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

Extra 18

Song Zhixian was unfazed. She looked at Bai Mubei, raising her chin slightly.

"Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. I won’t have time to reply to you during the competition."

Bai Mubei felt even more frustrated, pouting immediately.

But Song Zhixian continued, "I might just call you after the competition to check on your progress."

Bai Mubei silently took back the terminal and tucked it into her pocket.

She didn't really want to receive Song Zhixian's calls.

But thinking about how she wouldn't be able to talk to her for so long felt pitiful; she should be understanding and give her the opportunity to call.

As she looked at the terminal, Song Zhixian realized that giving it back to Bai Mubei might have been a hasty decision.

Although during the two weeks she was away at the competition, Bai Mubei diligently checked in every day.

However, during her nightly review, Song Zhixian noticed that beyond the check-in content, Bai Mubei also loved to share trivial details about her day—what she ate today, what she wanted to eat tomorrow, what happened at school today, what she planned to do tomorrow, and things she didn’t want to do, leaving nothing out.

Watching Bai Mubei's videos each day felt like watching a vlog to Song Zhixian.

While she knew it was meant to be check-ins, it felt more like Bai Mubei was keeping a real-time diary.

Although Song Zhixian generally ignored her small talk, sometimes when Bai Mubei asked her a question persistently, she felt compelled to respond.

This only encouraged Bai Mubei, who spoke even more enthusiastically, fueled by excitement.

Song Zhixian found herself wondering what the purpose of this check-in system was—was it designed to torment someone?

Time flew by.

After the second match of the competition, the Northern Military Academy's team was in low spirits.

Song Zhixian remained silent, and the other Northern Military Academy students did as well, the military vehicle filled with a heavy atmosphere.

This match had gone awry due to an error from the sharpshooter, leading them into enemy territory. After misjudging the distance, the powerful assault from the Eastern Military Academy cost them supplies. If they couldn’t recover in the next match, they would miss the chance for the championship.

Song Zhixian had high hopes for this competition, so her mood was far from good.

At that moment, her terminal lit up—Bai Mubei was messaging her.

Really, she’s so energetic at all times.

Song Zhixian wasn’t in the mood to check her messages and muted her terminal.

After getting out of the vehicle, a teammate nudged her.

"Zhixian, let’s go grab a bite."

Song Zhixian shook her head. "Not today, I’m not hungry."

She truly didn’t feel like eating with anyone today.

She started walking towards the dormitory, wanting to reflect on what had gone wrong in the match. But when she reached her dorm door, her steps paused.

Something was blocking her door.

Bai Mubei was peeking around, looking anxious.

Why hasn’t Song Zhixian come back to the dorm after the match? Is she out having fun? She hasn’t replied to my messages. The last time I saw that "alpha," they were on the same team. Could they be on a date?

Bai Mubei stared at the door, her mind conjuring various scenarios of Song Zhixian not returning home, and in a fit of frustration, she kicked the door.

"Bad woman! You promised to call me, but not a single call! You think I’m easy to bully?"

Seeing Bai Mubei ranting at her door, Song Zhixian narrowed her eyes.

This little troublemaker probably curses herself like this all the time.

In a few swift steps, she approached Bai Mubei from behind, grabbing her collar as if lifting a cat.

"So you don't think you're easy to bully?"

Hearing the icy voice behind her made Bai Mubei flinch, instinctively wanting to flee like a startled animal. However, Song Zhixian gently pressed her hand against the door, blocking her path.

"What’s wrong?" Song Zhixian asked, looking at her. "Aren't you here to find me?"

Bai Mubei found herself momentarily breathless, staring at Song Zhixian's close proximity.

Noticing her reaction, Song Zhixian stifled a laugh. "So, what brings you here?"

Bai Mubei bit her lip and began to whine, "You promised to call me, but you didn’t. You told me to check in, yet you barely replied. I feel like you're ignoring me and have muted my messages."

"So, you came all the way from the north to the south just to confirm if I’ve muted you?"

Song Zhixian couldn't help but admire her determination.

She truly hadn’t expected that not making a single call could provoke someone to come all this way.

They say children have different energy levels compared to adults. It seems to hold true; Bai Mubei’s motivation for imaginary grievances was impressive.

"Is that not okay? I’ve been waiting for your call for days."

Bai Mubei mumbled softly.

In truth, part of her felt that after not seeing Song Zhixian for half a month, she missed her.

"You broke your promise. Isn’t it reasonable for me to come find you?"

What a thick-skinned person. She even traveled to the South for compensation.

Song Zhixian thought that if she were to grab Bai Mubei by the ear and warn her about the time and place, giving her a good scolding, she would probably shrink back, too scared to say a word.

But ultimately, she refrained from doing so.

"Fine," Song Zhixian said, glancing at Bai Mubei with indifference, deciding to tolerate her this time. "How do you want to settle this?"

"Well..."

Bai Mubei hadn’t fully thought it through; she just wanted to see Song Zhixian.

But merely holding hands didn’t seem sufficient, and hugging felt inadequate too.

Having waited two weeks for a phone call, Song Zhixian owed her something of equal value—otherwise, it wouldn't be worth it.

Lost in thought, Bai Mubei suddenly felt inspired.

She tugged at Song Zhixian's sleeve, her face flushed, and leaned close to whisper in her ear, "Kiss me."