But an Old Enemy Is an Old Enemy.

Star + abo + fir x wild grass On the first day of school, Jiang Ye sat on Xicheng's bed and ate compressed biscuits. Xicheng glanced at him. Thin, black, with a patch on his old clothes. His eyes are quite bright, but that kind of brightness does not come from being pampered - it comes from being in the dark for a long time and having to keep your eyes open to survive. Later, Xi Cheng found out that his name was Jiang Ye, an orphan from the mining star. The overall score is second, and he is firmly behind him. They competed on the training ground and fought each other in the tactics class. Everyone said that these two were incompatible. Xicheng did not deny it. But he didn't tell anyone—he could smell Jiang Ye's pheromones. It tastes like wild grass, the kind that has been exposed to the sun, a bit bitter and astringent. He gets annoyed when he smells other people's smells, and instinctively wants to hide. Only Jiang Ye's, he didn't want to hide. Not once. Later Jiang Ye asked him: "Can you smell me?" "Yes." "Where are the others?" Xicheng was silent for two seconds: "I can't hear it." Jiang Ye said no more. The lights were turned off that night, and neither of the two Alphas fell asleep. The moonlight shines in through the window, falls on the floor, and falls on the gap between the two beds. Three years of military school, one war. From bitter rival to—— An old enemy is an old enemy. What else could it be.