As for the reason why Xia Jinyuan wanted to do it, Ye Jian believed that he would give her an answer—an answer that she could accept.
Because he understood her better than anyone else.
The unreasonable trust made Xia Jinyuan smile.
"You trust me so much? Weren't you afraid that I'd say that I had known you for eight years?" Xia Jinyuan smiled until his black eyes seemed to be shining brightly. He sighed and said, "Eight years. I've known you for eight years."
Eight years. How many days and nights were that? But it all felt like yesterday?
That year, they met in the mountains. That year, Ye Jian was still under 14 years old and was still a clueless Grade Eight student. Now, Ye Jian had already graduated from the military school and became an active-duty officer. She was leading a group of female soldiers who might become the first female soldier of the special forces in the country. She carried a heavy responsibility and carried the hopes of the higher-ups of the military.
