Lan Tian slowly relaxed her body, leaning against Mo Junhua. She was still young, of no benefit to anyone, unable to do much, let alone catch the eye of Mo Junhua.
In her past life, the two had lived together for decades, but Mo Junhua had never held her like this. Lan Tian guessed it was probably just because she was a cute child that everyone adored and spoiled.
After he joined the army, they would no longer have any interaction. As time passed, who would remember a village girl? In the future, one would be in the military, and the other in a village; their paths simply divergent, their life encounters different. It was quite possible they would never meet again in this lifetime.
Thinking this, Lan Tian felt relieved. With a touch of mischief, she wondered if she wanted to ruin his chances of meeting his true love? But then she shuddered at the thought of Bai Lianhua, and decided it was best to treat each other as strangers and not to engage in meaningless actions.
