A heartthrob? Here you go!

The communicator vibrated suddenly. The cold and handsome young man was looking into the distance. He turned around and was about to respond, but when he heard the communication ringtone, he paused and lowered his head.

In the vast expanse of silver-white desert, there are countless bullet remnants on the white sand, interspersed with shell patches of various shells. On the originally silent battlefield filled with smoke of battle, the ringing of bells echoes endlessly.

“Beep, beep, beep—the senior is here to report! The senior is here to report!”

The adjutant at the side was stunned for a moment, then his eyes moved downwards.

Why is the reminder ringtone of such a cold and unapproachable deputy commander so strange?

Senior? Who is it?

Although he was confused, he politely withdrew his gaze and looked up at the deputy commander's face.

The moment he saw that cold and handsome face, he was stunned again.

Why did you suddenly become so gentle?

Zhang Daoqing raised his hand to wave away the people around him, held up the communicator, and was about to click the connection button on the light screen when he saw the face reflected on the screen and his movements froze for a moment.

He pursed his lips, looked up and around, quickly selected a location with the best light, and then, ignoring the extremely low temperature on the frontier, took off his dirty military jacket and wore only a thin long-sleeved shirt.

After getting everything ready, he clicked the call.

As soon as the communication was connected, a calm and cold voice sounded immediately:

"Senior."

On the light screen, the still handsome young man appeared on the light screen.

She has narrow eyebrows, a high nose bridge, bright red lips, and a cold white complexion. She is as cold and beautiful as ever.

There is a silver crescent moon above his head and endless white desert behind him. In this white world, the only color is the bright and plump lips on Zhang Daoqing's face, like a rose in the snow.

Facing Yu Ge, his sharp and fierce aura completely dissipated, and the cold and murderous aura forged on the battlefield was also completely restrained.

In front of Yu Ge, he just wanted to be the original and pure Daoqing.

"Daoqing, long time no see." Zhang Daoqing couldn't help but tremble in his heart as he looked at Yu Ge, whose childishness had faded away and whose appearance had become mature and confident.

Senior Yu looks very tired.

His thoughts scattered for a moment, and then immediately focused on the light screen. He responded subconsciously: "I'm here! Senior sister, long time no see."

After he finished speaking, he paused, his eyes dimmed for a moment.

It has been a long time since we last met. When we parted, Senior Song was still Senior Sister’s boyfriend and Senior Sister was still an assistant professor in the university.

Now, everything has changed.

"Congratulations, senior, for taking the seat of councillor."

Although this position is also due to his contribution.

He had finally struggled to escape from the brink of death, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to call his father, asking him to go back immediately, attend the regular meeting, and vote for Yu Ge.

Only after receiving his father's consent and follow-up news did he feel at ease to recuperate.

Zhang Daoqing's eyes were gentle, and he did not mention the effort he had put in at all.

After recovering from my illness, I had to deal with the backlog of military affairs. I finally found some time, a time to meet with my senior, and wanted to see her to congratulate her, so I called her.

Even though the senior’s fiancé was Fang Chi, it was still Senior Song who answered the call that time.

That time, a gentle and beautiful young man appeared in her light screen, and said with a gentle smile: "Daoqing, Xiaoyu is resting. She has a lot of things to do now. Don't disturb her often."

After that, Zhang Daoqing no longer dared to take the initiative to make calls.

"Thank you, but I have something to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you now?" Yu Ge rubbed his brows.

When dealing with Zhang Daoqing, Yu Ge was always direct and didn't say polite words. She herself had never realized that she completely trusted Zhang Daoqing.

"You say." Zhang Daoqing's eyes lingered on the light screen. Seeing the fatigue between her brows, his heart tightened.

What happened to Senior Song? What happened to Fang Chi?

Why does the senior sister look so tired?

Yu Ge was about to speak when her eyes focused on Zhang Daoqing's collarbone and she pursed her lips.

Zhang Daoqing saw her gaze and looked down, but found nothing unusual. He was a little confused: "Senior sister?"

Yu Ge sighed: "Put on your coat."

"If I remember correctly, you should be in good health and don't catch a cold," Yu Ge paused and said, "I will be worried."

Zhang Daoqing's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again as if he had thought of something, and said bitterly, "Did Senior Song tell Senior Sister that?"

"What's the matter with Song Jingshen?" Yu Ge asked in surprise, "I know you were injured, so I asked someone to send the latest treatment fluid to you. How do you feel now?"

Zhang Daoqing was a little surprised: "It's Song——" as soon as he blurted out, he understood instantly.

It was Senior Song who was secretly instigating again.

Leng Yu's eyebrows softened instantly, and his ears blushed slightly: "It doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with Senior Song. So the healing fluid was given to me by Senior Sister?"

So, this was the second time that the senior saved him.

A warm current surges in my heart, and love bubbles out, wanting to leak out from every look and every breath.

Zhang Daoqing frowned slightly, restrained himself, and said slowly: "Thank you, senior sister."

I really want to pledge myself to you.

Yu Ge shook his head and urged, "Put on your coat quickly."

Zhang Daoqing resisted: "It's dirty."