"Lan Tian," after a while, Zhou Sisi turned around to speak again, her gaze evasive, she stammered, "The soldier who came to pick you up before, it's been a long time since I've seen him, has he... left Beijing?" Towards the end, she sounded somewhat urgent.
A soldier? Picking her up?
Lan Tian looked up at Zhou Sisi in surprise, a scene flashed through her mind, the only person who had come to school in military uniform to pick her up was Mo Junhua. Catching a glimpse of Zhou Sisi's bashful expression and the dubious blush on her face, Lan Tian suddenly understood in a second—it's the dawn of first love!
"Do you need him for something?"
"No, nothing, I was just asking casually."
Lan Tian's clear, bottomless eyes reflected her crimson cheeks, the secret hidden in her heart seemed laid bare, causing Zhou Sisi to bow her head in embarrassment and quickly deny it.
She didn't find out whether the person was still in Beijing or not, Zhou Sisi couldn't express the loss she felt.
