Even Ye Jian herself didn’t know how long she had been in solitary; all she knew was when she heard the sound of army boots crunching over the sand walking towards her, she turned around and saw Xia Jinyuan’s abyssal eyes staring at her with a slight smile, and was gazing at her extremely tenderly.
She had known there was a pair of eyes staring at her from not far away, a deep gaze filled with remorse, filled with tenderness that encouraged her.
Though he didn’t come over, though she did not turn her head, it was clear who the owner of that gaze was.
Because nobody could gaze at her that tenderly as he did, let alone anybody that knew when to leave her time to herself. He knew her so well, always giving her the perfect amount of support and encouragement.
Ye Jian turned around and looked at the young major who was approaching her, her eyes locked onto his tenderly black pupils; slowly, Ye Jian started smiling.
True to Xia Jinyuan’s assumptions, that blooming smile was like the Peony flower blossoming under the moonlight, the spell of fragrance would make onlookers bend their bodies.
She thinks she had already known what type of good news he was going to tell her.
The cold moon was like a hook, pouring out cool fluorescence, under the moonlight, his comrade, his lover’s brows were curved upwards, both her eyes gazed at him like the crescent moon.
Stopping in front of her, Xia Jinyuan lowered his head to gaze at this female soldier who had always been so staunch that it made his heartache; bending his waist slightly, he picked up the helmet in her hands and helped her put it on, “Uncle Chen had never let anyone down before, this time is no different. With strings still attached to this world in his heart, how could he be so easily defeated?”
The female soldier wearing the combat helmet and desert combat uniform stood as straight as an arrow, appearing several times straighter than pine trees towering in the snow; her brows were as pretty as a drawing, saturating with toughness, not even the best of all grandmasters could draw with their brushes.
Fastening her helmet and helping her straighten her collar, the young major whose jade-sculpted body permeated with military aura as he gazed at the female soldier that made him enamored, his deep resonant zither-like voice floated over, “Everything you have experienced, the bitterness you have felt, the pain you have suffered, all of those are obstacles you must face when growing up.”
“Overcome them, conquer them, and you’ll receive your baptism. Blue Bird, you now have a soldier’s look, from you, we can see the makings, the resignation that all modern soldiers must have, good job, female soldier!”
There’s no smooth sailing on the journey of growth; only by trampling on the obstacles, by overcoming all obstacles while singing all the way, is the true military journey of a soldier.
“Congratulations, you’re now one large step closer to our Elite Platoon.”
His last sentence lit the flames in Ye Jian’s eyes; suddenly the brilliance overpowered the stars in the sky when Xia Jinyuan noticed that, the smile in his eyes deepened, “There’s no need to be surprised, in all of our hearts, you are the best female soldier.”
Ye Jian’s performance this time could be said to exceed everyone’s expectations; even the Ground Forces’ Major General had told him, “Give Ye Jian three days, let her go back and visit her family.”
Yet he didn’t answer for Ye Jian; he only said this: “I will relay everything to Ye Jian, and let her make her decisions. However, Major General, based on my understanding of Uncle Chen, of Ye Jian, they would not choose to leave.”
Uncle Chen was a living hero; not only was he Ye Jian’s Guide that led her to start her military journey, but he was also Ye Jian’s mental coordinates of a qualified soldier; his selfless dedication affected Ye Jian at all times, making it rare for Ye Jian to take detours, and had always followed the correct direction her seniors had pointed for her.
