"I dated him."
When Ji Ruonan said this, he didn't even know what his state of mind was.
She just wanted to tell Mo Shangyun about this.
As for the reason, it may be very complicated, and even she can't find an accurate explanation.
Xu is for testing, Xu is wanting to see her reaction, Xu is out of unhappiness...
Just after speaking, Ji Ruonan was a little annoyed by her impulsive questioning.
"Ok, I know."
Mo Shangyun nodded calmly, without even the slightest difference in reaction.
I heard Lin Qi say it earlier, and I had already accepted it, otherwise I wouldn't really be unresponsive.
After responding almost copingly, Mo Shangyun, who had been sleepy for a long time, stepped on his slippers and walked to his bed. After throwing the pillow, he lay down on the bed, flipped the quilt, and fell asleep.
Ji Ruonan watched her move in one go.
For a while, I couldn't react.
she knows
Yan Tianxing should not mention this to anyone.
And Mo Shangjun... Did he learn it from Yan Tianxing, or from someone else
At that moment, Ji Ruonan just wanted to shake Mo Shangyun awake and ask her to clarify.
It's just that reason overwhelmed some impulses, and Ji Ruonan finally restrained herself.
However, he never lay down.
After lying down, Mo Shangyun always felt that two eyes fell on him. After two full minutes, he didn't hear any movement from the next door, Mo Shangyun simply sat up from the bed.
Exactly, face to face with Ji Ruonan.
"Are you going to sleep?"
Pushing the broken bangs up impatiently, Mo Shangyun rested his elbows on his knees and asked Ji Ruonan impatiently.
Ji Ruonan was also surprised when he saw Mo Shangjun getting up suddenly, and then asked bluntly, "How did you know?"
"I heard." Mo Shangyun frowned.
"Oh."
Ji Ruonan responded.
Then, no longer holding the posture as a statue, he lay back and turned over at the same time.
Mo Shangyun: "..."
wipe.
baffling.
Frowning, Mo Shangyun returned to the quilt and fell asleep in a safe environment where no one was watching.
In the morning, half past six.
Mo Shangyun, who did not need to supervise morning exercises and gave up his own morning exercises, slept for four hours before getting up.
Because the biological clock is very punctual, Mo Shangyun wakes up on time, and it is difficult to fall asleep even if he continues to sleep, so he simply packs up the bed and his belongings, then presses his training cap over his messy short hair, and goes out leisurely. out the door.
As soon as he arrived near the stairs, Mo Shangjun saw a figure walking out of the corner.
Noticing the difference of the man, Mo Shangjun stopped in time and looked at the man who was approaching in surprise.
Duan Zimu.
The training cap, training uniform, and black military boots have not changed from the previous dress. The only difference in the dress is that he carries a sniper rifle on his shoulder.
The brim, collar, sleeves, and trousers were stained with some weeds, and the body was covered with mud, which could be described as embarrassing.
A very good-looking face. At this moment, there is sleepiness in the eyes of the whole night. There are several scratches on the face and a little dust on the face, which ruins the beauty of the face.
Knowing that Mo Shangyun was looking at himself, Duan Zimu still walked up step by step, until he was two steps away from Mo Shangyun, and Duan Zimu stopped.
Just look up and let Mo Shangyun see clearly.
The moment the eyes were raised, the corners of the peach blossom eyes lifted slightly, and a faint smile loomed in the bottom of his eyes.
"Stupid?" Duan Zimu was the first to speak up, teasing.
Mo Shangyun's face turned dark, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you go?"
If I remember correctly, I haven't seen Duan Zimu since yesterday morning.
It's just that Duan Zimu has never had much to do. He spends most of the time at the shooting range, and is usually elusive. If he didn't think about it, he really didn't notice when he disappeared.
It can be said that he gave full play to the low presence of a sniper.
"Training." Duan Zimu replied.
"Oh." Nodding slightly, Mo Shangjun looked at his dust and grass and asked, "How long?"
Duan Zi Mu said: "One day and one night."
Oh…
It is impossible for normal training to last a day and night, but if it is a sniper, there are quite a few items.
Exercise is endurance.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Mo Shangyun said lazily, took a step to the left, and went downstairs.
Dirty all over, Duan Zimu didn't want to chat with her for a long time. After Mo Shangyun walked downstairs, Duan Zimu walked up two steps and returned to the dormitory.
Five minutes earlier, Mo Shangjun came to the cafeteria.
It was rare to see Mo Shangyun at this point. When the cook was excited, he added two steamed buns and an egg to Mo Shangyun.
"Instructor Mo, eat more, eat more."
The cook was very enthusiastic.
Looking down at the two steamed buns, two steamed buns, two eggs, a bowl of soup noodles, and two fried dough sticks on the plate, Mo Shangyun's eyes sank slightly. It can be seen that the cook is so enthusiastic, but he didn't really put the steamed buns and eggs. Put it back, but found a place to sit down with the excess breakfast.
As a result, the students who came in for breakfast one after another accidentally swept across the breakfast served on Mo Shangyun's plate and almost didn't open their eyes.
Could it be that the reason why Instructor Mo rarely eats breakfast with them is to hide his attributes of being a big eater in the morning
Mo Shangyun consciously chose to ignore the sight around him.
Eat half.
Yan Tianxing took his breakfast and sat down opposite her.
Glancing over Yan Tianxing's breakfast, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes and asked Yan Tianxing, "Eating so little?"
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