That month, he and Xiao Qiao were practically like fire and water.
Xiao Qiao's personality back then was much more mischievous than it is now. There was one time he found a live centipede in his lunchbox and almost ate it.
But that was a long time ago in his youth, a distant memory that gradually settled in the long stream of time and never resurfaced again.
"Enemies cross paths!"
Xiao Qiao was talking about that past story and was slightly surprised to hear this phrase, "What did you say?"
"I said you're blind!"
"Meeting is destiny. Why are you so hostile?" Xiao Qiao really wanted to slap him, just like that cold little instructor back then. She looked at him a few times and had to admit, he looked a bit like him. Unfortunately, she didn't know what the little instructor's name was back then because he never introduced himself, and no one in the entire base knew his name. Silent and reserved, he was quite an oddball.
