Xia Jinyuan didn't take Liu Yang's words to heart. The military school had always had too many boats chasing too few fish. It was normal for several male students to have a good impression of the same female student. It was the restlessness of youth. It might not be love but just a good impression.
The rain was pouring. The puddles of yellow mud flowed everywhere. When he stepped on it, the mud splashed on the students around him. Xia Jinyuan pulled Ye Jian's cap and sighed with a smile. "If I listen to everything, I'll get suffocated."
Now was the time to work. Xia Jinyuan, who always wanted to be scrupulous in separating public from private interests, wouldn't ask Ye Jian to explain just because of Liu Yang's teasing.
Ye Jian shook off the rainwater on her face and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile. The two of them ran side by side and continued to rush to the sand-bearing point.
