Ye Xunzhi turned back with the bowl in her hands. Remembering something, she looked Ye Chuyan up and down. He had already changed back into his uniform.
"What are you looking at?" Amused, Ye Chuyan reached out a finger and poked his little sister's forehead.
Ye Xunzhi's gaze landed squarely on Ye Chuyan's head. "Fourth Brother, where did your protective helmet go?"
Ye Chuyan instinctively touched the top of his head and said casually, "When I changed back into my disguise earlier, there wasn't enough time, so I left it behind."
"Oh, then wait here a second."
Ye Xunzhi set down her bowl, pattered out, then pattered back in with a black protective helmet in her hands.
"Here, I found this in the car. Put it on. It can protect your head if there's a sniper."
Under Ye Xunzhi's repeated urging, Ye Chuyan could only reluctantly put it on. He really disliked using things other people had used.
Ye Xunzhi asked, "How's the fit?"
"Not bad." Ye Chuyan adjusted the strap beneath the helmet and said offhandedly,
"It's not as comfortable as the one you stitched my name onto. I picked that helmet out specially."
"Then pick out another one later, and I'll stitch it for you again." Ye Xunzhi finished her last wonton.
Her embroidery actually wasn't very good either, but Ye Chuyan's skills were even worse.
So skill was really all about looking good next to the competition.
A full moon hung high in the night sky. There was a rare skyful of stars here that they couldn't see back home. Of course, it would have been even better if they weren't stargazing in a war zone.
Wind occasionally blew sand in through the doorway, and the temperature was rather low. After some thought, Ye Xunzhi suggested,
"We