She wasn't familiar with the army, but she felt awestruck when mentioning special force soldiers every time. No wonder Nian Junting had some small scars on his body.
She turned her head to glance at the nicely shaped side face of Nian Junting, who was sitting in the couch, then said with a low voice, "Everyone has a different destiny. Mr. Nian is living a good life now."
"He is now," said Nian Xi, "But back then, in order to join the army, he didn't even go to college. After retirement, he was so confused about his future. He needed to start over. Many people were waiting for him to fail, but fortunately, he got through it. Later on, he was accepted by a university abroad and restarted his study. Sometimes, I do admire him. I wouldn't be able to do that if I was him. A twenty-one-year-old-man returning to school as a freshman, imagine how much courage does that require."
