Chương 1965: The Feelings of a Youth Are Always a Poem (2)

Recently, something was wrong with Zhanye. All the teenagers of the Flaming Red Squad had noticed it.

Zhanye, who had always been diligent, often went into a daze after the training ended. His handsome face would sometimes giggle, sometimes be tangled; the expression on his face was unpredictable.

"Something's wrong, something's not right." Shile, who had always been close to Zhanye, soon noticed the odd situation of Zhanye. He stroked his chin and stood on one side with the other members of the Flaming Red Squad to pay attention to the dazed Zhanye.

"Why do I see Lin Yue's appearance from some time ago from him?" One of the teenagers scratched his head.