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Gu Nanfeng: ” …That day, I heard you talking about the combat deployment all the way, and only caught the part where you mentioned a high-level guide had arrived.”

Superior: “I followed up by saying that this high-level guide might belong to you in the future.”

This development left him confused.

Superior continued: “Lieutenant Qiao came specifically for you. Otherwise, why would a high-level guide come to the front line and ask for you to be his sentinel?”

Gu Nanfeng: ??? Wasn’t it for the mission?

The superior looked at him like he was an idiot: “Didn’t you two do a mental marking? What were you doing during that time?”

Gu Nanfeng: …

Gu Nanfeng recalled the period of marking. Other than the mission, there was no time to think about anything else. Whenever they weren’t arguing, they didn’t even see each other. Actually, every time he avoided meeting, the little bat would show up. Suddenly, he remembered how the little bat looked weak and listless during the last few days.

Gu Nanfeng panicked.

The superior was also surprised: “I even thought you two were flirting during the marking process, so I had written a report in advance, ready to send you off. But then you both broke the marking, and Lieutenant Qiao left.”

Gu Nanfeng: “…”

Superior: “I thought you didn’t want to join the independent regiment, and I was planning to convince you. But it seems like you just don’t want to bond with Lieutenant Qiao? I have to ask, what’s the situation? An 80% compatibility, and he’s a high-level guide—what’s not to like?”

Gu Nanfeng: “Wait, what did you say, 80%?”

Superior: “Lieutenant Qiao’s compatibility with you is over 80%, and you couldn’t sense it?”

Gu Nanfeng was stunned. He had always resisted Si Yu so how would he know about their mental compatibility? The only time the Si Yu’s pheromones triggered him, he suppressed it.

Gu Nanfeng was frustrated: How was he supposed to know about this match?! No one told him!

The superior looked at him suspiciously: “The matching system shows that you and Lieutenant Qiao were matched six years ago.”

In an instant, Gu Nanfeng’s body moved before his brain.

He nearly tripped getting up from the chair and dashed out of the superior’s office, running towards the guide’s dormitory.

Six years ago, He idolized the Marshal and wanted to join the army. His family was in business, and everyone opposed him going to the battlefield. Seeing how determined he was, they took matters into their own hands and arranged a match for him, hoping a high-compatibility guide would calm him down.

As it turned out, they really found one, with a rare 80% match. But the guide was just starting university and was an orphan from a remote planet, which took half a month to reach.

At that time, He had only one goal in mind: to serve under his idol, the Marshal. When he heard the family’s plan, he ran away from home.

He was gone for six years.

He had long forgotten the guide’s name.

While running towards the guide’s dormitory, He called his family. It had been too long since he last contacted them. Hearing his sister’s voice, he felt complicated but still asked, “Sis, what was the guide’s name back then?”

Sister: “Oh, so you’ve met Si Yu? Qiao Si Yu, Lieutenant Qiao.”

He cursed under his breath and hung up the phone.

He had met him, but their first impression wasn’t great. He couldn’t even remember what was said that day, but it was probably nothing good, or else he wouldn’t have been beaten up by Si Yu.

Gu Nanfeng arrived at Si Yu’s dormitory and pushed open the door. The room was empty.

On the day of his return to the team, most people were in training, and Si Yu quietly packed his things and returned to the dormitory.

The room hadn’t been used in a while, and it smelled musty. Si Yu let the bat out to catch some spiders and bugs while he went to the bathroom to get a towel and started cleaning.

When wiping the table, he saw a notebook. Opening the cover, he found it full of clippings and reports about Gu Nanfeng from the past few years.

Six years’ worth.

From his time at military academy to when he joined the 3rd Army’s Vanguard Camp, along with some rumors in neat handwriting.

For example, he admired the Marshal and aimed to one day join the Marshal’s independent regiment.

He liked guides who could fight alongside him.

His Cougar liked having its backside petted.

Si Yu found a metal basin, borrowed some engine oil from logistics, tossed the diary and notebook in, and set it all on fire.

It all burned.

He squatted in front of the fire expressionlessly, using a stick to poke the paper to make the fire burn more thoroughly.

The little bat clung to his back, trying to hug him with its wings.

Afterward, Si Yu continued training as usual.

A few days later, a sentinel told him that a new comrade named Gu Nanfeng was joining the regiment.

Sentinel: I heard he’s pretty famous in the 3rd Army’s Vanguard Camp. He’s arriving this afternoon, and everyone’s eager to see what he’s got.

Si Yu was helping the sentinel with mental guidance. His mental tendrils were attached to the sentinel’s mental barrier, and suddenly he remembered what Gu Nanfeng had said the first time they met—about trying it out in bed.

Sentinel: Lieutenant Qiao? What’s wrong?

Si Yu realized his mental tendrils had begun slapping against the sentinel’s mental barrier. “Sorry, I got distracted.”

He wasn’t surprised Gu Nanfeng would join the independent regiment since he admired the Marshal so much.

But whether he would join the regiment with him or find another guide afterward, Si Yu already knew the answer, so he hadn’t even bothered trying to fight for it.

After all, Gu Nanfeng hadn’t liked him from the very beginning, so why embarrass himself?

Before going to the front lines, he had communicated with the Gu family, and Gu’s sister advised him not to go. She said that with Gu Nanfeng’s personality, anything arranged by the family would be rejected outright. He had followed Gu Nanfeng’s progress for years and was prepared for his attitude.

He had thought that if he became an outstanding high-level guide, Gu Nanfeng might change his mind and accept him.

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