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"Oh no!" Lu Sha was the first to stir up trouble. She picked up a water bottle, tossing it in the air while whistling. She was so looking forward to seeing her good sister Jiao An give Qin Weishan a good beating.
Qin Weishan quickly pulled back her hand and took a few steps back, explaining, "I... I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to!"
However, seeing Jiao An's expression, Qin Weishan knew she was in for a beating. Jiao An stood with her left hand on her hip, holding the ball, and glared at Qin Weishan. Then she stepped forward and stomped hard on Qin Weishan's right foot!
"Take that! Cheap shot! Happy now? Huh?" Jiao An stomped as if crushing some pest, with such force that it was clear to see. With each pause in her words, she stomped five times, lifting her leg with the speed of a chick pecking at grain. Each stomp on Qin Weishan's foot made her expression twist in pain, causing An Xiaotian, who was leaning against the basketball hoop, to squint in sympathy.
"Ah! Ah! Stop stepping on me, dear aunt! Ah—" Amid Lu Sha's loud laughter, Qin Weishan was forced to retreat repeatedly until she could no longer stand on her feet and ended up fleeing like a one-legged chicken. Jiao An didn’t chase after her; instead, she picked up the basketball tucked under her arm and threw it at Qin Weishan's retreating figure, hands on her hips as she watched Qin Weishan run further away.
"Tsk tsk tsk..." An Xiaotian shook his head and deliberately looked at Liu Xuan and Ma Yihan, who had long stopped being passionate and were watching the scene unfold with amusement.
"Indeed, it's those who can handle their own tempers that make the best matches," An Xiaotian thought to himself.
Having transformed from a rookie Special Forces Soldier into the current captain of the league team, his leadership qualities were indispensable. Among these qualities, a "bystander" mindset proved particularly important.
Being a bystander didn’t mean just watching the show. An Xiaotian could always separate what he observed into two aspects: what happened and why it happened.
In his eyes, Liu Xuan and Ma Yihan being together and why Qin Weishan and Jiao An had feelings for each other were not mere fate—Liu Xuan was gentle and reserved, sometimes lacking confidence but genuinely kind-hearted; he was loyal to those he loved and could provide Ma Yihan with ample security. On the other hand, Ma Yihan was a typical warm-hearted person—lively and optimistic, always able to give Liu Xuan the encouragement he needed.
Qin Weishan was bold and brash, fiercely protective but sometimes reckless; while Jiao An was daring yet meticulous, calm and rigorous in handling situations, always ready to cover for Qin Weishan’s impulsiveness. They were like ice and fire; whereas Liu Xuan and Ma Yihan resembled the love between the moon and the sun.
Thinking about this made An Xiaotian chuckle bitterly at himself under the warm hues of the setting sun. He realized that he often viewed others through this lens of analysis, leading him to unconditionally obey reason while neglecting human emotions.
He could analyze others but could never figure out what he and Yang Meng were supposed to be. It seemed an unsolvable puzzle for him.
"Haha! Now this is great; Qin Weishan has managed to provoke both of us sisters," Lu Sha said as she walked over to her idol An Xiaotian with a smile.
"It seems you still hold a grudge against Weishan," An Xiaotian replied knowingly. Back when The Celestial Warriors were just one step away from taking down Ban Sa's first-tier general Nian Gui, if it weren't for Qin Weishan's sudden reckless move, Lu Sha could have handled it herself.
"Well... Captain, don’t you think Qin Weishan’s actions are somewhat similar to ours?" Lu Sha teased mischievously.
"Uh?" Just thinking about how Lu Sha had previously revealed herself made An Xiaotian blush instantly; he turned his head away, unable to meet Lu Sha's triumphant gaze.
"Xiaotian."
Hearing someone else call him instead of Lu Sha made An Xiaotian muster his courage to turn around. He deliberately looked past Lu Sha’s intense gaze towards Liu Xuan. "What’s up?"
"Look who’s here?" Ma Yihan smiled as she pointed behind them along with Liu Xuan.
An Xiaotian and Lu Sha followed their finger—outside the court, Xu Yicheng was smiling at them while carrying a women's handbag. Behind him were two young girls; one walked quietly with her head down but couldn't hide her elegance and grace despite her exquisite appearance; the other wore a neat professional outfit and straightened her neck as she looked directly at An Xiaotian.
"Honey—"
Yang Meng sounded almost tearful as she snatched the handbag from Xu Yicheng's hand and rushed into the court. Her flowing hair spread out as An Xiaotian lifted her into the air. The sunlight reflecting off Yang Meng’s glasses cleverly concealed the tears streaming down her face while illuminating her trembling lips and radiant smile perfectly.
Rather than saying they were lovers, it was more accurate to describe them as a father and daughter who had not seen each other for a long time.
