"I'm not going back." Lin Deng shook his head, "I like the border troops, this is the army in my heart. I feel at ease here, consider it cowardice if you want, staying away from the capital, away from all the disputes. Here, I can be the soldier I want to be, doing what I can and should do without hesitation. Actually, I was really sad for a long time when I first heard you were dead. Seeing you're still fine, I'm quite happy, really, He Zhilan. I'm not saying this to be sentimental. Even if you're not Gu Zhilan, just He Zhilan, seeing you're still alive, I'm genuinely happy."
"Yeah, I believe you, Instructor Lin Deng." He Zhilan winked at Lin Deng with a little playfulness and called him instructor the way she did in her freshman year.
Lin Deng was slightly taken aback, then followed with a smile, "No kidding, I do kind of miss those times." Speaking of this, Lin Deng fell silent too, obviously thinking of Gu En from that time.
