"In the future, stay away from me." Mo Shangjun said almost indifferently.
She squinted slightly, her expression was a little lazy, there was no depression or sadness, she didn't seem to be determined and ended, and even without emotion, she calmly confessed to him pouring a glass of water.
She doesn't even seem to be making a decision.
Understatement, don't care.
Yan Tianxing stepped on the brakes.
The car, which was driving at a speed of 60 yards, stopped almost instantly.
Mo Shangyun was unprepared for a moment, fell down in inertia, subconsciously stretched out his left hand and grabbed the seat back in front of him. Although he stabilized, it affected the wound on his left shoulder.
A sharp pain hit her shoulder, causing her to frown tightly.
Oh shit.
Even if you are embarrassed and angry, you have to be considerate of the patient, right? !
"reason."
Yan Tianxing didn't look back, but his voice was very heavy.
After going back and sitting down, Mo Shangyun raised her right hand and wanted to check the injury of her lower left shoulder, but found that her hand had already been tied into a zongzi, and the batches of problems were not smooth, which made her reply irritably, "No!"
Staring at the rear-view mirror, she saw her sitting up, her brows furrowed, and the blue veins on her painful forehead burst out, but the more the pain became, the more tossing, she directly used her unbound left hand to loosen the bandage on her right hand, and her movements drove the wound on her left shoulder, moving slowly. , but did not see her stop.
Seeing this, Yan Tianxing was annoyed for no reason, and wanted to take her out and throw her away, so that she could not be seen.
Resisting the lack of action, Yan Tianxing's words were also filled with anger, "Have you thought about it?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun groaned and continued to focus on "untie the bandage".
This kind of thing can be answered halfheartedly, and Yan Tianxing is angry.
Simply turning around, Yan Tianxing stared at Mo Shangyun coolly, and saw with his own eyes, the vision was clearer.
He lowered his head slightly, and concentrated on untying the entangled bandages, revealing only half of his side face in the warm light. A thin layer of sweat seeped out from the forehead, and the band-aids were soaked with sweat, the slender eyebrows were wrinkled, the phoenix eyes became darker and brighter, the light spots floated and jumped faintly, the thin lips were tightly pressed, even the pain was unbearable. He was silent, but his movements were not idle at all.
This woman must have been tossed to death by herself in her last life!
"nice?"
Feeling his sight, Mo Shangyun raised his head and glanced at him with a cold look, his heart was burning vigorously.
"nice."
Yan Tianxing took it angrily.
His brows moved slightly, Mo Shangjun wanted to laugh at him, but seeing that he was so angry, he slowly said: "Then I'll show you for a while."
"… "
At this time, Yan Tianxing was so angry that the corners of his eyes and brows were covered with anger.
"Mo Shangjun, is your life goal to kill yourself?" Yan Tianxing bit his words, each word mixed with anger.
"You..." Mo Shangyun raised her eyes and was a little surprised at such an incorrect evaluation. After a while, she spit out a good-natured sentence, "You're childish."
Yan Tianxing frowned and stretched out his hand directly towards Mo Shangyun.
As a second-class handicapped, Mo Shangyun even noticed his tricks, but he was inconvenient to move, the space was narrow, he couldn't stop and escape, and his right wrist easily fell into Yan Tianxing's hand. stretched out in front of him.
Mo Shangjun lowered his right leg and sat in front of him, facing Yan Tianxing's direction.
The movement stabilized, she lowered her head, and saw that the bandage on her right hand had been untied halfway, hanging with a long strip, thinking that if Yan Tianxing wrapped her again, she would suffer a big loss.
certainly-
Yan Tianxing is not that boring yet.
Grabbing Mo Shangyun's wrist with one hand, he helped her to remove the bandages with the other.
Just in case, the military doctor wrapped her hands layer by layer and directly wrapped them into zongzi, but this kind of wrapping would make her fingers inconvenient.
Right now, her right hand is really broken, and her left shoulder is injured, which means that her left hand is also broken. Naturally, it is inconvenient to move. She has a temperament that likes to control everything in her hand, and does not like to be restrained or toss something out. Absolutely not willing to give up.
In order to avoid trouble, it is better to help her.
He untied all the bandages, and there was still a layer of five fingers and palms left. Yan Tianxing saw that she wanted to withdraw his hand, so he held her still, and wrapped a thin layer on her to prevent her from messing up again. The movement and blood seeped out were annoying, and the outer bandage was firmly knotted before releasing her.
