.

She looked at Song Yiyi, who was squatting on the ground with her hands covering her head, her face pale, and couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly.

She's really good at pretending to be weak.

She has a vixen-like face, but she's such a good actress.

It's really a fairy turning into a fairy.

When Song Yiyi came, Cen Bowen, who had always been slow to understand things, suddenly fell in love with her.

Kang Ying's teeth were almost broken.

It was obviously her who grew up with Cen Bowen as a childhood sweetheart!

Cen Bowen was twenty-two years old.

There had never been another woman beside him. In the past, there had been occasional women, but they had all gone away quickly.

In order to wait for Cen Bowen to marry her, she had no idea how many times she had quarreled with her family.

It's almost done.

Last month, before Cen Bowen went on a mission, she had a big fight with her family and naturally went to live with her aunt.

Cen Bowen and his uncle lived in the same military compound.

Seeing her red eyes at that time, Cen Bowen smiled and half-jokingly said: "Yingzi, your family is forcing you to go on a blind date again? No, wait until I come back from the mission, take me back to your house, and tell them that we are in love!"