"My sixth sense is super strong, and I have an instinctive resistance to her closeness."
"Does this count?"
"Forget it." Xi Shuangcheng nodded, "Want to eat watermelon?"
"Forget it, I won't eat anymore. The military training is over soon anyway. You can eat whatever you want when you go back to school."
Manshu spit out the grape skins and was too lazy to eat the watermelon because she didn’t want water everywhere.
"Okay." Xi Shuangcheng nodded, "Is your girls' sixth sense really that accurate?"
He was a little curious.
"I don't think girls have a sixth sense, but some people are more sensitive. I can't like her."
"I'll check on her again, please help me pay attention too."
Manshu nodded, indicating that it was okay.
"By the way, since something is wrong with her, you must be careful not to get into the other person's way."
"She approached you for no reason, who knows why?"
Manshu was stunned: "Okay."
If Tian Ya was approaching her and her purpose was her, then she wouldn't be exposed now.
But if the target is not her, why should we get close to her?
Isn't this a contradiction?
The military training is over and the disciplinary decisions for those students have been made.
The school still wanted to protect these bad students as much as possible and only gave them major demerits.
But before I returned, the school had already announced it.
Obviously, he was also dissatisfied with the fact that this freshmen military training was such a big mess.
When Manshu and others left, the instructor walked outside the car, and everyone sang the last military song in the car to bid farewell to the instructor.
Some instructors smiled and waved to them, and started wiping tears as soon as the car drove away.
The students in the car burst into tears.
"Manshu, do you think instructor Zhang will remember us in the future?"
Today everyone's mobile phone was distributed, and many people immediately added the instructor's chat tool account.
But what's the use?
The instructors are training all day long, how often do they play with their mobile phones?
Lin Nan was also wiping tears. Manshu sat next to her and handed the napkin expressionlessly.
Lin Nan sniffed: "Why don't you cry? Aren't you sad that you will never see Instructor Zhang again?"
"I can't see him even if I cry. What's there to cry about? Didn't you call him Devil Instructor before?"
Manshu laughed.
Although she also felt that she had feelings for him after being together for a month, she probably still longed for college life.
There are also unknown dangers that are always with her.
There are too many different kinds of people on Manshu’s path of growth.
"I used to call him a devil, but he is also very good sometimes." Lin Nan chided, "I injured my ankle while running, and he carried me to the infirmary. His back is pretty good..."
Lin Nan's face turned red as he spoke.
"Very manly, right?" Manshu completed it for her.
Lin Nan nodded sheepishly: "Although he is usually very strict with us, he occasionally takes care of us secretly."
I heard that some instructors do not allow girls during their period to take leave, but their instructors still give them two days off.
Although I have to go to the cooking class to help cook these two days, the work of the cooking class seems to be just for them to open a small stove.
"Look, I'm not the only one crying. Mina hated the instructor so much before, isn't she wiping her tears now?"
Manshu followed her finger and looked at Mina.
The two of them stared directly at Mina. As soon as Mina finished wiping her tears, she met their eyes.
She glared at the two of them fiercely: "Why are you peeking at me?"
Lin Nan was a little embarrassed when she was caught, but Manshu was unhurried.
"If you don't look at us, how do you know we are looking at you?"