"No, I still want to be a soldier under Commander Lin!"
Tang Haofei, his vision blurred, gazed into the darkness at Xie Yan's determined eyes. After a moment, he shook his head.
"Serving under Lin Haifeng is exhausting..."
"Serving under Commander Lin, one doesn't fear exhaustion..."
...
KNOCK. KNOCK KNOCK.
Clear knocking sounded, followed by the creak of the door opening.
"Wen Yu, are you okay?"
Yang Hong looked at the three soul pets frolicking in the room, then at Wen Yu, who was sitting in front of the TV watching a show. He couldn't help but ask.
"How did you figure out something was wrong with me?" Wen Yu retorted without turning his head.
Yang Hong hesitated for a long time.
"It's just, with all these things happening, I thought you might do something impulsive..."
Hearing Yang Hong's words, Wen Yu chuckled. "In your eyes, am I that temperamental?"
You're not just temperamental; with your personality, who knows what you'd do. Yang Hong grumbled silently.
