Just after midnight, Bu Yirong came to see Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangjun heard the noise that Bu Yirong deliberately made - this was a code indicating that friendly troops were approaching and there was no need to be vigilant.

After putting down the telescope, Mo Shangjun glanced at the sleeping Ding Jing, then at Bu Yirong's figure, and then took the initiative to stand up and walk towards Bu Yirong.

Seeing this, Bu Yirong did not get closer, but stood there and waited for her.

Not long after, Mo Shangjun pushed aside the bushes and grass blocking the way, and smoothly followed Yong Rong.

Bu Yirong held the satellite phone in his hand and was responsible for meeting Dark to get the equipment.

"Meet?" Mo Shangyun asked in a low voice.

"Um."

Bu Yirong responded and distributed the equipment he got to Mo Shangyun.

He only took his and Su Bei's points, and gave all the equipment of Mo Shangyun, Ding Jing and Yan Tianxing to Mo Shangyun.

The equipment for three people is a little heavy, but it feels very secure when carried in the hand.

Weighing it in his hand, Mo Shangjun curled his lips and said, "Thank you."

Bu Yirong smiled and said: "Thank you for your contribution."

The two of them said goodbye.

Bu Yirong took the equipment to join Su Bei, while Mo Shangyun took the equipment and returned to Ding Jing.

Ding Jingjiang did not wake up, so he closed his eyes and asked Mo Shangyun if the equipment had arrived.

After Mo Shangyun said "hmm" and answered in the affirmative, Ding Jing fell asleep again.

Mo Shangjun spent a few minutes placing all the equipment in categories.

You can clearly distinguish its specific location, it is complex but not messy, and it is within reach.

Firearms, ammunition, communications equipment.

complete.

Mo Shangyun stared at the equipment. After looking at it for a while, he let out a long breath.

The sense of security that destructive weapons bring to people is simply unimaginable.

My heart is completely at ease.

Picking up the telescope, Mo Shangjun continued to observe the situation.

The village that seemed shrouded in tranquility was far from quiet as imagined.

There are still people coming and going occasionally.

After a long time, Mo Shangjun finally yawned. When tears welled up in his eyes, the scene he saw through the telescope lens was a bit hazy.

However, in these brief seconds, Mo Shangjun caught a glimpse of a familiar tattoo.

Gone in a flash.

Mo Shangyun woke up instantly.

*

Four o'clock in the morning.

As autumn arrives, the sky gets brighter and later.

At this point, the sky outside was extremely dark, with not a single star hanging in the sky. The night was pitch black, with no light visible.

When he should have fallen into sleep, Yan Tianxing suddenly opened his eyes.

And, in an instant, he woke up.

Slight footsteps, heavy objects blowing in the wind, air currents in the air...

A figure appeared in front of the bed.

Quietly, with cat-like agility.

Yan Tianxing, who had been alert and prepared for the first time, suddenly lost sight of the figure in front of the bed, and his heart suddenly returned to its original place.

Hearing the slight movement on the bed, Mo Shangyun asked in a low voice: "Are you awake?"

"Um."

Yan Tianxing responded.

"The alertness is so high."

Mo Shangjun muttered, took off his coat and threw it on the chair next to him.

Yan Tianxing chuckled: "It's worse than you."

"..."

Mo Shangjun was thinking about whether this was a compliment.

Then, she heard Yan Tianxing add with a slight smile: "I won't sleep with anyone next to me."

"..." After a pause, Mo Shangyun opened a corner of the quilt, took off her shoes, got in and lay on her side. She pillowed next to Yan Tianxing, groped with her hands in the quilt, grabbed Yan Tianxing's hand, and said softly, "

I can’t do it now.”

Yan Tianxing clasped her fingers, and with a low and warm smile in his voice, he said: "So, it's not me who can cure your bad problem?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Mo Shangjun coaxed him, "Yan Xiaoxing, don't be jealous."

"I'm so sour." Yan Tianxing followed her and said.

"Used to it."

Her fingers scratched the palm of his hand, and Mo Shangyun tilted his head forward, getting closer to him.

"How many more little lovers do you want to have?" Yan Tianxing's tone was doting and helpless.

"Don't be afraid of too many lovers, as long as you are good-looking." Mo Shangyun was quite proud, not guilty or nervous, very calm and composed.

"I'm not better looking than them?"

"The types are different..." Mo Shangyun said, "Don't worry, you will always be the one with the right reputation."

"..."

Fallen.

He actually fell to the point of being jealous of a group of women?

My heart is still sour.

Just in case this topic became more and more unbearable, Yan Tianxing stopped it in time and then changed the topic, "Didn't you sleep all night?"

"Yeah." Mo Shangyun responded softly, and then said, "I'll take a nap."

"Um."

"I'll talk to you when I wake up..."

"good."

Yan Tianxing responded to her patiently.

However, in the blink of an eye, Mo Shangjun's shallow breathing was heard.

Tilting his head, Yan Tianxing could clearly see her outline in the darkness.

She has fallen asleep.

She was very disciplined when sleeping, lying on her side, motionless, and no longer attacked him in her sleep when her hand was held by him.

There has indeed been a big change.

Listening to her breathing and feeling the warmth of her lying beside him, Yan Tianxing's remaining sleepiness was swept away, and his brain became clearer and clearer as time went by.

This situation is like a dream.

*

Mo Shangyun slept peacefully for two hours.

She woke up naturally.

When she woke up, Yan Tianxing was still lying beside her.

It should have cooled down.

The quilt was very thin, but his body temperature was very warm and he didn't feel the slightest chill.

Mo Shangjun opened her eyes. Since she was not completely awake yet, she unconsciously squinted her eyes and saw Yan Tianxing in the early morning light through the gap.

Tranquility and peace of mind.

Everything seemed like a dream.
To be continued...