Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 81 Stand Next to Me

On the third day of military training, Xiao Yunqing began to suspect that Instructor Xu had signed a contract with the sun.

Every afternoon at 2:30, the hottest time of the day, he would appear on the playground on time, standing straight, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, shouting "Attention!" "At ease!" "Right dress!", his voice more scorching than the sun.

The people in the queue were wilted by the sun, their camouflage uniforms soaked with sweat on the backs, some had pale lips, some were trembling, and some had unfocused eyes.

Xiao Yunqing stood at the very front of the line. As the class monitor, she stood there for more than twice as long as the others.

Arrive early for assembly and leave late for dismissal. When Instructor Xu shouts "Squad leader, step forward!" she must run out, and when he shouts "Squad leader, return to the ranks!" she must run back.

Back and forth, like a rabbit being walked in the sun.

At lunchtime, she sat opposite Song Huan and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Song Huan, am I too dark-skinned?"

Song Huan was eating when she looked up at her.

My face is a little redder than a few days ago, and there's a small patch of tanned skin on the tip of my nose, but overall it's okay. People with fair skin don't get tanned easily; at most, they'll just be red for a couple of days and then their skin will return to its original color.

"no."

"Look, look closely." Xiao Yunqing pointed to her cheeks, "Here, here, and here, they're all black."

Song Huan put down her chopsticks and leaned closer, feigning suspicion.

He looked left and right, his brows furrowed, his expression as serious as if he were appraising an antique.

Xiao Yunqing felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, but she didn't look away and tilted her head up to let him look at her.

"Yes, a little, and your hands look tanned too."

Song Huan reached out and took her left hand.

The movements were very gentle, as if handling a fragile item.

He turned her hand over, looked at the back of her hand, then turned it back over and looked at her palm.

He gently rubbed his fingers against her palm, then held them in his hand and examined them for a long time.

"Hmm, it seems like I've gotten a tan."

Xiao Yunqing nodded, her tone tinged with grievance, "Right? I've gotten so much tanned."

After saying that, she suddenly realized what she had said.

Song Huan held her wrist, placed his fingers on her pulse point, and gently rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand.

Her hand was completely enveloped in his palm; it was small and white, highlighting the distinct knuckles of his fingers.

Her face turned red starting from her neck and burning all the way to the tips of her ears.

"Song Huan!"

She pulled her hand back so abruptly that she almost knocked over the soup bowl on the table.

Song Huan leaned back in her chair, her eyes filled with guilt at being caught, but she still maintained a composed expression.

"What are you doing? I'm just checking on your skin."

Xiao Yunqing glared at him for several seconds, then hid her hands under the table and clenched them into fists.

Her heart was beating so fast that she thought she might have heatstroke.

"You pervert!" She stood up, picked up her plate, turned and walked away, her ponytail swinging and hitting his face.

Song Huan sat there, watching her huffing and puffing back, and laughed.

He lowered his head and continued eating, taking a couple of bites before laughing again.

So soft...

At 2:30 pm, the sun was high in the sky, and there wasn't a single shadow on the playground.

Instructor Xu stood at the front of the formation, his hands behind his back, his expression as serious as if he were conducting a military parade.

He had been speaking for almost twenty minutes, from the essentials of standing at attention to the rhythm of marching, from the rhythm of marching to the standards of housekeeping, and from the standards of housekeeping to life ideals.

The people in the queue stood ramrod straight, but their eyes were already starting to wander.

Zhao Qihang's legs were trembling, and Lu Ciyuan dared not bite his fingers anymore, biting his lip.

Chen Xu stood at the front of the first row, his face flushed red from the sun, sweat dripping from his forehead and clinging to his eyelashes. He blinked, and a bead of sweat fell to the ground, creating a small dent.

Xiao Yunqing stood at the front of the line, closest to Instructor Xu.

The sun shone directly on her face, unblocked by the brim of her hat or sunscreen.

Her face was flushed, her forehead was covered in sweat, stray hairs clung to her face, her lips were pursed, and her eyes were fixed straight ahead, but her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

Instructor Xu finally finished speaking, nodded, and said, "Squad leader, return to your unit."

Xiao Yunqing responded with a "Yes" and turned to walk into the queue.

My steps were steady, but when I got to the second row, I tripped and swayed, but I regained my balance.

Song Huan could see everything clearly from the boys' group, and her heart immediately skipped a beat.

He didn't say anything, but turned his head and winked at Chen Xu, who was at the front of his group: "Brother, let's switch positions."

Chen Xu was a big, simple-minded guy, and after a long pause, he asked, "Why? The instructor said I'm at the front of the line and can't move."

Song Huan gently nudged his shoulder, playing the emotional card: "My cousin wants to be closer to me, and you don't want her to think that I'm an unreliable cousin and leave a bad impression on her, right? You know what will happen if she tells my mom."

Chen Xu was simple-minded and easily fooled. He followed Song Huan's gaze to Xiao Yunqing, who was walking towards the boys' group. He swallowed hard and moved aside without saying a word.

Song Huan chuckled to himself.

Xiao Yunqing continued walking forward, reaching the row of boys, and prepared to stand on the outermost side of the line.

According to the formation of the queue, there are three rows for girls and three rows for boys, but there are fewer girls, so the extra girls will fill the positions at the front of the boys' row.

Without a doubt, Xiao Yunqing was the only one who was extra among the girls.

Xiao Yunqing was also the class monitor, so every time she returned to the team, she had to fill in for the boys.

But the guy next to her in front of the line was a boy she didn't know and didn't really want to be next to him, so she would always step half a step away to keep a safe distance.

But when she reached the front of the line today, she caught a glimpse of the people standing next to her and paused for a moment.

Song Huan stood there and smiled at her.

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then her mood inexplicably improved, and her foot unconsciously stepped over.

She walked over to him, stood still, and rested her shoulder against his arm.

The sunlight shone down from above, and her shadow shrank into a tiny ball, pressed under her feet.

But after standing next to Song Huan, she suddenly realized that half of the sunlight on her body had disappeared.

Song Huan was half a head taller than her and had broader shoulders. Standing next to her, he was like a wall, completely blocking the western sunlight.

Her shadow and his shadow overlapped, making it impossible to tell them apart.

Xiao Yunqing stood in the shadows, and the heat emanating from her body slowly dissipated.

She glanced at him sideways. Song Huan was looking straight ahead, his expression serious, and he stood ramrod straight.

But he tilted his shoulder slightly toward her, not much, but enough to block out more of the sunlight.

She looked away, staring straight ahead, and a slight smile played on her lips.

"Next time you come to my place, I'll shield you from the sun."

Song Huan's voice was very soft, leaking from the corner of her mouth, so low that only she could hear it.

Xiao Yunqing didn't look at him, but gently touched his arm with her shoulder, and said in a very soft voice, "Okay."

Instructor Xu shouted "Attention!" and everyone in the line stood with their heels together, making a unified sound.

Song Huan stood up straighter and tilted her shoulder a little more towards her.

Standing in the shade he had created, Xiao Yunqing felt that the three o'clock afternoon sun didn't seem so harsh anymore.

[very nice……]