After leaving the dormitory, Ye Fanxing found a secluded place to call Uncle.
On the phone, Fu Jingyu asked, "Is military training tiring?"
Although Ye Fanxing found it exhausting, she had never complained in front of others. But with Uncle, she had no inhibitions. "It's exhausting! And it's so hot. How about I take a day off tomorrow, and slack off! What do you think?"
"No," replied Fu Jingyu, a man who was always serious and had been a soldier himself. Although he acknowledged military training was harsh and that it could be especially hard on young girls, he still hoped she would endure and gain from the experience.
Ye Fanxing wasn't surprised by his answer. "I knew you would react like this."
He was so austere and rigid. Even though he wasn't much older than her, Ye Fanxing always felt like there was a generational gap between them.
Fu Jingyu sat by the window, overlooking the brilliantly lit city. His voice was low as he said, "Exercise is good."