Mo Shangjun, who had a good night's sleep due to reduced work pressure, participated in a morning training session with his team members refreshed.
However, Mo Shangjun, who wanted to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast, then come back to take a shower and pack his luggage, saw the SUV driven by Yan Tianxing when they were disbanding.
Mo Shangyun glanced at it and walked over.
"So early?" When he came outside the driver's door, Mo Shangjun glanced at Yan Tianxing who was driving inside through the open window, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say we were leaving at eight o'clock?"
Yan Tianxing glanced at his watch and said, "I'll give you fifteen minutes."
His expression was indifferent, his tone was calm, and he seemed to have no intention of explaining to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun frowned inexplicably.
Mo Shangyun was a little unhappy when she didn't get a reply, but because Yan Tianxing gave Peng Yuqiu a few days of vacation, she took a deep breath and turned around and went upstairs without arguing with Yan Tianxing.
Looking at Mo Shangyun's back walking upstairs, Yan Tianxing frowned irritably. He opened the glove box in front of the car and reached for the cigarette case inside. But as soon as he picked out a cigarette, he couldn't help but move toward the dormitory building.
Glancing in the direction, he threw the box of cigarettes back, raised his fingers, and closed the glove box with a snap.
*
Yan Tianxing gave Mo Shangjun fifteen minutes.
Mo Shangyun was a professional soldier, and he didn't spend more than a minute. In this time, he took a shower, packed his clothes, and then quickly went downstairs to the car.
She glanced at her watch and thought that she had given Yan Tianxing two minutes as a gift.
Yan Tianxing's eyes stayed on her messy short hair for two seconds.
After she came back, Mo Shangjun cut her hair a little shorter, but she probably got someone to cut it for her. It was so cut that it was almost invisible to the eyes. She usually didn't notice it when she was wearing a hat, but when she took off the hat, it was extremely conspicuous.
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Mo Shangyun hurriedly went downstairs, holding the hat in his hand without putting it on at all. He just walked down with the hair that he had washed and wiped randomly without even grabbing a handful with his hands.
What's terrible is that she is quite proud.
Really unable to see, Yan Tianxing turned back to look ahead and said, "There are towels in the back seat."
"oh."
Mo Shangjun responded.
She opened the back door, got in, found a towel and rubbed her hair.
In the end, it was better not to wipe it off. After wiping it off, Mo Shangyun stared at the hair on the towel and fell into deep thought.
——Has your hair fallen out a bit recently?
Mo Shangyun, who originally didn't care about this kind of thing, suddenly felt a sense of danger of losing his hair.
So, Yan Tianxing was driving the car calmly in front, and suddenly he saw Mo Shangjun sticking his head out from the middle of the seat, tilting his head and staring at him.
"do what?"
Yan Tianxing asked with a frown.
After glancing at her, Yan Tianxing looked straight ahead and concentrated on driving.
However, Mo Shangyun, who had just taken a shower, had a pleasant fragrance on his body. This fragrance was so pervasive that Yan Tianxing could not avoid it for a while.
"A very sincere question."
Mo Shangyun tried hard to make his attitude sincere.
"ask."
Yan Tianxing responded coldly.
Looking at Yan Tianxing who was wearing a hat, Mo Shangyun was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he finally asked: "Will you lose your hair if you are under such work pressure all year round?"
Yan Tianxing finally looked sideways at her and asked with interest: "Are you going bald?"
Mo Shangyun's lips twitched, "If you talk nicely, we can still be friends."
"..." After a moment of silence, Yan Tianxing said honestly, "Only people like you who are full of things can lose their hair."
"..."
Okay, we must break off friendship along the way.
Mo Shangyun rolled his eyes at him and then sat back.
Yan Tianxing reminded: "Seat belt."
"..."
Mo Shangjun fastened his seat belt without saying a word.
*
The whole journey was silent.
GS9 is hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, and it takes a long time to go anywhere.
However, it only takes a few hours to get to the nearby village.
Today happened to be the time to go to the market. When they went there, the market had just started and the streets were very lively. There were even signs of traffic jams on this section of the road.
Yan Tianxing parked the SUV in front of a noodle restaurant.
Yan Tianxing said: "This store is not bad."
Mo Shangjun just thought he was finishing breakfast here, so he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. As soon as he landed, he saw Yan Tianxing staying here motionless, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
Leaning over and looking at Yan Tianxing in the car, Mo Shangjun asked, "What about you?"
Yan Tianxing looked at her and said, "I won't eat."
Not eating can mean you don’t want to eat, or you have already eaten.
But Mo Shangjun prefers the former.
From the moment he met Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangjun felt something strange.
In order to confirm his guess, Mo Shangyun asked: "Aren't you hungry?"
Yan Tianxing replied: "I'm not hungry."
"I'm not hungry" and "I've eaten" are the same two answers.
After thinking about it, Mo Shangjun walked to the market, but instead of going to the noodle restaurant recommended by Yan Tianxing, he went to a nearby bun shop.
She bought two baskets of xiaolongbao and two cups of soy milk. It took her less than three minutes to get on the bus again.
"Here," Mo Shangjun put the xiaolongbao and soy milk on the passenger seat, "You can eat if you're hungry on the way."
Seeing her actions, Yan Tianxing couldn't help but tilt his head.
Mo Shangjun's hair has dried, and her short hair hangs down smoothly. It is not messy at all, and the messy feeling caused by the dog's gnawing has also dissipated a lot. When she crossed her legs and drank soy milk, a ray of sunshine shone on her face, lowering her head.
The moment he spoke, he looked particularly gentle. (To be continued)