After Marking Commander O, I was Forced to a Flash Marriage

As Bai Yuxi watched Ren Qingqiu skillfully wield the baton, she found herself lost in thought.

She had never been one to dwell on the past; what was done was done. Yet, witnessing Ren Qingqiu swing the baton always stirred a pang of regret within her.

In truth, she had ample opportunity to cherish many wonderful moments in her life, but over four-fifths of her time had been spent in practice. Because of this, she had missed out on those fleeting experiences.

Seeing Ren Qingqiu grin as she glanced over at her, Bai Yuxi felt an inexplicable emotion stir inside her.

What a pity.

This person’s past life would never come around again, and she would no longer have the chance to witness it.

Her mood soured until she heard Ren Qingqiu mention that she had learned the baton from a friend.

A friend?

Bai Yuxi immediately thought of Kong Youxi.

Unlike her, Li Bei had always had Kong Youxi by her side during their school days. The moments that Bai Yuxi had missed were practically all captured in Kong Youxi’s memory, as she had been there all along.

Just thinking about it was irritating.

They left the training room and walked back, but Bai Yuxi felt her mood darken.

—What is this irritation all about?

Logically speaking, after winning the second match of the league and witnessing the competition between Ren Qingqiu and Lin Zhimi, she should not be feeling this restless so soon, especially after gathering some pheromones.

As they walked and discussed the recent match, Bai Yuxi remained silent.

Ren Qingqiu walked up beside her and leaned slightly closer.

“Feeling down again?”

“I’m not,” Bai Yuxi frowned.

“You are. Otherwise, why didn’t you say anything just now?” Ren Qingqiu insisted.

Bai Yuxi frowned at the sound of Ren Qingqiu’s footsteps; their dorms were clearly in different directions.

Suddenly, Bai Yuxi remembered that since they arrived at the Southern Military Academy, Ren Qingqiu hadn’t spent a single night in her own room.

Thinking about it, she found it unreasonable.

—Clearly, there are two beds, yet she insists on sharing mine and even wants to leave her scent on my blanket. I wonder what the point of having separate dorms is.

Bai Yuxi found this utterly unreasonable and felt it was a trap set by Ren Qingqiu.

How could she avoid relying on Ren Qingqiu’s pheromones in this situation?

She quickened her pace, but Ren Qingqiu suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Bai Yuxi impatiently shook off Ren Qingqiu’s hand.

She did it with a bit of force, and since she was holding a military knife, she accidentally cut Ren Qingqiu’s face.

A few passersby turned to look.

Ren Qingqiu pressed her lips together.

She gently touched her face—blood seeping from the skin under that mole.

Bai Yuxi paused for a moment.

Ren Qingqiu silently looked at Bai Yuxi but didn’t smile.

Seeing the scratch on Ren Qingqiu’s eye, Bai Yuxi was unsure of the emotions swirling inside her. She felt inexplicably embarrassed.