Liang Zhiqiong hugged Mo Shangjun tightly and muttered: "I have a nightmare."
"What's wrong?" Mo Shangyun asked, and then reminded, "I have water on me."
Liang Zhiqiong's body was hot, and Mo Shangjun's fingers touched her forehead, which was frighteningly hot.
high fever.
She was in a daze due to the fever. She woke up crying from a nightmare with wet tears on her face. She muttered: "I dreamed about Yu Qiu-"
Before he finished speaking, Liang Zhiqiong stopped again.
She didn't dare to say it.
I obviously don’t believe this, but I still feel it’s taboo.
And, even if she didn't explain it clearly, Mo Shangjun could probably guess it.
I heard that Peng Yuqiu was one of the people transferred there.
When Liang Zhiqiong met Peng Yuqiu on a mission for the first time, it was inevitable that she would be worried, and it was understandable that she would have nightmares.
"Go in and talk."
Not caring about her reckless behavior, Mo Shangyun broke away from her, closed the door, and took off his wet raincoat.
Liang Zhiqiong was barefoot on the ground, shaky due to sleepiness and fever, and could not stand firmly.
Mo Shangjun dragged out Ding Jing's chair and helped Liang Zhiqiong sit on it. Unexpectedly, she collapsed as if she had no bones as soon as she touched the chair, and crawled onto Ding Jing's desk.
Liang Zhiqiong sobbed twice, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and then said: "My head hurts so much."
Walking to his desk, Mo Shangyun squatted down, opened the small cabinet door under the drawer, found a box, and rummaged through the cold medicine in the faint light.
She asked: "What are you doing here?"
"Ding Jing isn't here, um... I'm looking for you... to sleep together..." Liang Zhiqiong said intermittently.
I can't even speak clearly.
Mo Shangjun rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, then poured a glass of water, came over, and force-fed the medicine to Liang Zhiqiong.
Liang Zhiqiong was so confused from the fever that she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. She occasionally complained about her headache, occasionally shed tears silently, and kept Mo Shangyun busy for a while.
After waiting for Liang Zhiqiong to take the medicine, Mo Shangjun began to coax Liang Zhiqiong to go to bed.
Now that it's time like this, he won't drive Liang Zhiqiong back. Since she wants to sleep with him, that's up to her.
If Liang Zhiqiong was awake, Mo Shangyun would probably throw Liang Zhiqiong directly up, but in Liang Zhiqiong's situation now, throwing her on the bed would be a bit harsh, so Mo Shangyun coaxed Liang Zhiqiong to climb onto the bed.
It was useless to talk to her for more than ten minutes. She just couldn't understand it anyway. Occasionally she would wake up and describe the content of the nightmare to Mo Shangyun. Finally, she was startled by Mo Shangyun's "This is an order" and Liang Zhiqiong closed her eyes.
I climbed up with my eyes swishing.
Even now, she was able to distinguish Mo Shangjun's bed and lie down obediently.
Standing in the light and shadow of thunder and lightning, Mo Shangyun let out a long sigh before going to the balcony to wash up.
The rain outside never got better. After washing up, Mo Shangyun stood on the balcony for a while before returning to the dormitory.
After taking the medicine and struggling, Liang Zhiqiong became much better lying in bed.
Soon, Mo Shangjun also climbed onto the bed.
Seeing that Liang Zhiqiong seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, Mo Shangjun wanted to go to Ding Jing's bed to sleep, but as soon as he got up, he heard Liang Zhiqiong murmuring her name in his sleep.
After thinking about it, Mo Shangyun returned to his bed and lay down next to Liang Zhiqiong.
Soon, Liang Zhiqiong wrapped herself up naturally, her hot forehead pressed against Mo Shangjun's shoulder, and her clothes soon became wet with tears.
Liang Zhiqiong whispered softly, "Mo Shangjun, I'm so worried about him."
"Um."
"I dreamed about it." Liang Zhiqiong continued, "The heavy machine gun, they showed us the video during the assessment. After one shot, the whole hand flew off, and the body was dismembered and torn apart."
"..."
Mo Shangyun suddenly fell silent.
She herself has made similar videos.
When I was making the video, I still felt that this was a bit far away from me. Even though I would think about it for a long time after watching it, the shock of the video alone was enough to make people feel awe of war and life.
At that time, she was thinking, what really happened to a living person?
Now she was thinking, what if it happened to someone she knew?
shudder.
Liang Zhiqiong was chattering while holding her. It was obvious that Liang Zhiqiong was afraid to sleep, fearing that the same nightmare would happen again when she fell asleep. However, she was exhausted due to physical reasons, so she talked intermittently.
