In the bar, Fu Chenxuan sat at the counter but he no longer felt the ease he used to. He stared blankly at the glass in front of him, looking at the orange-yellow liquid, almost hearing a gentle female voice in his ears.
— Fu Chenxuan, this is your thing, here you go.
— I want to become an outstanding soldier, Fu Chenxuan, let's do it together.
— Fu Chenxuan, you are so nice to me, do you like me?
— Fu Chenxuan, would you like to be my boyfriend?
Fu Chenxuan, Fu Chenxuan, Fu Chenxuan—she always liked to call him by his full name.
Fu Chenxuan's gaze darkened. Weren't we supposed to become outstanding soldiers together? Why did you run away halfway? Ha, you liar.
"Chenxuan." Someone patted his shoulder. Fu Chenxuan turned his head and saw Pei Hao, "Sitting here alone, what are you daydreaming about?"
Fu Chenxuan came back to his senses, looked at Pei Hao, "Brother Hao."
"You seemed distracted just now. What were you thinking about?"
