After giving Yan Tianxing a sad look, Mo Shangjun took off his raincoat, turned around and left.
However, as soon as she came to the corridor, she felt a change in the air, and something with a cool air came from behind. The moment she turned sideways, she reached out and grabbed the jacket that Yan Tianxing threw in her hand.
inside.
Looking at the coat in his hand, Mo Shangyun was stunned, not understanding what Yan Tianxing meant.
As soon as she raised her eyes, Yan Tianxing, wearing only short sleeves, walked up to her.
He paused slightly, then lowered his head and looked at Mo Shangyun, and said calmly: "As an adult, you must be brave enough to take responsibility."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Tianxing walked past Mo Shangyun and walked up the stairs.
"..."
What the hell?
Mo Shangyun's lips twitched slightly, he grabbed his coat and followed him upstairs.
When he arrived on the third floor, Mo Shangjun stood in front of the door, took out his room card, and then asked Yan Tianxing, who had already opened the door next to him, "What time do you leave?"
Yan Tianxing asked: "Ding Jing has arrived?"
Mo Shangjun said: "The phone is in the room, I have to ask."
Although they were far away, Mo Shangjun asked Ding Jing to set off earlier. It is estimated that Ding Jing left before dawn. According to the time, it should have arrived at this point.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing responded and pushed the door open.
Mo Shangyun also entered the door later.
The first thing I did when I entered the door was to hang up my clothes on hangers, and then I went to find a fully charged mobile phone to call Ding Jing.
"Are you done?" Ding Jing's first sentence after answering the phone was to ask.
After humming, Mo Shangyun asked, "Are we here?"
"I just arrived and I'm making noodles."
I did hear people shouting and shouting in the store on the phone, it was quite noisy.
Mo Shangyun told Ding Jing an address and asked Ding Jing to wait there first. After indicating that he and Yan Tianxing would arrive soon, he hung up the phone.
After sorting out his backpack and putting on his only casual clothes, Mo Shangjun took out the hair dryer and used the maximum wind and the highest temperature to dry Yan Tianxing's coat.
Fortunately, the effect was remarkable. After the hair dryer buzzed for a few minutes, she touched her coat again. Except for being a little hot, it was basically dry.
After putting away the hair dryer, Mo Shangyun picked up his backpack and put it on his shoulders. He raised his hand and pulled the coat off the hanger. Then he took the room card and went out, knocking on the door next door.
The door opened quickly.
Yan Tianxing appeared at the door in casual clothes, a white shirt and black trousers, a very simple combination. There was always a sense of abstinence about him.
"Aren't you in a hurry to wear it?" Mo Shangjun threw the coat in his hand to him.
Taking the coat, Yan Tianxing touched the area that had been wet before and made sure it was dry before letting Mo Shangjun go.
Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows disdainfully, and then said: "Ding Jing has arrived, have you packed it up?"
"Um."
Yan Tianxing responded.
As early as last night, Mo Shangjun took the initiative to contact Yang Bai, and then gave Yang Bai the opportunity to mention that K wanted to see her, and made an appointment to meet at seven o'clock tonight.
Everything has been arranged, just wait for the meeting to finalize the plan, and then you can take action.
Although Mo Shangyun has sufficient plans and assurances, nothing can be guaranteed in this kind of action.
However, unexpectedly, Yan Tianxing, apart from being a little angry when he found out that she contacted Lin Jian, he acquiesced to her approach and plan and had no intention of stopping her.
He even gave up on persuasion.
Although, persuasion is useless.
After returning the room card to the front desk, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing left by car.
On the way, Mo Shangjun also received a call from Zhou Weichi. Zhou Weichi asked her if she had left, and even knocked on her door. When Mo Shangjun said yes, Zhou Weichi said with emotion.
We should have a meal together before leaving.
This guy was straightforward, easy to get along with, and not too mean-spirited. Mo Shangyun liked him quite a bit, so he said he would make an appointment next time when he had a chance, and then hung up the phone.
After seeing Mo Shangjun hang up the phone, Yan Tianxing looked at her calmly and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"There is a grilled fish restaurant in front of you -" Mo Shangyun said subconsciously. After a pause, she tilted her head and asked Yan Tianxing, "Do you still want to eat?"
It’s a lesson from heaven and earth. She subconsciously paid attention to the grilled fish restaurant, and it somehow got stuck in her mind.
So when Yan Tianxing asked, she spoke without thinking.
However, based on her recent observations, she found that Yan Tianxing did not eat fish every day. He would occasionally get a portion in the canteen, but most of the time he ate other things.
