The dinner featured local specialties of Dian City, Feng Zhixin looked at them and thought they made a good match.
In his heart, he was both happy and worried.
Fate is a mysterious thing, and he thought perhaps his worries were unnecessary.
After dinner, everyone returned together to the military district compound.
Qiao Lu and Feng Zhixin lived on the first floor. Since Feng Shiyan wasn't there, the second floor was occupied by Lu Mingfei and An An.
Lu Mingfei would be returning to his unit tomorrow. He had a great time today, so he really didn't want to bring up sad topics now, for fear of affecting her mood.
He knew An An was reluctant to see him go.
Actually, he completely understood those feelings because he too was reluctant to leave An An.
"An'er, you go take a shower first, I'll head to the guest room."