"Thanks."
When his five fingers loosened, Mo Shangyun immediately retracted his hand.
Yan Tianxing glanced at it, noticed the red mark on her wrist, and couldn't help but pause.
However, Mo Shangyun didn't care at all, his hands drooped down, and his sleeves slipped down, covering the few red marks.
Seeing this, Yan Tianxing burst out with another nameless anger out of nowhere.
"Let's drive."
Talking lazily, Mo Shangyun sat back and met Yan Tianxing's gaze.
Yan Tianxing stared, his eyes turned from gloomy to calm.
After a while, he closed his eyes and turned around.
"Let's talk about it first," Yan Tianxing straightened his cuffs slowly, his eyebrows hidden in the shadows, his words were calm, and he carried a certain weight, "I don't like to eat grass."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, his eyes passed between the two positions, looking straight ahead.
The car was parked at the corner, and there was no road in front of it, only the downward cliff. A few weeds emerged from the cracks in the stone. In the distance, there were continuous mountain peaks. The trees overlapped with each other. There is only darkness.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Yan Tianxing's broad shoulders, profile face, and training hat. The lines were lined with light, which was very eye-catching.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked back and said, "Just right, so do I."
Reconnaissance Battalion, Base.
Yan Tianxing parked the jeep at the door and did not go in.
Mo Shangyun didn't say anything, just opened the door.
"A reminder."
Yan Tianxing's magnetic voice came from the front.
Naihe's voice was so good, Mo Shangyun's movement to open the door stopped.
"Even if you kill yourself, the country will not award you a martyr's medal."
"… "
With a bang, Mo Shangyun slammed the door.
Get out of the car and go to the gate.
Inside the car, Yan Tianxing raised his eyes and looked at the back who walked away.
The breath is restrained, the waist is straight, and the pace is calm. She has the prudence and stability that belongs to the soldier, and also has the idleness that belongs to her own.
A light passed over her head, and her back fell into darkness for a while. It was clearly stable and did not fall down, but the slender back, the increasingly blurred silhouette, seemed to affect people's hearts at that moment, and she twitched fiercely. .
Her figure gradually faded away.
Yan Tianxing frowned, looked away, and drove away.
…
The entire reconnaissance camp was extremely quiet tonight.
No training sounds, no midnight jogging, no refreshing chit-chat.
None of them came back, including the three companies that were all eliminated, they all came back together after the three-day assessment was over.
His ears were very clean. After Mo Shangyun entered the gate, he slowed down and walked towards the Erlian dormitory building as if he were walking.
The evening wind was very cold, she put her left hand in her trouser pocket, her right hand was tied, and had to hang down. The wind whistled through her fingers, and the cold bones hurt, faintly, and felt a few sore spots in her wrist.
That man is ruthless.
For some reason, Mo Shangyun's sullen expression flashed in his mind, his thick eyebrows were pressed down, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't hide it, which was very different from his usual image.
If it had been like this, she would have liked it, but he regained his composure in a blink of an eye.
It's a long time ago, if it wasn't for the current situation, she would have almost forgotten that in the hands of such a person, she had fallen once.
It fell, and it was a little miserable.
Simply cut off to avoid trouble.
Anyway, she wasn't ready, she was peeled off layer by layer, and she turned her bottom out, so that people could see clearly.
She went downstairs to the dormitory.
Look up.
It was supposed to be a dark dormitory building, but in the company commander's office on the second floor, the lights were on, and warm yellow light shone through the windows and the cracks in the door.
Mo Shangyun paused, a little dazed, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that Lang Yan was staying at the base.
After hesitating for a while, Mo Shangyun lightened his pace and went upstairs quietly.
He was afraid that he had heard of the situation.
However, right now I don't have the heart to deal with him.
She went back to the dormitory all the way, her footsteps were very light, and she didn't even disturb the voice-activated lights.
After entering the dormitory door and closing the door, Mo Shangyun lowered his head, glanced at his right hand and left arm, his eyebrows were extremely gloomy.
Before taking a bath, he dragged his coat, shoes and socks forcibly. He flipped the quilt and fell onto the bed. Mo Shangyun lay on his side and closed his eyes.
It wasn't until she was tired that she realized that she didn't eat dinner and was a little hungry.
