After returning home after relaxing, Mo Shangyun thought that Yan Tianxing's message had not been replied yet, so he stopped by the office to get his cell phone.
Lang Yan was still busy, looking at the relaxed Mo Shangjun, he expressed envy from the bottom of his heart.
However, he didn't receive a call all night, which made Lang Yan very happy - it felt so good that no one came to disturb him. It would be better if people who came to him in the future were so conscious.
Mo Shangjun gave him a look of sympathy in return.
Go out.
Back in the dormitory, Mo Shangyun turned on his cell phone.
However, the first message that jumped out was not Yan Tianxing's message, but Song Xiuliang's.
A haunted man.
——"Song Xiuliang: Classmate Mo Shangjun, escaping is not the way to solve the problem."
——"Song Xiuliang: Your father will ask me about your mental condition from time to time. I've been hiding this from you for several years, why can't you cooperate a little bit?"
——"Song Xiuliang: If this continues, it will have an impact on your current work."
——"Song Xiuliang: I will be transferred away soon. Can you cherish me?"
——"Song Xiuliang: There is no such shop after passing this village."
…
It's all words like that.
Use both soft and hard tactics.
Song Xiuliang's shameless, mean-spirited sense of familiarity rushed towards him.
Mo Shangyun took a deep breath.
After exiting, he first sent a message to Yan Tianxing, hesitated for a moment, and then replied to Song Xiuliang.
——"Mo Shangjun: I am very healthy and don't need to worry."
As soon as it was sent, the message came back.
——"Song Xiuliang: Deceiving himself and others."
——"Song Xiuliang: I don't believe you if you say you are 100% healthy physically, let alone mentally."
——"Mo Shangjun: Doctor Song, you are just looking for trouble."
——"Song Xiuliang: The world needs people like me who are looking for trouble."
——"Mo Shangjun: You delayed me from saving the world."
——"Song Xiuliang:..."
——"Song Xiuliang: A bit of a middle schooler."
Mo Shangjun gritted his teeth and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
I was about to block him, but another message popped up.
——"Song Xiuliang: If you block me, it will be difficult for you and your father to explain."
Mo Shangyun: "..."
——"Song Xiuliang: Just two questions, please cooperate."
——"Song Xiuliang: First, do auditory hallucinations in the left ear occur frequently? Second, when do they usually become more severe?"
——"Mo Shangjun: One, it's okay. Two, the sound of gunshots."
——"Song Xiuliang: I'll just say it has an impact on your work."
——"Mo Shangjun: You can disappear."
Mo Shangjun finished typing the last sentence patiently.
Then, he decisively blocked his phone number and WeChat account.
I never thought of blocking him because he never contacted her.
Three years ago, around this time, Song Xiuliang, a psychiatrist who had just graduated with a Ph.D., was successfully roped in by Mo Cang to provide psychological counseling to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun was still recuperating in the hospital at the time and couldn't run away. In addition, Song Xiuliang's work ethics was really impeccable, so he tried every means to meet her and talk to her. No matter how venomous and sarcastic she was, he would still be patient and evasive.
In the past, there was no life at all. Because the days in the hospital were boring, and few people knew about her injury and hospitalization, and no one came to visit her. So when this person was bored, he saw someone who could talk.
, no matter how much he resisted, he seemed somewhat pleasing to the eye, but gradually he became regarded as a friend.
At that time, Song Xiuliang knew the general story of the matter, and the source was Mo Cang, but Song Xiuliang only knew what Mo Cang knew, so he tried to get words out of her with emotion and reason. Mo Shangyun initially
I was disgusted, but as time went by, Song Xiuliang would talk to him a little bit when he mentioned it in a roundabout way.
As for the problem with her left ear, she discovered it two months after she was hospitalized and didn't tell anyone. However, Song Xiuliang discovered something strange with his keen intuition. When he couldn't directly ask questions, he found many ways to test it.
Fortunately, he could come up with so many ways that Mo Shangyun had no choice but to talk to him.
Song Xiuliang slammed the table at that time and said that it was terrible, the situation was more serious than he imagined.
Mo Shangyun beat him up and asked him to hide the matter.
Song Xiuliang said with a bruised nose and face that he would try his best. But in fact, he was quite reliable. Anyway, no third person knew about it until now.
Since she returned to school three years ago, she has almost gotten rid of him. In addition, her mobile phone is basically not turned on, and she ignores his messages when she turns it on occasionally. He cannot contact her, so there is nothing she can do.
In the first year, I contacted her more often. In the second year, my patience seemed to be gradually exhausted, and the number of contacts gradually became less and less. In the third year, which is this year, I basically didn’t see any news from him.
Mo Shangjun almost forgot about him.
As a result, he came out again at this time.
As I thought about this, my phone buzzed.
It's Yan Tianxing.
Mo Shangjun took off his training hat and put it on the table, then answered the phone.
*
The next day, with the help of his mentor, Mo Shangyun got approval from his leader early in the morning - approval to go on a business trip.
From the afternoon of the 1st until the 6th of next month, for almost a week, Mo Shangyun could basically move around freely as long as he obtained the consent of his instructor.
Mo Shangyun was very satisfied with this.
He even forgot about what happened to Song Xiuliang last night.
In the morning in the company, Mo Shangjun took the initiative to find Zhang Zheng, the platoon leader, and all the squad leaders (including the acting squad leader) to go to the first floor for a meeting, and summarized in detail the training results of their second company in the past ten days, and then
After explaining the key points and plans for the following training, asking them to take notes one by one, and explaining their respective management tasks for the squad and platoon, the team was announced to be disbanded.
Even if she has to leave for a few days, her goals cannot change and the plan must go on as scheduled.
And the result must be consistent with what she thought.
——Possibly, this is the last time she will lead troops in the Second Company.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)