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121, eat soft rice without brushing your face(1/2)

I stayed in the jungle for a full twenty days.

The only scenery that catches the eye is the green mountains and rivers, and the ordinary tent camps.

The mountain road is bumpy, and no matter how good Yan Tianxing's driving skills are, the car will inevitably shake.

Mo Shangyun closed his eyes and rested. After a while, he opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, leaned against the car door, and leaned his head gently on the car window.

From her angle, Yan Tianxing couldn't be seen.

Not even a hair can be seen.

The only thing that can be seen is the broad shoulders, wrapped in jungle camouflage uniforms, with a shallow light shining down, and an inexplicable texture.

Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and looked outside through the opposite car window.

There is no bumpy road in sight. In the distance there are mountains and mountains. There are only trees nearby. The trees blocking the view seem to have more green buds. They are green and green hanging on the treetops, fluttering in the wind and refracted in the sun.

Into the dazzling light.

When I have nothing to do, my thoughts wander a little far.

For no reason, I thought of the scene when I asked Yan Tianxing to "quit" that day.

The weather was good that day, the sky was filled with sunset, and Yan Tianxing stood in the warm light, which looked so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

——Yan Tianxing, I applied to withdraw.

After she finished speaking, the already not warm room suddenly became completely cold. Even the gentle breeze under the setting sun carried a biting chill, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month.

After a long time, Yan Tianxing said: "After completing the second stage, I will let you go."

Besides, there is nothing else to say.

He didn't even say, "The speech is only for three days, there is no need to quit right now."

Perhaps Yan Tianxing didn't ask much about this, and Mo Shangjun didn't leave on the spot, but agreed.

The two reached an agreement - the second stage was over and Mo Shangyun abstained.

However, since then, I have not had any contact with Yan Tianxing.

I changed my mind and got away from this topic.

Mo Shangyun tilted his head, looked at the driver's seat in front of him, and asked lazily: "How is Ni Nu?"

"Sent back." Yan Tianxing quickly replied.

So fast?

"Where's the injury?" Mo Shangyun asked again.

"It won't get better in a while."

"oh."

Mo Shangjun played with the removed helmet with great interest.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bothered writing the report.

After all, with Ni Nu's current injury, it is absolutely impossible for him to participate in next month's training camp.

After a moment of pause, Yan Tianxing suddenly asked: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"It's not stable."

Mo Shangjun lowered his eyes and tapped his helmet with his fingers. It was neither light nor heavy, but the sound in the car was extremely clear.

In front of him, Yan Tianxing almost laughed angrily at him, gritted his teeth and said, "That's really embarrassing."

"polite."

Mo Shangyun replied shamelessly.

Yan Tianxing: "..."

Too lazy to tell her more.

However, very quickly, the car was traveling a little faster without even realizing it.

The road is long, so instead of trying to be as smooth as possible, it would be better to shorten the time.

By the way, let Mo Shangyun suffer a little.

It was obvious that the car was gradually shaking, and Mo Shangyun looked forward speechlessly, and then felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.

It's also quite stingy.

Of course, Mo Shangyun, who thought he had a good temper, thought about it and decided not to argue with Yan Tianxing.

I was bored, so on the way, I went through the speech in my mind.

Lecture time: 1,,, at three universities in Beijing, lasting three days in total.

Mo Shangjun has never been to a class in person, he has always followed the instructor, so he knows what to say, what not to say, where to start, and what kind of emotions to arouse.

However, Chen Lu is the protagonist.

She didn't worry too much about the speech.

I thought about it in my mind.

When I came back to my senses again, the scenery outside the window had changed.

There are continuous mountains in the distance, and picturesque villages nearby. A few houses are occasionally built on the spacious land. There are more fields than houses, but it is not yet the season for planting crops. The fields are barren and weeds are everywhere.

.

The jeep driving on the road, I don’t know when, gradually became smoother and no longer as bumpy as before.

Mo Shangjun lazily yawned.

As soon as it was flat, fatigue swept over me.

I stayed in the wild for seven days, and I didn't get a good rest on the last day. I didn't feel tired before, but once I was in a comfortable environment, my nerves naturally relaxed and I really felt like sleeping.

Squinting his eyes, Mo Shangyun asked lazily: "What time will you arrive?"

"7 o'clock."

Yan Tianxing quickly gave the answer.

"oh."

Mo Shangjun responded.

Then, I closed my eyes.

*

It's less than seven o'clock.

The sky was completely dark, and the jeep drove into the city. The sky was quiet and dark, and even the stars could not be seen. However, the city was brightly lit, with street lights and neon lights, and the light enveloped the entire city.

The sound of car horns, people's voices, and the sound of the wind are intertwined together, making it noisy and noisy, making it impossible to calm down for no reason.

Mo Shangyun was woken up.

She was sleeping a little deeply. When she opened her eyes, her head was slightly heavy. She frowned subconsciously. What came into view were traffic on the road, high-rise buildings, and pedestrians on the street.

Maybe he was used to living in the jungle and hadn't seen such a scene for a long time. Mo Shangjun squinted his eyes slightly and watched for a long time before the irritation in his eyes gradually disappeared.

She glanced at her watch.

It's still a few minutes until seven o'clock.

Mo Shangyun stood up, sat upright, and threw the helmet in his hand onto the seat beside him.

According to the arrangement, I will fly out at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning and I need to stay in a hotel for one night tonight.

"Brother Xing, are you going back tonight?"

Falling back and leaning on the back of the chair, Mo Shangyun asked forward.

My head was a little dizzy, and my voice was not as strong as before. It was crisp, decisive, soft, and the tone was surprisingly soft.

It seems to be able to soften people's hearts.

"Um."

Yan Tianxing leaned back slightly, getting closer to Mo Shangyun.

"Let's have a meal," Mo Shangjun opened the car window, and the cool evening breeze blew in, waking her up a little. She said, "I'm treating you."

"It's no problem to treat us," Yan Tianxing said lazily, with a faint smile in his tone, "Have you brought any money?"

Mo Shangyun: "...with a face."

I really forgot.

I don’t know if it was paid by Mo Cang or Yan Tianxing for the air tickets and hotel.

After pausing for a moment, Mo Shangyun thought about it and finally did not pursue the issue.

It doesn’t matter who comes out.
To be continued...
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