An Xiaotian gently lifted Yang Meng onto his shoulders, spinning her around twice before setting her down. As soon as Yang Meng touched the ground, she dove into An Xiaotian's embrace, her hands gripping tightly on his back as if afraid he would vanish like a dream the moment she let go.
Everyone fell silent, quietly watching the couple who had not seen each other for two years. Ming Juan quietly approached Ma Yihan, and they exchanged a glance that conveyed their shared emotions. As girls, they understood Yang Meng's feelings and even admired her—how many girls could maintain such a nearly contactless relationship for two years, only smiling at photos during the day and shedding tears of longing at night?
Yang Meng's sadness was not unreasonable; a girl who loved so deeply, even to the point of humility, deserved blessings from the world.
Both of them were fortunate: An Xiaotian happened to have such a girl who would not give up on him, while Yang Meng was lucky to have such an upright and steadfast boy. Their love for each other would always resonate.
There was nothing in this world that was meant to fade away with fate; true compatibility was the best and only destiny.
"Are you... doing well lately?" Yang Meng asked, her reddened eyes peeking out from An Xiaotian's broad arms. "Did anything happen during your battles?"
"Do you think someone as capable as me would get into trouble?" An Xiaotian smirked, pressing his lips together to hide their trembling. "Your husband is a superhero, you know."
"Yeah! Hehe..." Yang Meng wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, trying hard to maintain her smile as she reached into her bag. "I want to show you something, just a moment..."
"An Xiaotian's girlfriend has been nominated," Xu Yicheng explained while watching An Xiaotian and Yang Meng gaze at each other lovingly. "Little Yang was last year's Best Employee at Satellite; her year-end bonus doubled. When I went to pick her up, she mentioned it already—she seemed really happy."
"That's what she deserves," Jiao An said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Exactly," Ma Yihan added, brushing aside her bangs that obscured her view. She seemed captivated by the embrace between An Xiaotian and Yang Meng. "She knows how exceptional An Xiaotian is, so she's really working hard to feel worthy of him."
As she spoke, Ma Yihan leaned against Liu Xuan's shoulder, allowing him to play with her ponytail as she gently said, "Actually, my mindset is exactly the same as Mengmeng's. We both know our partners are heroes saving the world; we can't help them on their missions. But in terms of emotional support, we will do everything we can to fill that void for them, letting them know what it truly means to protect this world. And behind their bloody battles, how many people are concerned for them, healing them with the light in their hearts?"
If car windows recorded countless stories of people, how much warmth could be found on this basketball court illuminated by the sunset today?
No one is born to be a hero destined to protect the world; it’s simply because there are people they cannot let go of that they stand at the edge of light facing darkness.
"Hey, Mr. Song is calling us for dinner," Xu Yicheng said as he glanced at his phone message. "I just parked my car not long ago! Alright everyone! It's time to eat! Today's birthday star is Miss Ming!"
"Happy Birthday~ Juan Juan~" Ma Yihan stood up and hugged Ming Juan, who shyly pushed her away with a smile. Just like on the battlefield when they heard the call to gather, The Celestial Warriors spontaneously surrounded Ming Juan, today’s guest of honor. Only Qin Weishan remained at a distance, cautiously observing; seeing Jiao An ignore him completely, he quietly slipped behind the crowd and walked into the restaurant plaza in the villa area under the setting sun.
At the same time at S City National Satellite Bureau...
"Happy end of work! See you tomorrow!"
"Sure! See you tomorrow!"
Outside the Director's office, two employees bid farewell and walked in different directions. Inside, the Director sat on the sofa listening to their voices while watching footage on screen that his assistant Yang Meng had forwarded before taking leave.
The head of Technical Division Two mentioned that he had argued with this young employee Yang Meng before leaving work because she and her team in Technical Division One suspected there were issues with this footage and requested Technical Division Two to re-observe it. However, Technical Division Two was quite indignant—after all, Technical Division One had the most advanced equipment and best team; if they claimed there were problems with their work, then they should come observe themselves.
The situation became somewhat tense and was reported to the Director’s studio. This was also why the Director chose to stay late today.
In the image, regular flickering light spots appeared at the edge of the Sun system, but the regularity was only evident in the Time intervals; their positions seemed random from a planar perspective. At first glance, one might think there was an issue with the observer's display.
Director didn't think much of it and flipped to the next message forwarded by Yang Meng. The screen displayed a Frequency Band. Director adjusted his glasses and noticed from the surrounding data that this was an unknown mysterious signal, generated every 73.1967 seconds. However, it only appeared for a few milliseconds before vanishing, brief yet with an explosive energy, and astonishingly, its direction aligned perfectly with the position of the light spots.
"Is it a Fast Radio Burst?" Director speculated.
If this was a signal wave, what was it trying to convey? Director pondered. As he lowered his head, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the shadow of a potted plant by the window moving slightly. He thought he was just too tired. Standing up, he turned off the projection screen and placed the USB drive into his safe, preparing to go home to see his wife and children.
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