Song Jingye, a straight man, completely failed to understand what she meant when she said that she was about to turn 20, and he seriously discussed her height standards.
Chen Ning had no choice but to say: "I'm 8 centimeters taller than the standard."
Seeing her serious and serious answer, Song Jingye laughed: "It's quite high."
This early in the morning, Chen Ninghui's heart beat several times. When she was in school, most of them were girls, and most of the boys were gentle and gentle people like Xu Haochen.
And Song Jingye went from the military academy to the army, and insisted on leading troops on the front line every day for training. Her skin was a healthy color, and her muscles were tight all over her body. At such a close distance, the male hormones made her in a trance.
She didn't dare to think any more, and was ashamed to admit that she had a little bit of fantasy in her heart and wanted to hug him.
Song Jingye has already stepped out to continue training.
When the breakfast whistle sounded, Chen Ning ran to the family area of the cafeteria as quickly as possible. Song Jingye and the two people below walked towards their direction and sat next to her.
Because the Chinese New Year was approaching, there were obviously more family members visiting relatives than during the summer vacation. Most of the family members who came this year did not recognize her. Seeing Song Jingye sitting with her, he asked her: "Are you Captain Song's girlfriend?"
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Song Jingye took it as a joke and didn't even bother to refute it. For a little girl, he couldn't do that.
Chen Ning's heart felt like it was about to fly out when she heard it. She hid some little thoughts and didn't want to clarify or explain. Even if it was fake, it was enough to give her a sweet dream.
A family member lamented: "It's not easy for military wives."
Chen Ning lowered her head and drank the porridge silently. She seemed calm and calm, but her long eyelashes that trembled exposed her inner feelings.
Song Jingye glanced at her thoughtfully and said slowly, even a little coldly: "No, she is a student I sponsor."
The relationship is clearly divided, and it is cruel and cruel, leaving no room for imagination.
After saying that, he didn't look at Chen Ning again and walked away with the finished dinner plate.
Chen Ning still lowered her head to drink the porridge, but her whole body was stiff, and she could hear the harshness and subtle disgust in his tone.
Her eyelashes trembled, and a drop of tear fell into the porridge, and she ate it; when it fell and ate it, the taste of the porridge turned into a bitter taste, and the bitterness lingered on the tip of her tongue.
She knew that it was her unreasonable thoughts and her overestimation of her abilities. She was just the person he saved and the student he supported. Their world was in the same sky and on the earth. What qualifications did she have to like him?
After she finished eating, she silently took the plate and left, as if nothing had happened.
In fact, nothing happened, he just said a fact, and she was the only one whose heart collapsed.
She couldn't even tell whether his words were intentional or unintentional.
However, in the next few days, she understood that he meant it because he no longer had any personal contact with her, and did not even look at her again, acting extremely indifferent.
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the cooking class was preparing New Year's goods, killing pigs and sheep. The class leader was going to the city to do some shopping, so he called her from the building outside the family's courtyard:
"Xiao Ning, come back, do you want to go to the city with us?"
When she came back this time, except for eating in the cafeteria for three meals, she spent the rest of the time hiding upstairs in the family courtyard.