2687 The Mountains Are Tall And The Rivers Are Long



After spending an entire month in the laboratory, Mr. Fu looked at the date in the letter and sighed softly in his heart.

When he received his daughter's letter that was written in the middle of May, it was already the end of June. The end of June… In a few days, it would be the university entrance examination. It was time for students to study hard as success or failure would be determined through this.

While Ye Jian was waiting for Mr. Fu's letter, she strengthened her training. She still remembered that Xia Jinyuan told her that after the summer vacation, she would immediately gather with all the special forces soldiers who were going abroad for a competition to start training.

As the graduation season approached, the fourth-year students would form teams and help one or two clueless classmates carry their bags. Then, they would send them to the train station together.

Ye Jian and the rest often saw the fourth-year students taking photos of themselves. At the same time, they had already silently taken off their armbands and changed them into new ones.

When the new armband was changed, it was time to bid farewell to their alma mater.

"We're already in our second year. We'll be in our third year after that. Right on the heels of that is our fourth year… Then, we'll go our separate ways. Why is life passing so quickly now?" Xu Wen looked at the backs of the fourth-year students leaving the school. Her eyes were a little red.

Happiness and separation were the two emotions that could stir one's emotions the most. When she saw their seniors' departing backs, even Ye Jian felt depressed.

"Time goes by much faster than the three years in senior high. I feel that the three years in senior high were hard to endure. However, there are four years in university… Why does it still feel so fast? Look, we were new students last year. After today's university entrance examination, we'll become second-year students."

He Jing sighed softly, especially when the three of them walked past the fourth-year students who were hugging and crying softly over their separation. The three of them were already in low spirits.

"Why are you crying? We're men. We bleed but we don't cry. Don't cry, don't cry. Didn't you see the three bright and beautiful students looking at us?"

A fourth-year senior who had been in school for four years raised his sleeve violently and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. At the same time, he didn't forget to smile at Ye Jian and the rest.

On the other hand, a group of well-dressed students from the camp walked over in an orderly manner. One step, two steps, three steps… They walked on the asphalt road that the fourth-year students had to pass every day. But from this day onward, they might no longer get the chance to do so.

When they walked to the few fourth-year students who were hugging and stood in front of them, the leader of the students said, "Attention." The students of the camp stood at attention in an orderly manner.

"Turn right!"

Whoosh…

They turned right in an orderly manner. The line was straight.

Ye Jian suddenly realized something and immediately said to the two people beside her, "Attention! Turn right!"

The three of them moved quickly. They turned right and faced the fourth-year students who were going their separate ways.

"Salute!" The leading student shouted with a majestic aura. Then, the entire battalion, as well as Ye Jian and the other two who listened to the command, saluted the fourth-year students.

'Goodbye, fourth-year students.

'Goodbye, fourth-year seniors.

'I have seen you standing under the hot sun without moving during the military training. The instructor told us very seriously that we should be learning from you.

'We have seen you persevere through hardships. The instructor told us seriously that this is a training of willpower and you're our role models!

'I have seen you talking at night under the lights, I have seen your heroic postures on the battlefield, I have seen your laughter, and I have seen your bitterness. Now that we're parting, the mountains are tall and the rivers are far. I'll let you roam freely. We might not be able to meet again.'