The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian didn't notice Xia Jinyuan in the first time. She got off the stage and continued to be stared at by the students. She was a little embarrassed. In addition, she was walking behind Xu Wen, afraid that she would be holding the pipa in front of her. When Xu Wen was wrestling, most of her attention remained on Xu Wen, and she didn't pay attention to the surroundings.

The students' eyes were not filled with strange scorching gazes. Although they were military students, they were also young people in their twenties. They were restrained in their actions, but their hearts felt more or less ripples. Young Mu Ai saw excellent and beautiful people. Girl, it's normal to be so careful.

Faced with these sights, Ye Jian, a girl, was also a little embarrassed.

The lighting in the venue was dim, only the floor lamps on both sides of the steps were dim, which could only illuminate a little underfoot. Ye Jian and Xu Wen passed through two large areas and finally returned to the area where their class was located. Xu Wen's seat moved aside and took the lead. Sit down, and her seat is a few rows back, and she has to keep walking.

The students in the class are a little more courageous. When they see her approaching, they will whisper "Ye Jian" in a low voice. When Ye Jian's eyes look over, they will give a thumbs up, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is drawn a little bigger.

Ye Jian also relaxed when she walked to her class. When a student greeted her, she would nod her head without a trace. After walking four rows, her footsteps suddenly stopped. She raised her head sharply and looked forward.

An incomparably hot gaze fell on her, and she was so familiar with it that there was a name that almost rushed out of her throat and turned into a real sound.

It's too familiar, even if the surrounding is dark, the line of sight goes through the darkness to find the source of the scorching sight.

When looking up at the past, there is light in the dark eyes, like a beam of fire in the dead and dark world, igniting all hope.

She stood there without taking a step for a long time.

Seeing this, the student next to her thought she had something to do, so she couldn't help but whisper, "Ye Jian? What's wrong?"

Fortunately, the venue was dark, and Ye Jian's gaffe could not be seen. The student's whispered reminder made Ye Jian wake up, and quickly said: "It's nothing, I forgot where I sat."

"Are you still excited? We are still excited. In the back row, next to Song Zhiqiu's seat."

Ye Jian didn't know her position, she just found an excuse to cover up her gaffe, thanked her classmates softly, and then walked towards the back.

The students performing on the stage performed some wonderful backflips, and during the applause, Ye Jian saw the man sitting behind waving at her, motioning her to come quickly.

At this moment, Ye Jian's face had a real smile, a real relaxed smile, the lines on her face suddenly became extraordinarily soft, her smile was like a summer flower blooming, bright and charming.

She saw him, saw the lover she was thinking about day and night, and saw that her lover was sitting on the seat that originally belonged to the teacher, even if his face was shrouded in darkness, his eyes were so hot and so soft, Even if she didn't see her lover's face clearly, she knew it was him when he was sitting there.

"Summer team..."

The huge surprise finally turned into a whisper, and all the thoughts and hesitations were also in this whisper, so light and so light that the classmates next to her didn't hear it.

Her summer team is back, her lover is back, and now she is sitting beside her, returning safely.