I don’t know how long she spoke.
Mo Shangjun would occasionally echo her, and finally, driven by sleepiness and drunkenness, he fell asleep unconsciously.
At dawn, Mo Shangjun was struck awake by a bolt of lightning.
Almost at the moment when she heard the thunder, she suddenly woke up completely. But after the thunder, the sound of rain outside, the tranquility of the dormitory, and Liang Zhiqiong's breathing all made Mo Shangyun feel like a dream but not a dream.
Feel.
When he closed his eyes again, Mo Shangyun realized that he couldn't sleep.
Liang Zhiqiong didn't know when she fell asleep, but she was sleeping peacefully now. She tested the temperature on Liang Zhiqiong's forehead with her hand, and found that it was much better than before.
Mo Shangyun opened his eyes, thinking about some miscellaneous things, and waited until the wake-up whistle sounded.
Hearing the sound, Liang Zhiqiong drowsily sat up from the bed, only to find that her limbs were weak and her whole body had no energy.
"You have a fever, keep sleeping." Mo Shangjun put on his clothes and said to Liang Zhiqiong, "I'll give you half a day off."
Liang Zhiqiong was stunned for a moment, then tried to open his eyes, raised his hand to fumble with his clothes, and said stubbornly: "I want to train."
She is still at the bottom of the second team.
Can't be lazy.
Mo Shangyun glanced at her, hesitated, and finally said nothing else, letting her make her own choice.
The army is not a hotbed, especially in the special forces. All progress achieved through hard work and hard work is your own responsibility.
When she was getting dressed, Liang Zhiqiong found that Mo Shangjun had already gotten out of bed and put on her shoes. She lay on the bed railing and asked Mo Shangjun, "Mo Shangjun, were you taking care of me last night?"
Glancing at her sideways, Mo Shangyun continued to tie his shoelaces and asked coolly: "Does it count if I throw you on the bed?"
"..."
Liang Zhiqiong remained silent.
She couldn't remember that much.
But she remembered that Mo Shangyun gave her medicine, covered her with quilts, and patiently replied to her when she talked a lot...
Forget it, this awkward person.
After a pause, Liang Zhiqiong asked: "Is their mission over?"
Mo Shangjun said: "I don't know."
Licking her lips nervously, Liang Zhiqiong raised her hand to press her beating chest and asked, "Are you going to train later, or are you going to do something else?"
"office."
Mo Shangyun dropped the answer, got up and went to the balcony.
Because she was busy gathering, Liang Zhiqiong was already too late, so she hurriedly put on her clothes and shoes and went out. She only had time to say a quick word to Mo Shangjun on the way out.
But Mo Shangjun didn't need to rush, he gargled his mouth and washed his face slowly.
She usually just washes her face randomly, but when she sees the face wash that Ding Jing brought her that she hasn't used much, she accidentally takes some time to wash her face with facial cleanser.
After washing his face refreshingly and wiping it with a towel, Mo Shangjun looked up and saw his own face in the mirror.
She rarely looks in the mirror.
She remembered what she looked like, but when she suddenly saw herself in the mirror, she felt a sense of trance for no reason, as if she was a little strange.
She saw that her 20-year-old self had changed slightly compared to her 1-year-old self. Her facial features had not changed much, she was less childish, and her outline became more three-dimensional.
I feel a little tired after staying up late, but there are no obvious signs.
This subtle change seems to be a process and a sign of maturity.
Putting the towel back in place, Mo Shangyun tidied the dormitory again, then took the raincoat and walked out.
When she came downstairs, the two women's teams had already started their morning exercises, and they looked the same as before. The rain hadn't stopped yet, and the fresh air was still mixed with the smell of moisture. It was heavy in the lungs and a little choking.
.
Mo Shangjun put on his raincoat and walked to the front of the office building.
She stood under the gray sky, and the rain was flowing freely in the air. When she raised her head, there was rain falling from the sky. The coolness made her squint her eyes unconsciously.
After standing for a while, she walked into the office building.
I didn’t encounter anything along the way, and there were no people working overtime or standing guard.
She came to her office, threw her raincoat into the bucket at the door, and then sat at her desk to deal with the remaining matters from last night.
Occasionally, she would glance at the landline phone on the table, but she never heard any sound.
What finally rang was the cell phone she had put in the drawer.
My mobile phone has been used frequently these days and I always remember to charge it. When it vibrated in the drawer, Mo Shangjun was a little unable to react quickly.
Stopping what she was doing, Mo Shangyun opened the drawer. After seeing [Ding Jing]'s note, she picked it up and answered it.
Then, she heard Ding Jing say: "Mo Shangyun, listen to me..." (To be continued)