Chapter 1089: Fate is wrong

Since actively participating in the war, Jin Siqi's personality has become much more cheerful. Although her performance on the battlefield cannot be regarded as outstanding, at least one thing can be done with all her heart. She is no longer the dispensable soldier, but a soldier who truly maintains the overall situation of victory and defeat... Such a leap in value has made her feel unprecedented satisfaction.

If she encounters difficulties, as long as she speaks, she will get enthusiastic help from everyone. For example, the last time Ren Jianfei taught her to practice swords, and for example, those logistics soldiers who searched for ancient books with Meng Zhao would occasionally call her a few sister-in-law. At dinner time, she could also make a few jokes with Qiao Xiying and Yan Xuemeng. Girls are always the easiest to get familiar with each other, and they would make a fuss.

Although Jiang Caini still has the same condescending attitude towards her, since she is not the only one in her world, why should she be self-deprecating because of her contempt for herself?

After leaving the battlefield and returning to Jicheng, if she was in the usual situation, she would always lower her head and walk quickly through the crowd, trying to minimize her presence. But now, she can generously say hello to the people walking by. Every time she receives a pleasant response, she can always greatly enhance her self-confidence.

She began to feel that other people were not that scary, and she was not that humble.

But when she saw her come back today, Meng Zhao's reaction was obviously cold. When she was joking with other boys, she noticed the strange atmosphere. After she exchanged greetings, she made a special trip to him. He deliberately twisted his head and tried to shy his face.

This was unprecedented. Jin Siqi was puzzled and her rare good mood also fell down. She sat down beside him and asked tentatively: "Meng Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Zhao suddenly turned around, swept away her previous coldness, and tightly held her hand: "Siqi, promise me, don't go to the battlefield again, okay?"

Jin Siqi looked at him in confusion: "Why...I look like I am on the battlefield...Isn't it good-looking?"

Meng Zhao shook his head loudly: "No, it looks good, very beautiful! But it's because it looks so good..." His voice became lighter and lighter, and he lowered his head in frustration: "I always feel that you are getting further and further away from me..."

"You can already go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. There are many people in the team who praise you, but I can only do logistics here. Compared to you, I don't seem to have made any progress..."

Meng Zhao had endured these words for many days.

In the past, Jin Siqi was a quiet and introverted girl. She didn't have many friends, and she was the only one in her world, so she could only revolve around herself everywhere. It was precisely this intimate relationship that made Meng Zhao feel that she was her girlfriend and that she could have a sense of security that "she belongs only to herself".

But now, Jin Siqi is becoming more and more popular. She spends less time with her, and her smile no longer only blooms to herself. Meng Zhao can always see that she is in harmony with the logistics soldiers of her group. It is like she has become a "popular lover". So what about herself, will she still care about herself?

"My mother said, don't look for someone who is too capable when looking for a wife." Meng Zhao said depressedly, "Because if her ability is too much better than you, she will look down on you, and then she will dump you..."

"Siqi, do you look down on me?" He raised his head anxiously, "I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I'm just too afraid of losing you, I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you..."

Listening to his series of inner monologues, Jin Siqi was shocked and helpless for a moment.

"Meng Zhao, why do you think so? Of course you won't be worthy of me, it's because I've always been worried that I can't be worthy of you!"

"So, I know that you want to go to the battlefield, so I will try my best to seize this opportunity. I just want to be closer to you..." Her face became redder and redder. This was the first time she had expressed her feelings to a boy like this.

Meng Zhao suddenly became excited: "Really? Siqi? Are you really going to the battlefield because of me?"

"Of course it's true!" Jin Siqi didn't care about attracting the attention of others, and held his hand and stared at him seriously.

"Meng Zhao, don't live so cautiously anymore, okay? Maybe our strength is indeed not as good as them now, but in the team, there must be things we can do! As long as we insist on doing our own things well, others will definitely affirm the meaning of our existence in the future!"

She really didn't expect that Meng Zhao would treat herself as the sun, which made her both ashamed and moved.

In fact, Meng Zhaocai has always been her sun, bringing her out of the boundless dark sun!

Even though she is much better than before, Meng Zhao is always unique in her heart. After all, without his encouragement and help, she would not have been able to be who she is today.

If you abandon the person who was walking with you after you cross the quagmire, wouldn’t it be like destroying the bridge across the river?

