Part Three, Chapter 61: Chase 18

s this little princess causing againLu Yaoyao saw that she wasn't leaving, and she hurriedly turned around to run, acting as if she didn't know Shu Tinglan at all.At that moment, a lady walked out fro...Xu Haichen has recovered as usual. A colleague asked him, "What happened just now"

He smiled nonchalantly and said, “You’re afraid You all have your instructors to protect you. I’m the only one jumping down here alone.”

"Do you ever get scared too"

Besides Instructor Zhang, no one else knows what happened up there. Hearing him explain it this way makes sense, so everyone quickly shifted their focus to discussing the excitement of the parachute jump just now.

Only Chen Ning looked at Xu Haocheng with worry. They had known each other for so many years, and this was the first time she saw him looking so withered and hollow.

If he were a tree in full summer bloom, just now he would be a withered branch in the dead of winter.

He's just now shaking off all that dust and decay, as if trying to revive himself.

Remembering that night, the two of them chatting on WeChat.

After seeing his mood improve, she whispered to him, "Rejected in a romantic air proposal"

The reason I asked is because she had the same thought in midair just now.

Xu Haichen glanced at her and smiled faintly, "I suppose so."

Chen Ning's heart ached at that moment, and she felt a sense of kinship with Xu Haichen. They both understood each other's pain.

Just now, in the air, all the lingering sensuality brought by Song Jingye gradually cooled down. It wasn't that I wanted to back down, but rather I couldn't be impulsive. I had to prepare fully and not casually confess my feelings. Xu Haichen was a lesson learned from experience.

Back at base, it was already evening. After packing up their belongings, the group boarded a bus and headed straight back to the city. Since they were all colleagues, and Song Jingye and Instructor Zhang were also returning with them, there was no sense of parting sadness.

Or perhaps, this training camp is too grueling. Everyone is eager to escape the hardship.

Chen Ling responded to Xu Haocheng's unusual behavior.

So, after getting on the bus, she ended up sitting in the same row as him. If he wanted to talk, he could find her anytime.

But Xu Haichen seemed a little tired, leaning against the back of the chair and staring out the car window without speaking.

It was late afternoon, the setting sun hung in the distance mountains, golden and crimson, painting the sky with hues of red.

Song Jingye sat in the first row of the bus. He could see everyone on the bus in the mirror in front of him. His eyes occasionally swept over Chen Ling, who was sitting in the third row.

As Chen Ning drove into the city, she realized that the rearview mirror above the windshield allowed them to see each other. Their eyes met in the small mirror, and she wanted to look away but felt drawn in, staring for a long time.

Song Jingye's lips twitched, then he lowered his head, avoiding her gaze.

In a little while, Chen Ling's cell phone rang. It was him texting: "Got off the bus, wait for me, I'll send you home."

"Good."

After driving for a while, the bus driver kindly said, "We're entering Fifth Ring Road now. Where would you like to get off Just let me know in advance so I can stop for you. If you're not getting off, I need to drop off Instructor Song and Instructor Zhang first, then I'll take you to your Foreign Affairs side."

Along the way, they stopped and started until they reached Song Jingye's unit. Chen Ning watched as he and Instructor Zhang got out of the car and walked away.

How will we gather then

He didn't send any more messages on his phone. When they arrived at their workplace, the remaining colleagues, Xu Haichen and Tao Kaiyan, greeted her and then left.

She was the only one standing in front of the square. Should she wait for him

It was already night, and I was hesitating whether to send him a text message when I saw a figure riding a bicycle towards me, with a dazzling array of lights behind him, stopping in front of her.

Seeing him,

The flower in her heart suddenly bloomed, and the smile on her face blossomed with it. She asked, "Where's your car"

He only realized later that his car should have been parked at the training base and he should have taken the bus back to the city with her.

"Have someone bring it over tomorrow," he said, then pointed at his bicycle. "Hop on."

Chen Ning glanced back at his car. It was a particularly cool-looking black mountain bike, without a rear seat, just a horizontal bar in front.

How does this sit

"I'm going to grab a bike over there." She turned and walked towards the shared bikes, her thinking a little too simplistic.

As soon as she took a step, the backpack on her back was pulled by a force, and she herself was pulled back two steps to stand in front of him.

"Idiot." Song Jingye muttered under his breath as he took her backpack off and slung it onto his own back.

"Come on." He said again, pointing to the crossbar in front of his bicycle.

Chen Ning glanced back at the horizontal bar, her heart pounding wildly. She hesitated, because this felt too intimate, different from the natural hugs they shared during their usual training.

Song Jingye didn't give her much time to hesitate. He reached out and directly lifted her onto the horizontal bar in front of him, sitting her down.

His arms were incredibly strong, he effortlessly lifted her.

Chen Ling's face was about to drip with blood, she was firmly trapped in front of him.

Because it was cool at night, he wore a black windbreaker over his usual training clothes. The icy touch of the fabric lowered her body temperature a bit.

Unless she was missing something or it was simply unbelievable, at this moment she felt very strongly that he must have romantic feelings for her. Otherwise, given his personality, he wouldn't treat a girl like this so casually.

...realizing this...

A spark ignited within her, a fire burning fiercely. She felt an overwhelming mix of emotions, wanting to cry yet laugh at the same time. The only solace she found was to lift her face towards the night wind, allowing its coolness to temper her turbulent feelings.

"Uncle, where are we going"

"Where do you want to go"

I don't know, anywhere is fine, as long as I'm with him. Maybe even just riding around the Third Ring Road over and over until dawn.

But, Song Jingye: "I've been training too hard lately, let me send you home first. Get a good rest tonight."

He remains a calm man.

He drove for a while and then arrived under the building where her apartment was. He circled her waist with one hand again, set her down on the ground, and got out of the car himself. "Go up," he said to her.

Chen Ling wanted to go back, but her feet wouldn't budge. She didn't want to separate, and she really wanted to hug him. But as someone who was used to being reserved, it was hard for her to take the initiative.

And today, it seemed only she felt the urge to embrace him. Song Jingye looked very serious at this moment.

Well, she just had to turn and go upstairs then, fighting that impulse.

"Lime return."

As she neared the apartment door, she heard Song Jingye call her name from behind. She turned around immediately, and he stood there in black under the streetlight, his mountain bike beside him, carrying her backpack in his hand.

"Your package."

"Oh."

She ran over in a few steps. Song Jingye reached out with both hands, circled around her from the front, and put the backpack on her shoulders.

This pose was almost like an embrace; she was practically enveloped in his arms. His flight jacket still bore a hint of icy coldness that brushed against her face.

With her backpack on, she intended to stand straight, but those strong arms gently encircled her and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Fool."

He cursed lightly again, but Chen...

Ninghui felt that this time, he wasn't scolding her. competition with good results and wanted to share his joy with Shu Tinglan as soon as possible. 。Shu Tinglan slumped against the steering wheel, exhausted and weak from the shock. 。A cheerful voice...