The taste will also change, and the same food will become boring after eating it for a long time, so she is not sure whether Yan Tianxing still likes to eat fish now...
"Um."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing nodded slightly.
have to!
Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing explained the address in detail.
I saw the grilled fish shop online. It is said to be a shop with some history. Mo Shangjun felt that it deserved the praise online. Anyway, in her opinion, the taste was pretty good.
After dinner, the two of them did not stay, but drove to the place agreed with Ding Jing.
However, as soon as the two of them got off the car and entered the door of the small hotel, they saw Ding Jing leaning against the door with his arms folded and looking at them particularly unhappily, "Is this what you meant by 'getting there soon'? I've been waiting for a long time.
It’s hours.”
"Isn't it still early?" Mo Shangyun shrugged without guilt.
Yan Tianxing just glanced at Ding Jing and didn't pay attention to Ding Jing's complaints. Instead, after reading the message, he went straight upstairs to find Lin Jian.
This is not the first time he has been to this small hotel, and he is familiar with the road.
However, when Mo Shangjun was about to follow him upstairs, Ding Jing reached out and stopped him.
"how?"
"Let's communicate," Ding Jing said. "Some things are hard to talk about on the phone. Now that we've met, we should reveal something no matter what, right?"
Mo Shangyun paused for a moment and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Ding Jing said: "Why are you so concerned about this matter?"
Mo Shangjun looked her over.
At this time, Yan Tianxing, who had walked a few steps, stopped and glanced at the two of them.
"Master Yan——"
Mo Shangyun opened his mouth and shouted, wanting Yan Tianxing to go upstairs first, but as soon as he said the words, Yan Tianxing dropped the car keys.
The car key made an arc in the air and fell into the right position. Mo Shangjun raised his hand and grabbed it.
"Come back early," Yan Tianxing said calmly, "I still have something to say."
After Yan Tianxing finished speaking, he turned around and continued upstairs, disappearing around the corner in an instant.
Ding Jing looked sideways for a moment, and finally said with emotion: "Not to mention, Captain Yan's appearance in casual clothes is quite eye-catching."
"right?"
Mo Shangjun smiled and raised his eyebrows.
Ding Jing asked strangely: "I didn't praise you, what are you proud of?"
"..."
"Speaking of which, don't you have anything else to wear?" Ding Jing looked at Mo Shangjun's usual casual clothes, "Is it this again?"
"You don't—"
Mo Shangjun took back the last word "Yang" in time.
What the heck, if you don’t look carefully, you won’t notice. Ding Jing actually cut off one-third of an ordinary white T-shirt and paired it with a pair of low-waisted denim pants.
A very nice black denim jacket.
Don't tell me, it's quite fashionable.
Mo Shangyun said that he was not qualified to refute her.
Ding Jing despised her very proudly.
I usually wear training uniforms in the army all year round, so I don’t have much chance to tidy myself up. Last time I left in a hurry, I wore the casual clothes assigned by the army, so I didn’t have to choose. Now I finally came out...still wearing those inconspicuous clothes.
, are you worthy of your face? Are you worthy of your figure?
From the small hotel to the car, Ding Jing was "educating" Mo Shangjun. Finally, Mo Shangjun couldn't bear it and said: "If I were you, I would definitely focus on how to eliminate dark circles first."
Ding Jing said in surprise: "Damn it, I have dark circles under my eyes?"
"..."
Mo Shangjun rolled his eyes at her with a headache.
With your attitude of being an owl all day and night, those who know clearly that you are in excusable circumstances, but those who don't know think that you are a member of the bald young people who are oppressed by life.
Too lazy to say more to Ding Jing, Mo Shangjun went straight to the point.
She knew what Ding Jing's doubts were.
It was just that it was clearly not a task assigned by the superiors, so why did Mo Shangyun still drag her along?
Ding Jing has participated in many actual battles and must know certain procedures better than she does. Naturally, it is easy to find something wrong with them.
How could an outspoken person like Ding Jing endure until now to ask, and Mo Shangjun couldn't just fool her.
"I have a master who was killed by someone with a shotgun. But it's possible that the S regiment was the one who got in the way." Mo Shangjun briefly and clearly summarized the starting point of her action.
Ding Jing looked at her, and then said oh.
Mo Shangjun told Ding Jing what happened in detail.
In the past, Mo Shangyun would try his best to avoid mentioning these things unless he had to, but this time, Mo Shangyun spoke very frankly.
In the past, she avoided mentioning it because she had no direction and it was useless to mention it, which would bring a burden to herself. But it was different now. She told Ding Jing because she could get in touch with the mystery.
She could finally do something.
Not thinking or daydreaming, but really doing things. (To be continued)