Just like three years ago, Xu Qingya, dressed in military uniform and bearing the rank of Air Force Lieutenant, dragged a heavy suitcase out of the station exit. Xu Qingya had neat, short, choppy hair, and her well-fitting Air Force spring/autumn uniform accentuated her perfect figure. Beneath the brim of her peaked cap, a pair of captivating eyes seemed to speak volumes. Below her high nose was a beautiful cherry-like mouth. Although her skin was fair and delicate, she still exuded a spirited and heroic air.
Because of the weight of her luggage, fine beads of sweat appeared on Xu Qingya's nose and temples.
Chen Yang felt his mouth dry, his heart pounding as if it would stop. He stared at Xu Qingya's figure, his hand trembling slightly in his pocket. Chen Yang's eyes followed Xu Qingya's
