"dad."
"problem occurs?"
Mo Cang asked bluntly.
Mo Shangjun was silent for a while, and then asked, "Did Mom call you?"
Mo Cang: "..."
Not only did he make a phone call, but he also questioned how old he was, so he knew that he was bullying the younger.
Simply... inexplicable!
It took him a long time to coax people.
"Feel sorry."
After pondering for a while, Mo Shangyun said softly.
There was a pause, and then he asked, "What happened?"
"fine."
"It's okay, you're going to call your mother?" Mo Cang's tone suddenly increased.
Unless Cen Yan's birthday or Mother's Day is coming, Mo Shangyun will occasionally send messages to Cen Yan. Basically, she will never call for things that can be solved by text messages.
The only possibility is that something happened to her.
"Well," Mo Shangyun hesitated, his eyes lifted, and he landed on the document on the monitor, and then his voice was a little lower, "Dad, am I suitable for the military camp?"
"Not suitable."
What Mo Cang said was extremely certain.
Mo Shangyun's temperament should be like Cen Yan, wandering around the world.
His eyes slowly lowered, and Mo Shangyun said, "Master, they said..."
They felt she should stay in the army.
They say she can do a lot.
"Because they are soldiers." Mo Cang said solemnly.
They think Mo Shangyun is a genius.
They thought only the army was right for her.
They are good for Mo Shangyun from their own point of view, and Mo Shangyun has independent ideas since childhood, so when she chose the military school, no one in the family stopped her.
Even Cen Yan, who didn't like this daughter's entry into the army, didn't say a single "no".
Mo Shangyun was silent for a while, his expression a little cold, "You too."
"Because I am, I understand better." Mo Cang said.
"Then what do I want to leave now?"
Mo Shangjun asked with a smile, the smile was very shallow, so shallow that it looked reluctant.
Only, no one saw it.
Mo Cang was silent.
Finally, he said, "As long as you can be sure of what you want."
Mo Shangyun's eyes dimmed.
What a pity.
Because she can easily get whatever she wants, she never knows what she wants.
All along, she has been enlightening others, but that is only a bystander.
And those who are persuaded by her usually have many paths to take.
Entering can touch dreams and beliefs, and retreating can return to a peaceful life.
I don't know since when, all the choices that were placed in front of her were limited to the choice of the troops.
Because there are too many choices and standing too high, even she feels that she has a bright future.
All along, she has walked too easily, and she has come so easily now.
Then when she wanted to step back, she looked back and found that all those dazzling choices were gone.
This road to the end is not what she likes.
She didn't want to stand at the height of Mo Cang, and then under the pressure of various situations, for the so-called "righteousness", she made the same choice as he did three years ago.
"That's it?"
After waiting for Mo Shangyun's response, Mo Cang asked again.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Shangyun thought about it and said, "Black Eagle is in Ancheng."
"The Black Hawk thing has nothing to do with you."
Mo Cang said coldly, his words revealing invisible majesty and oppression.
Mo Shangyun asked with a smile, "Is it nothing to do with you?"
Word by word, like sarcasm.
After a moment's pause, Mo Cang's calm voice was mixed with a little helplessness, "Girl, you can't hold on to the past."
"Bye."
After Mo Shangyun finished speaking coldly, he cut off the phone directly.
The phone was turned off and thrown into the drawer.
She closed her eyes, picked up the training hat on the table and put it on her head with the brim lowered.
He got up, walked to the door, turned off the light, and closed the door by the way.
At the end of June, it was getting hotter and hotter. There was no cool breeze at night, and the air was stuffy and hot. A bright moon hung in the sky, and the sky was full of stars, all over the endless night sky.
Mo Shangjun stood in the corridor, raised his head, and stared at the shockingly beautiful night sky for a while.
However, the flying mosquitoes dispelled her interest.
She turned around and went downstairs.
Leaving the dormitory building, instead of going to the cafeteria to have dinner with other instructors, I chose the path up the mountain and walked all the way to the deserted place.
Did not return overnight.
The fact that Mo Shangjun took "sick leave" spread throughout the base the next day.
- Mo Shangyun, who has never been overwhelmed by anything, was overwhelmed by a summary! It's a miracle!
When Mo Shangjun returned to the base, took a bath, and returned to the office clean, she was greeted by all kinds of sympathetic and concerned eyes, and... It is said that Yan Tianxing specially asked the cooking class to cook the sick meal.
Mo Shangjun stood in front of the desk, looked at the sumptuous sick meal, paused for a while, and then remembered what he said to Yan Tianxing last night.
Mo Shangyun wished he couldn't knock on his head.
"sick?"
At this moment, Zhong Tianhao came over with a serious face and looked at Mo Shangyun, who was pale and haggard.
Brow wrinkled.
It doesn't look healthy.
Mo Shangjun smiled at him, "It's alright, it's alright."
He didn't sleep all night, didn't speak, and even spoke with a bit of hoarseness.
Now, Zhong Tianhao has already decided that she is trying to be brave.
"Don't be brave, you can rest when you are sick." Zhong Tianhao said very solemnly, and expressed that he paid great attention to this issue.
Duan Zimu also interjected, "Listen to Instructor Yan, you didn't come back overnight, did you go to the hospital?"
Mo Shangyun: "..."
She is really healthy.
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The mood of the bottle written in this part is a bit wrong, so sometimes it is a bit confusing. In the last chapter, I accidentally typed "Cen Yan" as "Baizhi"...
And, it can only be changed tomorrow.
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Needless to say, I am a pig.
411、I don't want to live like this