Three months of training for Xu Mengying were not primarily about acquiring new skills, but about thoroughly letting go of her past self; yet, her feelings for Sheng Jingyi still proved not so easy to cast aside.
Just like Xixi once did, she placed someone in the depths of her heart from a young age, and as time passed, what started as a sprout gradually grew into a towering tree. Uprooting such a tree would surely be heart-wrenchingly painful, no easy task indeed.
Xu Mengying was stronger than Xixi.
This was Ling Xi's renewed view of Xu Mengying in the future.
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Carrying their luggage, a group of people moved from the dormitory to the military region's gate.
"Xi, are you really not coming with us?" Han Xiaoxu's face showed a deeper sorrow as he looked at Ling Xi.
It was bad enough that someone was trying to steal the beauty away, but now he couldn't even share the final car ride with her—why was his day so tragically fated?
