Super Soldier in the City

The beautiful wind chime hung in front of Li Yifei’s office window. When the breeze blew, the shells knocked against each other, making a series of pleasant chimes that lacked rhythm, and even often sounded chaotic. But to Li Yifei, it was like a beautiful piece of music, a love song of affection.

Li Yifei was very much aware that Michelle liked him, but he never expected her affection to be so persistent, so intense, and Michelle’s love never came with any expectations or demands for anything in return. She just silently gave, silently liked.

Looking at the string of wind chimes, Li Yifei let out a soft sigh. Michelle was not bad; in fact, she was very good. Out of the girls he knew, aside from Su Yiyi, Michelle was indeed the most suitable to be a wife. But at present, he didn’t even dare to give Su Yiyi a definitive promise, let alone want Michelle to get involved too.

"Brother Li, you don’t need to think too much. I just like doing this. By doing this, I am happy," Michelle had said to Li Yifei as she left his office after giving him the wind chimes. This lovely girl, when she fell in love, gave her all and expected nothing in return.

There was a knock on the door, and Li Yifei invited the visitor in with a word. As he turned around, He Fangqing pushed the door and entered. The sound of the wind chime immediately caught her attention, and she walked straight to the window, saying with a bit of amusement, "Yifei, for a man, having a string of wind chimes in the office, isn’t that a bit too girlish?"

In front of He Fangqing, Li Yifei always felt unburdened. He shook his head and sighed, "This was given to me by Michelle. She made it herself. Those shells are very hard; to make holes in them for the threads, her hands were covered in pinpricks." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

He Fangqing looked at the wind chimes again, and suddenly they seemed to take on a special significance. Turning back to Li Yifei, she said, "That really is a token of that girl’s affection. The gift may be light, but the sentiment is heavy."

Li Yifei lit a cigarette and said, "Exactly, that’s why I’m feeling uncomfortable now. I can’t be with her, and her affection is being wasted on me. Won’t I end up hurting her?"

He Fangqing sat next to Li Yifei, smiling slightly, "You still don’t understand a girl’s heart. When a girl falls in love, she often does so without looking back. And this kind of love is a form of happiness. Even if she doesn’t get anything in return, when she looks back on it later in life, it will be one of the most important colors of her life. Indeed, by rejecting her directly, you would avoid a lot of trouble, but you would also crush a girl’s fantasies and hopes for love."

Li Yifei looked at He Fangqing and said, "Since you’ve explained it so clearly, can you give me a suggestion?"