"What about that female classmate you were going to sponsor?"
"Weren't you more fond of her before?"
Experience truly comes with age. Zhang Yi's mother, Hu Miaozhen, had effortlessly posed an incredibly pointed question.
If his mother had asked this question before he went to the University Alliance Training Camp, Zhang Yi would have probably stammered, finding it difficult to answer. But for the Zhang Yi who had returned from the training camp and come to terms with his own heart, the question wasn't that difficult to answer anymore.
"For now, we're just friends," Zhang Yi replied. "The future is uncertain."
"That's for the best." His mother, Hu Miaozhen, nodded. "But son, remember this: no matter who you choose in the end, you must be true to your own heart and do right by them."
Zhang Yi nodded emphatically.
After dinner, his mother noticed that he hadn't left the table and seemed to have more questions for them. Hu Miaozhen made a preemptive move, handing him a black card.