In the past, she had always been worried that she would not be worthy of Meng Zhao, so she worked hard to change. Finally, now this much better self has the courage to stand by Meng Zhao.

She is finally qualified to hold on to her own happiness.

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On the battlefield the next day, the soldiers of Group B left the city gate and a dramatic scene appeared.

Although Ren Jianfei sat on the back of the horse, he couldn't stop giggling. It was precisely because of this that he tilted the reins of the horse several times, causing the horse to fall.

Ling Yaoqing was full of contempt and mocked him several times, "What are you smoking?" Ren Jianfei did not answer, but still smiled foolishly on his own.

Ling Yaoqing only felt unable to communicate with him, and had no intention of wasting time. She raised the whip and took the lead in fighting.

Ren Jianfei, who was thrown away from afar, still couldn't help but smile while stroking the war horse's hair. He almost made the people in Group B worry whether he suddenly became crazy and whether he should find someone to replace him before the battle began.

What no one knows is that before Ren Jianfei left, he had such a conversation with Shen Antong—

"Oh, are you girls' thoughts so hard to guess?" Ren Jianfei was still worried at that time, "I was chatting and laughing with you a moment ago, but I will lose my temper with you the next moment?"

After he explained the causes and consequences, Shen Antong sighed helplessly.

"You want to be 'involved'."

"Tell you this way. She got angry after seeing you teach Jin Siqi to practice swords. She wasn't so angry, including you and Kiss before. What does this mean?"

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The gentleman saw it, but thought that he was the young master of the sect and was inconvenient to punish him too much, so he could only sigh and shake his head, and continue to use his unique hypnotic voice to explain the next formula to everyone.

Although Ren Jianfei lives a very comfortable life, every time he gets sent out the exam papers in class, it’s his “good day”.

Among the last few teams, he always stands on the list. He is inevitably beaten hard by the sect leader with a whip.

This time, his score hit a new low, with a dazzling 30 points clearly remaining on the test paper.

Even the teacher didn't seem to have thought that he could teach such a student who knew nothing. He was emotional many times when correcting, and the tip of the pen frequently pierced the back of the paper.

The art of formations was completely defeated!

Gradually, rumors began to appear in the sect, "The young master of the sect leader's family is not as good as that of the outer disciples."

Ren Jianfei naturally heard these rumors. But he never cared about it. He still held a straw pole in his mouth and swayed leisurely around every day.

In his opinion, the only way to success is not to refine one weapon. Why can’t you burn the weapon embryo properly be a waste? Yesterday he spent an afternoon finding a shortcut for moving for the ants. Can other disciples do it?

If he was in another sect, such "waste second-generation ancestor" would inevitably be bullied by his fellow disciples. But perhaps because Ren Jianfei is cheerful, even if he is sarcastic, he always laughs it off. If there is anything delicious and fun, he is never stingy and has a good relationship with his disciples.

At first, Ren Jianfei had to study with other disciples because he lived in this environment, but when he was scolded by his father and the elders of the teaching because of his poor grades, he finally couldn't help but resist.

"What did you say? Don't you want to refine weapons?" Hearing this, the Sect Master of Jianyao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him.

Ren Jianfei was very honest and said: "Everyone has their own ambitions. My hobbies are really not here. Even if I can continue to learn, my achievements will definitely be limited in the future. Wouldn't that be a sign of our Jian Kiln sect?"

"You..." The Sect Master of Jianyao gasped for a few big breaths, "Okay, then let's talk about it, what is your hobby?"

As soon as he talked about this, Ren Jianfei immediately became excited: "Traveling around the mountains and rivers! I have had a goal since I was a child. I want to visit famous mountains and rivers, recite poems and paint, and be an excellent traveler!"

Seeing his son's smiling face that "does not recognize the taste of sorrow", the Sect Master of Jianyao was furious: "You really want to make me angry! What is your hobby? You are completely unemployed! Without a skill, where will your money come from in the future? What do you eat and drink?"

Ren Jianfei was even more justified: "Why must hobbies be associated with making money? If you like to do something, just because it can make money, can it still be called a hobby? Why don't you just say it's 'love of money'? For example, Dad, you like refining weapons so much, is it because refining weapons can make money?"

The leader of Jianyao was speechless by him, so he could only beat his chest and stamp his feet repeatedly, lamenting how he gave birth to such a "bad son". When he was angry, Ren Jianfei had already swaggered out and continued to live his happy life.
Chapter completed!