Shan Mingxu looked up, meeting Yin Shixiu's nearly unwavering gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and then...
"Uncle, you overthink it, the selection process takes three months to complete."
"Does it?"
Yin Shixiu asked meaningfully.
"Of course!"
Shan Mingxu's firm eyes seemed to radiate a brilliant light.
Yin Shixiu glanced at him, then chuckled softly, "Before you return to the troops, spare some time to have a drink with your uncle?"
"Uh..."
"Don't pretend, you've been secretly swapping Coke for red wine since you were fourteen, right?"
"Hehe, okay."
Shan Mingxu nodded.
Yin Shixiu patted his head, "Good, then I'm off."
"Mm, take care, Uncle."
Shan Mingxu watched Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng get in the car, the silhouette of the car slowly disappearing from sight.
He breathed a sigh of relief, those radiant eyes were clouded with a layer of melancholy light...
