The message sender was Old Lin, the captain of the eighth cohort of the Devil Training Camp, and one of the people she respected most.
The Devil Training Camp was known as the most brutal and ruthless training base in the world. Those who entered either died within its confines or emerged as leaders in various fields around the globe.
Gu Yining and Old Lin were among the fortunate few who survived.
Although he was not particularly old—just a decade older than her—he had been the oldest and most steady member of their cohort, earning the affectionate nickname "Old Lin" from the others.
It had been a full year since the training ended. They had all gone their separate ways, returning to their own territories and living vastly different lives, seldom keeping in touch. Therefore, it was quite surprising for Gu Yining to hear from Old Lin after such a long time.
However, upon seeing the name on the message, her heart raced uncontrollably.
"Yining, Gu Cheng is alive. He didn't die."
As she opened the message fully and read those words, tears of excitement brimmed in her eyes.
Gu Cheng was alive; he had survived.
The man who had once fought side by side with her, the fiercest warrior on the battlefield, was still among the living!
What exhilarating news this was!
Last summer, she had taken the opportunity of a summer camp to venture to the border and participated in that training without any hesitation. During that time, she had met Gu Cheng, a man of few words but great courage and loyalty.
In the final battle of their training, they had faced a life-or-death catastrophe together.
Throughout the ordeal, he had protected her at all costs, ensuring that she would come out of that trial alive.
He had said to her, "Yining, my life doesn't matter. Just make sure you get out alive and go see the sun outside for me."
He had grown up amidst wolves and had never stepped outside the city at the border, completely unaware of a place called Lingcheng.
His eyes had always shone brightly, reminiscent of the stars in the night sky.
Gu Yining couldn't bear to recall those moments.
The overwhelming chaos of flesh, the pervasive stench of blood, and the relentless downpour that had washed over everything for days…
Without hesitation, Gu Yining dialed a WeChat video call to Old Lin.
The line rang, but there was no answer.
Finally, Old Lin sent her a message: "I'm busy with the kids; they're crying, and it's not convenient for me to take a video call. I know what you want to ask. This information is something I got through my connections, and I can't be entirely sure. If he's really alive, he should come looking for you in Lingcheng, right? But it's been a whole year."
"Old Lin, I believe he's alive. He wouldn't die so easily. He's my idol!" Gu Yining replied, trying to suppress the tears that threatened to spill over, managing a smile as she texted back.
"Giving you a glimmer of hope is always good, right? How have you been lately?"
"I'm doing well! How about you? Are you being a dad now?" Gu Yining continued.
"Remember how you all used to tease me for being unable to find a wife? Guess that's no longer the case!"
"Ha! That must sting a bit!"
After chatting with Old Lin for quite a while, they finally exchanged goodbyes.
Gu Yining held her phone tightly, hesitating to log out. She feared that one day, Gu Cheng would send her a message himself, gently telling her, "Yining, I'm back."
She had no idea when that day would come or if it ever would.
All she could do was wait.
Wait for his glorious return, for him to become the dazzling person he was meant to be.
...
Today, Gu Yining was in particularly high spirits. Before school ended, she sent a WeChat message to Fu Hannan: "Fu Hannan, let's go watch a movie together."