Looking at the unchanging bad smile on his face, I felt confused. What kind of man was Ye Zhengchen? Was he the playboy in a sports car, the medical student in a pure white coat, or the aloof staff officer in military uniform?
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I realize I need to get to know you again.”
“Aren’t you always familiar with me?”
I sat up straight and asked seriously, “Is Ye Zhengchen your real name?”
“Yes, but all my files before college graduation were under a different name.”
“Are you twenty-nine?”
“Thirty. I trained at the Command Academy for over a year after graduating college.” His age was also fake.
“What are your hobbies? Surely not racing and picking up girls?”
“Can saving lives be considered a hobby?”
“Hypocrite!” I didn’t believe he was that noble.
He thought carefully. “Shooting.”
“You can shoot?” I suddenly became excited.
“Shooting is simple. I’ll teach you when we have time.”
“Great!”
“Any more questions?”
I couldn’t resist. “What was your first love like?”
“I’m a bit tired.” He pressed his wound, lay back, and closed his eyes.
“You haven’t answered me…”
He turned away, silent. The more he avoided, the more curious I became. “Tell me, I won’t mind. I just want to know you better.”
He opened his eyes, unfocused. “Do you believe in fate? I do! One dawn, I came out of the lab and saw her in a white coat, sitting in front of a microscope, deep in thought. Her hair was tied up, with a strand falling beside her face. I wanted to ask her: What are you thinking? Why marry a soldier? Why study medicine? Why come to Japan? Why join Fujii’s research team? Isn’t everything predestined?”
I was shocked and speechless. “Senior, I’m not your first woman, am I?”
“I seem to have a slight fever. Get me some medicine from the drawer.”
I went to pour hot water and found medicine to feed him. Whether I was his first woman didn’t matter. What mattered was that I believed in fate, that destiny would arrange the right person for us, destined to meet, to fall in love, for a lifetime.
