Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"dad."

"problem occurs?"

Mo Cang asked directly.

Mo Shangyun was silent for a while and asked: "Mom called you?"

Mo Cang: "..."

Not only did he call, but he also questioned him when he was old, and he knew that he was bullying the young.

Simply... somehow!

It took him a long time to coax people.

"Sorry."

Thinking about half loudly, the ink said lightly.

There was a pause there, and then I asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay."

"Are you going to call your mother?" Mo Cang's tone increased sharply.

Unless Cen Tuo celebrates her birthday or Mother's Day, Mo Shangyun occasionally sends Cen Tuo a message, basically something that can be solved by text message, she never calls.

The only possibility is that something went wrong on her side.

"Well," Mo Shangyun hesitated, and looked up at the document on the monitor. Then his voice fell a bit, "Dad, am I suitable for military camp?"

"Not suitable."

Mo Cang said this extremely.

Mo Shangyun's character should be like Cen Zhuo, leaving behind waves.

His eyes slowly lowered, and Mo Shangyun said, "Master, they said..."

They think she should stay in the army.

They said she could do many things.

"Because they are soldiers." Mo Cang said in a deep voice.

They think Mo Shangyun is a genius.

They think that only troops are suitable for her.

They favored Mo Shangyun from their own perspective, and Mo Shangyun had an independent idea since childhood, so when she chose a military academy, no one in the family stopped her.

Even if Cen Tuan, who didn't like the daughter's entry into the army, never said a word "no".

Mo Shangyun was silent for a while, and his expression was a bit cool, "You too."

"Because I am, so I know better." Mo Cang said.

"Then I want to go now?"

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile, the smile was very shallow, so shallow that the person looked very reluctant.

But no one saw it.

Mo Cang was silent.

Finally, he said: "As long as you can determine what you want."

The color on the ink faded.

What a pity.

Because no matter what she can get easily, she never knows what she wants.

All along, she is enlightening others, but that is just a bystander.

And those who are persuaded by her usually have many ways to go.

Entering can touch dreams and beliefs, and returning can return to a peaceful life.

I don’t know when she was in front of her. All of them were limited to the choice of the army.

Because she has too many choices and stands too high, even she feels that she has no future.

All along, she walked too easily, and walked so easily to the present.

Then when she wanted to step back, she looked back and found that the dazzling choices were all gone.

She did not like this path to the end.

She didn't want to stand at the height of Mo Cang, and then under the pressure of various situations, she made the same choice as he did three years ago for the so-called "big righteousness".

"Just this matter?"

Mo Cang asked again when he hadn't waited for Mo Shangjun's response.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Shangyun thought about it and said, "The Black Eagle is in Ancheng."

"The Black Hawk has nothing to do with you."

Mo Cang said coldly, revealing invisible majesty and oppression.

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile: "Is it none of your business?"

Word by word is like satire.

After a pause, Mo Cang's steady voice was mixed with a little helplessness, "Girl, you can't hold on to the past."

"Bye."

Mo Shangjun finished coldly and cut off the phone directly.

The phone turned off and was thrown into the drawer.

She closed her eyes, picked up the training cap resting on the table, put it on her head, and the brim was low.

He got up, walked to the door, turned off the light, and gave the door by the way.

The sky at the end of June was getting hotter, there was no cool breeze at night, the air was stuffy and hot, a bright moon was hung in the sky, the stars were all over the sky, all over the endless night sky.

Mo Shangjun stood in the corridor, raised his head, and looked at the night sky astonished at the beauty.

However, the flying mosquitoes dispelled her interest.

She turned around and went downstairs.

After leaving the office building, instead of going to the cafeteria to have dinner with other instructors, he chose the path up the mountain and walked all the way to a deserted place.

Did not return overnight.

*

Mo Shangyun asked for "sick leave" and spread it throughout the base the next day.

—— Mo Shangyun, who had never been able to overwhelm anything, was overwhelmed by a summary! It's an anecdote!

When Mo Shangyun returned to the base, took a shower, and returned to the office cleanly, she was greeted with various compassionate and concerned eyes, and... it is said that Yan Tianxing specially asked the cooking class to make sick meals.

Mo Shangjun stood at the desk and looked at the sumptuous sickness meal. After a pause, he remembered what he said to Yan Tianxing last night.

Mo Shangyun hated to knock on his head.

"I got sick?"

At this moment, Zhong Tianhao came over with a serious face, and looked at the pale, slightly haggard ink on his face.

Frowning.

It looks unhealthy.

Mo Shangyun smiled at him, "It's okay, it's alright."

I haven't slept all night, and haven't spoken, even the words are a bit hoarse

At this time, Zhong Tianhao had determined that she was brave.

"You don't need to be brave, you can rest if you are sick." Zhong Tianhao said seriously, and said he paid great attention to this issue.

Duan Zimu also interjected, "Listening to Instructor Yan, you didn't come back overnight, did you go to the hospital?"

Mo Shangyun: "..."

She is really healthy.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

The mood of the bottle written in this part is a bit wrong, so sometimes it is a bit confusing. In the last chapter, I accidentally labeled "Cen Zuan" as "Bai Zhi"...

Moreover, it can be changed tomorrow.

...

Needless to say, I am a pig.