After Yang Wudong left, Han Qingyu spent some time chatting with Regiment Commander Li. Perhaps fearing his emotions would get the better of him again, the regiment commander kept a deliberately serious tone as they discussed potential platoon members, in terms of both recruits and veterans. 

“What about that Dice, Wen Jifei?” Regiment Commander Li suddenly asked. “Are you planning on including him too?”

“Yeah, the platoon needs an equipment maintenance specialist, right? His time at the equipment hall would’ve prepped him for the role.”

“That’s true. While he’s at it, I’m hoping he can teach you a couple other things too.” Regiment Commander Li paused to think for a moment. “Don’t worry too much about your love life. Just write to your parents and tell them that your regiment commander promised to organize matchmaking events for you in the future.”

Han Qingyu didn’t know how to respond to that.

***

Wen Jifei noticed Han Qingyu’s gaze on him when the latter returned from talking to Regiment Commander Li.

“Don’t look at me, don’t look at me. Don’t tell me you put yourself in a difficult position because of me,” Wen Jifei said, feeling a rare moment of embarrassment at his own circumstances.

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