But when Qian Lan opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on the sofa alone, and Mo Zichen had already returned to his room.
Although Qian Lan was very disappointed, she did not force herself. She got up and returned to the guest room, and then prepared to rest and return to the army tomorrow.
But what she didn't expect was that a moment later, Mo Zichen came over and knocked on the door. After she opened the door, he said to her, "Come here."
Qian Lan was stunned for a moment, and then she finally realized: "You mean... let me and you..."
"you are not willing?"
Qian Lan immediately shook her head.
After Mo Zichen got the answer, he turned around and returned to the room, moving halfway towards the inside of the big bed.
Qian Lan stiffened and went to Mo Zichen's side. However, the two of them were back to back and no one spoke. It was not until Qian Lan was about to fall asleep that Mo Zichen said in a deep voice: "See you in five years." , I don’t know how to face you.”
"However, I don't want to let you go. When I see you, I hate you, but when I can't see you..."
"Miss you again..."
"I don't know what I want, but Qianlan, do you understand? I want to start over, but I can't believe you."
After saying this, Mo Zichen calmed down and told Qian Lan clearly what was in his heart.
After Qian Lan heard this, she cried silently behind him: "In your heart, I must be a woman who can leave as soon as she wants and come back as soon as she wants, right?"
"I said we should break up five years ago, but in the past five years, there has not been a day that I have not regretted it!"
"I know that you will hate me, blame me, and complain about me, but... in the military zone, only by thinking of you can I persevere and survive."
"Zichen, if you want to blame me, it doesn't matter. I can wait for you. I'm by your side now. It doesn't matter if you hate me or beat me or scold me. I will never leave your side again."
After saying that, Qian Lan reached out and hugged Mo Zichen: "I will always be by your side."
In the darkness, Mo Zichen blinked slightly, sighed, and then fell into the boundless darkness...
The soul that had been floating for a long time seemed to suddenly sink into the soil and take root... It felt like a solid foundation.
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The next day in Qingcheng, Qian Lan woke up from the bed in the master bedroom, only to find that Mo Zichen had already gotten up. However, it was still dark at this time, and when he touched the area around him, it seemed that it was already cold.
This was the case five years ago. Mo Zichen often went home early in the morning. Qian Lan thought about it, put on his military uniform, and returned to the army on his own.
Although Mo Zichen's words last night made her uncomfortable, they still spoke from the bottom of his heart.
She never thought that Mo Zichen would be so desperate for the relationship between the two of them.
Qian Lan returned to the army and wanted to temporarily forget what Mo Zichen said, so she became more fierce and worked harder on the training ground.
"Did Instructor Qian enter menopause early? He's training us like we're not human beings." The recruits on the training ground were slightly dissatisfied.
Because they are really miserable.
"Who wants a woman who is so vicious?"
"I heard I'm almost twenty-seven and I haven't found anyone yet."
"With her ferocious look, who would dare to want her?"
"What are you all mumbling about? You are so energetic, why not do another two hundred pull-ups?" Qian Lan was unusually fierce in front of the new recruits.
"Instructor Qian, we were wrong!"
"There is no need to discuss, let's move." Qian Lan directly gave the death order, "Now that we are in the army, don't think about being comfortable. Comfort is only reserved for dead people!"
Probably no one would have thought that Qian Lan looked thin, but her body contained extremely powerful power.
Being a soldier not only tempered her body, but also her will, which was once the most vulnerable.
Especially when I think of Mo Zichen, no matter how difficult things are, Qian Lan can get through it!
Goodbye Mo Zichen, it's been another week.
Qian Lan dragged her tired body home and saw Mo Zichen sitting on the sofa reading a book.
The years are quiet and good, that’s what it looks like in front of you, right
"Come back?" Mo Zichen said to Qian Lan without raising his head.
"Um."
Qian Lan's voice was very deep and tired.
"Have you eaten? I cooked a little!" Mo Zichen said again.
In fact, Qian Lan had already dined at the military area, but thinking of being able to sit with Mo Zichen, she quickly replied: "Not yet."
"Go change some clothes and come out." Mo Zichen put down his books and finally got up from the sofa.
But Qian Lan noticed that Mo Zichen walked a little unnaturally.
"What's wrong with your feet?" Qian Lan asked immediately.
"I bumped into it accidentally." Mo Zichen replied lightly.
Qian Lan looked carefully at his ankle and then at the bruises on his thigh. What kind of collision was this? It was clearly beaten out.
"Did you go out again at night?" Qian Lan asked from behind Mo Zichen, "Five years ago, you always came back in the middle of the night. Last week, you went out in the middle of the night. I knew..."
Mo Zichen said nothing.
After saying that, Qian Lan entered the bedroom, found the medical kit for Mo Zichen, and then knelt down in front of him: "I'm very good at dealing with this kind of trauma. Sit down."
Mo Zichen lowered his head and saw Qian Lan looking nervous.
"Sit down."
Mo Zichen was stunned, took two steps back, and sat down on the sofa behind him.
"How many days have you not gone out?" Qianlan guessed, because she looked at the garbage at home and hadn't thrown it out for several days. "You haven't gone out since you were injured?"
Mo Zichen nodded.
"If you want to disguise, why do you want me to find out?" Qian Lan lifted his legs, and then saw various scars on his thighs.
Qian Lan didn't say anything, she put her face on Mo Zichen's leg and cried.
"These injuries must be ten years old, right?"
Mo Zichen didn't explain, he just felt something strange in his heart and was very touched.
"Why are there so many injuries? Why?"
Finally, Mo Zichen stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Qian Lan's face: "Aren't you going to treat my injury? Why are you crying?"
Qian Lan choked up and took a deep breath to calm down her emotions: "I don't know, I really don't know, you have so many injuries on your body."
"I'm used to it." Mo Zichen still kept silent about his identity.
Because he signed an agreement, no one can tell, including the closest people.
"Okay, I won't ask anything, but if you get injured again in the future, can you tell me?" Qian Lan took out the iodophor and prepared to disinfect Mo Zichen.
"Are you worried?"
"Yes." Qian Lan nodded vigorously, "I'm very worried, don't you know? I feel very distressed! When I saw these injuries, I couldn't breathe at all! I felt like I was almost suffocating!"