Meng Xinian had never expected to bump into Chiang Xiao in town.
Especially not so early in the morning.
Could she have stayed in town last night?
Bathed in the faint golden glow of the early morning sun, the girl's slender silhouette cast on the ground was like a little flower facing the morning breeze.
But her clothes looked dirty, and even her shoes were covered in dust.
Meng Xinian suddenly paused.
The previous two times he had seen her, she was plainly dressed but always managed to keep herself very tidy. Why did she appear so disheveled today?
Had something happened?
He suddenly found it ridiculous, a grown man, a soldier at that, actually wanting to trouble a young girl?
It seemed that without his interference, this girl's life was already troublesome enough.
His brows had just started to furrow when he heard the girl's clear voice reach his ears.
"Meng Xinian, what brings you here?"
Meng Xinian's train of thought was suddenly derailed by her question.
