What happened to Fu Qiaolan was purely an accident.
When they met on the train beforehand, Song Ye didn't know that the other party had injured his foot and came back to lead the dance. It was purely a coincidence that they met again on such an occasion.
It can't be said that it was wrong for her to conceal her identity, nor can it be said that she was deliberately teasing others. After all, she gave up her vote out of good intentions at the beginning. If Fu Qiaolan wasn't so clumsy, why would she have done this.
But now the situation has happened, the music on the stage stopped suddenly, and Fu Qiaolan, who looked at Lao Gao with cold sweat on his face and swollen ankles, was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.
In the chaos, people were rushed to the hospital.
Can you blame Qin Zhan and Song Ye for showing off their affection on the spot? No, and Qin Zhan felt that the other party's suffering was too light.
"Let's go." Qin Zhan stood up and took Song Ye's hand without even paying attention to the other side of the stage. In the end, the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.
Song Ye was not interested at all in someone's self-inflicted consequences. After briefly following Qin Zhan to chat with the person in charge, he went straight back to the military building.
The two of them have been living here for the past few days. Although the room is small and the conditions are simple, the most precious thing is the quiet space of solitude.
Normally at this time, Qin Zhan would always have symptoms of skin hunger and thirst. He always wanted to get close to Song Ye, either cuddling or hugging him, and doing his best to turn him to the bed.
Song Ye was happy to cooperate with him. After all, the man in front of her was one of a kind in terms of appearance and figure. She was not a person who liked to wrong herself. Anyway, she would not be the one who would feel uncomfortable.
As usual, Song Ye rolled on the bed to the point where he was on the verge of accidentally igniting his gun. He reached out and touched Qin Zhan's neck, pressing his fingertips to the tooth mark that had not yet been eliminated.
As if a switch had been pressed, the latter stopped moving instantly and looked up at the girl below him with a deep look, his eyes full of helplessness.
Song Ye was extremely tolerant of him most of the time, condoning his domineering and demanding behavior, but the bottom line that could not be broken was that he kept his word.
Even he can only compromise.
Qin Zhan continued to lie on the girl's body to calm his breathing. After a while, Qin Zhan got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Song Ye lay on the bed and breathed out softly. She reached out and pulled her collar. She felt that it was very hot. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled silently. This beast-like man evolved too fast. Maybe she really I can't bear it anymore.
By the time the two of them finished cleaning up, it was already half past ten at night, and the two of them were leaning on the bed and talking.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" Song Ye asked casually while fiddling with the small robot newly developed by Qin Zhan Company in his hand.
"Learn to communicate, take the Eagle Team to the first battalion to beat people up." Qin Zhan twirled the girl's hair that was wet with water. The first half of the explanation was serious, but the second half revealed the true nature.
When Song Ye heard this, she was somewhat interested, "Can I come with you?" Rather than chatting and arguing with the military wives in the family building, she would rather go to the school field to sweat and fight.
Qin Zhan always responded to her requests, but this time he unexpectedly shook his head and refused, "No."
"Huh?" Song Ye turned around and asked, not angry at all.
"The impact is not good." Qin Zhan summarized it in four words.
Hearing this, Song Ye also expressed his understanding. After all, she was now a military wife, and it was really inappropriate to follow her to the school grounds.
Qin Zhan thought that there were too many male soldiers and his wife was too beautiful, so he didn't want others to look at him.
Finally, Song Ye decided to go out to see schools tomorrow. Qin Zhan would stay here for a while after the two got married. Song Ye didn't want to be separated in the two places, so he planned to study in the capital.
A night of silence.
In the early morning, when the sky was gray and bright, the whistle outside was already sounding. Qin Zhan got up and put on his military uniform as usual, kissed the beautiful girl on the bed, and then went out.
Less than five minutes later, Song Ye also woke up. The sound of training at the training ground kept her awake, so she simply got up and changed into sportswear and decided to go out for a run.
In the first few days after arriving, she didn't go out rashly because she wasn't familiar with it. Later, she saw that some civilian officers in the office also went for morning jogs, and she wanted to resume her old habits.
The runway in Military Zone 0 is wide and clean, and the surrounding green vegetation is very good. You can breathe the fresh fragrance of vegetation everywhere.
Song Ye continued along the morning jogging route that was relatively less crowded yesterday. She was wearing pure white sportswear like a white butterfly dancing in the green shade. Her steps were light and her running posture was standard and very good-looking.
Today, because the Eagle Group and the 1st Battalion had to conduct exchanges and studies, the training grounds were all requisitioned. The third child could only take the 3rd Battalion to a relatively far place for training. When they arrived at an intersection, they bumped into someone jogging in the morning. Song Ye.
"Hello, sister-in-law." The third child was a little confused when they met in such a place. He subconsciously stopped in his tracks. After standing at attention, he shouted in a straight tone.
Song Ye also stopped and nodded to him, "Hello."
After the greetings, she saw a group of soldiers behind her with gleaming eyes and strange expressions.
After just a brief encounter, the two sides quickly separated and did their own things.
Song Yechen was sweating slightly after running in the morning, so she planned to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast first. In the past few days, soldiers had sent them to the military building. This was her first time here. At first glance, it feels like a school cafeteria. At second glance, it feels very clean and tidy. Even the chopsticks are placed one by one without any disorder.
Training had just ended at this time, and most of the cafeteria was filled with male soldiers. When Song Ye walked in, he immediately caused a commotion.
The girl in a white sportswear has a slender figure, her delicate face is slightly red from sweating while running, and her skin is fair and breakable. She has smooth black hair that has been blown into a high ponytail, and a hair hanging around her neck. White towels are youthful and beautiful.
"Wow, where did this girl come from? She's so beautiful. Why haven't I seen her before?"
"That's right. She's so young and doesn't look like a military wife. She should be the daughter of a superior."
The warriors who were fighting and eating with their mouths stuffed in their mouths looked straight, and unconsciously slowed down. Their eyes were constantly following the girl's movements, and they were speculating and analyzing her identity.
Because Song Ye rarely showed up these days, and when she followed Qin Zhan, the people she met were all superiors. Naturally, these new recruits didn't know her.
Coupled with her young age, many people can't imagine her identity.
Song Ye had long been accustomed to the gazes of the crowd, and her face was still cold and cold. She took the food and sat in the corner to eat by herself. Her speed was not fast, and her face was too cold, so many recruits lingered until the end. No chance to strike up a conversation.
Some of the crowd had already gone out to wash the dishes, and Song Ye also followed the Romans out. When he came back, he saw a big recruit hooking something on the cupboard.