Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Wesley hopped in his car after leaving the Ji family's house. But he didn't start the engine. He whipped his phone out and tapped on a WeChat dialog box. He scrolled down the chat log to find messages from six months ago. The last message was Blair asking him to book the flight ticket.

He then tapped on her WeChat Moments. He found a new post from yesterday. It was all in English. Wesley read it carefully. She wrote, "Someone says, if you dream of a person you haven't seen in a long time, then he's erasing you from his memory. Someone says, if you dream of the same person three times, it means that everything between you and that person is ending. I saw the guy in my dream. Did he forget me? And I dreamed of him three times. So it's over, right?"

He saw that Talbot left a comment a few minutes ago. "What do you mean?" he wrote.

Wesley sat in the driver's seat, patiently waiting for Blair's reply to Talbot's comment. A few minutes later, she replied in Chinese, "I meant I was sleepy. Time for bed."

Wesley sighed. He wanted to post a comment, but didn't know what to say.

Blair rarely updated her Moments. But compared to Wesley, who never posted anything, she was an active user.

After scrolling through her posts, Wesley locked his phone and rested his head on the steering wheel, deep in thought.

He hadn't seen Blair in over six months. However, he felt like the girl had sown a seed in his heart, and it began to sprout, blooming and growing minute by minute. Her kiss, the soft touch of her hand, and her incredible beauty in that wedding gown haunted his mind every day. He couldn't shake off these thoughts.

Her words always rang in the back of his mind. "I'm your new neighbor. I may have to bug you more..." "Will you stay with me and let your feelings for me grow..."

As soon as Wesley returned to his platoon, he went to the dormitory to find Talbot. At that time, there was a crowd of soldiers around Talbot, all staring at what was on his phone. They were so engrossed they didn't notice Wesley had come in.

They were gossiping. "I bet our leader's sitting in a corner somewhere, reading Blair's post."

"Probably. My brother told me one thing. He saw our leader's phone one time. He didn't lock it in time. Guess what was on his screen? Blair's WeChat Moments!"

since he turned her down, he's gotten meaner, and

say no? If he liked her... Proposing in public wearing a wedding gown? Bold move. Really, if I were her, I'd hate him

what's it to you, huh? Mind

one of them asking, so he answered,

first to recognize the voice. He nervously tugged at the

reality and turned around simultaneously. 'Oh, crap!' They were all startled and leaped up from their chairs.

It's break time now," another soldier said. He meant to say that they had

eyes over the soldiers. He ordered them, "Two hundred push-ups now, all of you. Never mention her name again. If I

decided against it—they'd probably get worse. Left with no choice, they lined up in a row, dropped to the floor to assume the correct

to thirteen when Wesley suddenly took off his

all stopped complaining.

was now feeling extremely gloomy after a phone call from her maternal grandpa—Gilbert Ji. She had planned to pick up some part-time jobs in England during the holidays. But her grandpa had already booked a flight ticket for her, haranguing her until she agreed

up. Blair had told Miller her ETA beforehand. But her fiance wasn't around now. He had

He held a bouquet of lilies in his hand. When they reached each other,

bouquet to her and then took the suitcase

fragrance

her from head to toe and praised, "Wow, you're even hotter than before you

laughed. "You're wrong. I was lazy. I had tons

tapped her forehead. "I know you like to slack off. Lucky you're so smart. Otherwise you would've flunked

the exit of