Forget it, too lazy to move.
At the end, before losing consciousness, I suddenly thought of Yan Tianxing's sentence—
[Even if you kill yourself, the country will not award you a martyr's medal.]
Oh shit.
Get up early tomorrow to go to the cafeteria.
The next day, six o'clock.
Mo Shangyun woke up hungry.
From eight o'clock in the evening to six o'clock the next day, a total of ten hours, Mo Shangyun rarely slept for such a long time, he turned over and sat up as soon as he opened his eyes.
After putting on his coat and shoes, Mo Shangyun faced the bed, looked at the messy bedding, and was silent for three seconds.
Finally, forcibly look away.
Go to the bathroom to wash up.
As soon as I came back, I wanted to leave without squinting, but when I passed by the bed, I couldn't help but stop.
Turn left, take two steps forward, stop, and look down at the bedding.
Forget it, feel at ease.
Mo Shangyun had a rare OCD attack, and he endured and endured it, but he couldn't hold it back. Finally, with the help of his two hands with limited mobility, he folded the quilt into standard tofu cubes.
Square and upright, without wrinkles.
Full marks for housekeeping.
Look at the time again, nearly twenty minutes have passed.
Mo Shangyun went out with a gloomy face.
Going downstairs, I happened to see Lang Yan who came back from running.
The sky was a little dark, and Lang Yan saw a figure and ran over here, but when he saw her after running close, he was suddenly startled.
He subconsciously looked at Mo Shangyun over and over.
There are wounds on the forehead and face, the right hand is more seriously injured, and the rest... can't be seen.
"You, are you back?"
Seeing her suddenly, Lang Yan didn't know what to say, so he politely said something.
Mo Shangyun, who has never been able to stand this kind of nonsense, was surprisingly calm this time, "Well."
"By the way, I heard about that incident," Lang Yan asked with concern as he focused on the business, "Is it resolved now?"
All things, he listened to the battalion commander.
When the second company wiped out the entire army of the third company, Mo Shangjun acted alone to solve the two mercenaries. He was injured, and he was injured. He was sent to the hospital for treatment yesterday morning, and was taken to the "trial" in the afternoon to ask about the situation.
They couldn't inquire about the details, but they also knew the result. No one over there was embarrassing her, so they let her go.
Lang Yan thought she would continue to be hospitalized, but unexpectedly, she came back directly.
It looks like it was back last night.
"Yeah." Mo Shangyun nodded.
. "What about the injury?"
Lang Yan's eyes stayed on her, with a taste of exploration.
Standing in front of him, he should not be seriously injured.
Mo Shangjun opened his mouth to say that he was fine, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed his words, "I have to rest for half a month."
They were all skin injuries, no bones were injured, and no rehabilitation was needed. The injury on the shoulder was a little more serious. It healed for half a month, rested for half a month, and now it's a compromise. Mo Shangyun felt that what he said was very serious.
"Okay," nodded, Lang Yan guessed that she was a hero, and after thinking about it, he asked her politely, "How about giving you half a month's leave?"
"Need not."
Mo Shangyun lightly refused.
The rejection was so straightforward and decisive that Lang Yan felt his heart twitch a little.
Who doesn't care about taking a leave? She arranges sick leave for her here, and refuses it without thinking about it
Even workaholics don't carry this!
He was thoughtful, staring at her right hand, "You can't type on the keyboard, right?"
Mo Shangjun usually does two things - make a training plan and implement the training plan.
When it comes to meetings, she can hide if she can, and the task assigned to her is very light. She can complete a one-month task in two days.
Right now, if you take good care of your injuries, you won't be able to train. Make a plan. This hand is also a problem... It's better to give her a vacation!
"There is a voice input." Mo Shangyun replied indifferently, lowered his head and glanced at his healthy hands, "your hands are fine too."
Lang Yan: "…"
After a pause, Lang Yan decided not to discuss this issue with her.
He took a step forward, glanced left and right, and then asked mysteriously, "Can you tell us how you have failed three times in a row?"
"can."
"Really?" Lang Yan couldn't believe it.
"There is a condition." Mo Shangyun added slowly.
"..." After hesitating, Lang Yan felt a gust of wind blowing behind his ears, and he said nervously, "Speak."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes, and a smile crossed his eyes.
122. Even if the journey is the same, it may not have my ability