Shen Tang returned to the military compound with doubts in her mind.

There were no proper facilities for showering in the disaster area, and Shen Tang felt sticky all over, so she carried the basin to the bathroom.

Zhao Wenjing had just come out of the bathroom, her hair still wet. Seeing Shen Tang, she grabbed her arm and whispered:

Did you know? Yang Xinyue has left the performing arts troupe.

"Mm," Shen Tang nodded in response.

Everyone makes different choices. In Yang Xinyue's case, if she had simply explained the situation and applied to marry Lu Jingshen, she would have at most received a disciplinary action and could have continued to stay in the performing arts troupe. However, she chose to withdraw voluntarily.

"Sigh, it's only because Yang Xinyue's family is well-off that she doesn't care about this performing arts troupe," Zhao Wenjing said, pursing her lips.

"Other people's business is none of our concern. Just live your own life." Shen Tang carried the basin and was about to walk inside.

Zhao Wenjing grabbed her arm and whispered, "What about you and Huo Xiuyuan? When are you getting married?"

Shen Tang lowered her eyes, recalling Huo Xiuyuan's words that he would apply for marriage upon his return, and smiled, saying:

"I don't know."

"Hmph, some people are so eager to curry favor, but in the end they might end up with nothing."

Li Meihua walked up from behind and said in a sour tone.

"What did you say?" Zhao Wenjing asked, frowning.

"Didn't they say anything?" Li Meihua walked forward carrying the basin.

Zhao Wenjing was about to step forward to argue, but Shen Tang stopped her, saying, "Forget it, why bother arguing with someone like that?"

Zhao Wenjing calmed down and said, "That's true. When the time comes, you and Huo Xiuyuan will put your marriage certificate together and see what she has to say then."

"Alright, just don't tell anyone," Shen Tang instructed.

"I know," Zhao Wenjing said with a smile.

"I'm going to take a shower." Shen Tang carried the basin into the bathroom.

Zhao Wenjing was walking towards her dormitory when she ran into Ji Huaizhou and Zhang Dawei.

Zhao Wenjing's face flushed instantly. Zhang Dawei saw her and waved to her.

"Zhao Wenjing".

Zhao Wenjing stopped and smiled, "Hello."

Zhao Dawei looked at Zhao Wenjing and said, "Hey? With your hair down, you actually look a bit like a woman."

"Who are you calling unwomanly?" Zhao Wenjing said, displeased.

"I didn't say you weren't womanly, just that you weren't very womanly," Zhang Dawei said with a smile.

"Zhang Dawei, are you looking for a fight?"

Zhao Wenjing raised her hand to hit Zhang Dawei, but Zhang Dawei grabbed Ji Huaizhou and hid behind him. Zhao Wenjing turned around and chased after him, but Zhang Dawei hid in front of her again.

"Zhang Dawei, you stop right there!" Zhao Wenjing put the basin on the ground, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to go up and beat him.

Zhang Dawei quickly dodged and hid behind Ji Huaizhou again. Zhao Wenjing stretched out her long arm and grabbed his sleeve, but he pulled her forward.

"oops--"

Zhao Wenjing cried out in surprise and bumped into Ji Huaizhou's arms. Ji Huaizhou frowned and pushed Zhao Wenjing aside.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Huaizhou took a big step back, patted the clothes that Zhao Wenjing had touched, and his tone was full of anger and disgust.

Zhao Wenjing stood there, staring at him, her eyes beginning to redden.

Ji Huaizhou glanced at her and realized he had gone too far. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to speak.

Zhao Wenjing spoke first, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Dawei shoved Ji Huaizhou. "Hey Ji Huaizhou, aren't you being too petty? It was just a bump, is it really that big of a deal?"

"You two can fight all you want, but why are you coming here?" Ji Huaizhou turned and left.

"Ji Huaizhou!" Zhang Dawei roared angrily.

"What the hell!" He turned to Zhao Wenjing. "Zhao Wenjing, you, you're crying?"

"I didn't," Zhao Wenjing wiped her eyes, picked up the basin, and was about to leave.

"Hey—wait a minute," Zhang Dawei stopped her, "Go ahead and hit me! It's all my fault for being so mean."

"Yes, it's all your fault! You're so cheeky, so clumsy, and so stubborn! Of all the places to run to, you had to run right up to him!"

As Zhao Wenjing spoke, she started to cry. "She even looked down on me. Am I dirty? I just took a shower."

"No, you're not dirty. What's dirty about you? It's that Ji Huaizhou who's the problem," Zhang Dawei said.

"Don't be angry." Zhang Dawei tugged at Zhao Wenjing's sleeve.

Zhao Wenjing rolled her eyes and tilted her head to one side.

Zhang Dawei took something out of his pocket, gritted his teeth, and stuffed it into her hand.

"This is for you." Zhang Dawei lowered his head, then secretly glanced at her expression.

"What is this?" Zhao Wenjing looked at the object in her hand. "Lipstick?"

Zhao Wenjing thought for a moment, then frowned, put her hands on her hips, and said:

"Well, Zhang Dawei, you just said I lack femininity, and now you've pulled out this thing. Are you serious?"

"No, I... I just wanted to give you something," Zhang Dawei quickly explained.

Zhao Wenjing persisted, "Why did you give me this? Did you do something to wrong me and now you feel guilty?"

"Zhao Wenjing, I like you," Zhang Dawei suddenly said.

The air suddenly went silent. Zhang Wenjing stared at him, stunned. "What did you say?"

Zhang Dawei said seriously, "I like you. Actually, I bought this lipstick a long time ago, but I never dared to give it to you. I missed you so much while you were in the disaster area. Not seeing you made my heart ache. Every time I lay down at night, all I could think about was you..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Wenjing interrupted him, picking up the basin and quickly walking forward. "Are you crazy?!"

She walked into the dormitory in one breath, put down the basin, and was still clutching the lipstick in her hand.

Does he like her? Zhang Dawei likes her.

Zhao Wenjing frowned. What did he like about her? When they were together, they were either arguing or fighting.

When we first became partners, we almost broke up.

"This guy deserves to be tortured, doesn't he?" Zhao Wenjing muttered.

"Who are you talking about?" Shen Tang heard Zhao Wenjing say this as soon as she entered the dormitory after taking a shower.

When Zhao Wenjing saw Shen Tang come in, she quickly whispered in her ear, "Zhang Dawei gave me something."

"What?" Shen Tang asked in confusion.

Zhao Wenjing opened her palm, and Shen Tang's eyes lit up when she saw the lipstick in it.

"Does he like you?"

Zhou Wenjing frowned. "He confessed his feelings to me."

"That's a good thing," Shen Tang said with a smile.

"Oh, what good news? I don't like him at all."

"You like Ji Huaizhou?"

Zhao Wenjing rolled her eyes. "I don't like it!"

She leaned closer to Shen Tang and whispered, "You have no idea what kind of person he is, acting like he's so high and mighty. I just touched him, and he acts like I'm a fly. When have I, Zhao Wenjing, ever been treated like this? Get lost!"

Shen Tang couldn't help but laugh as she listened to her words, "You're right, being too eager isn't a good deal."

Zhao Wenjing looked at the lipstick in her hand. "No, I have to return it to him tomorrow."

Just as Shen Tang was about to speak, there was a knock on the dormitory door, and a female member of the group stood in the doorway and said:

"Shen Tang, Commander Zhang wants to see you in his office right now."

"Okay, sure," Shen Tang replied.

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