Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After distracted, Mo Shangyun thought that Yan Tianxing's message had not been returned, so he went to the office to pick up the phone.

Lang Yan was still busy, looking at the relaxed Mo Shangyun, and expressed envy at the bottom of his heart.

However, he didn't receive a call this evening, which made Lang Yan feel very happy-it was so nice to have no one to disturb him. It would be better if the people who were looking for him in the future would be so conscious.

Mo Shangyun returned him with sympathy.

Go out.

Back at the dormitory, Mo Shangjun's mobile phone was switched on.

However, the first thing that jumped out was not Yan Tianxing's message, but Song Songliang's.

A man with a lingering spirit.

——『Song Xiuliang: Classmate Mo Shangjun, evasion is not a solution to the problem. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: Your dad will ask me about your mental condition from time to time. I have kept it from you for several years, so you can’t cooperate a little bit? 』

——『Song Xiuliang: If you go on like this, it will have an impact on your current job. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: I’m going to be transferred soon. Can you cherish me? 』

——『Song Xiuliang: After this village, there is no such shop. 』

...

All these words.

Both hard and soft.

It belongs to Song Xiuliang's cheeky and cheesy vision.

Mo Shangyun took a deep breath.

Withdrawing, he first sent back a message to Yan Tianxing, hesitated for a moment, and then replied to Song Xiuliang.

——『Mo Shangyun: I am very healthy, don’t worry. 』

As soon as the message was sent, the message came back.

-"Song Xiuliang: Self-deception. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: I don’t believe that you are 100% healthy, let alone psychological. 』

——『Mo Shangyun: Doctor Song, you’re fine to find something. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: The world needs people like me who have nothing to do. 』

——『Mo Shangyun: You have delayed me in saving the world. 』

——『Song Xiuliang:……』

——『Song Xiuliang: A little in the second. 』

Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, too lazy to care for him.

I just wanted to pull him black and saw the news jump out again.

——『Song Xiuliang: Black me, you and your dad are not very good to explain. 』

Mo Shangyun: "..."

——『Song Xiuliang: Let’s cooperate on two issues. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: 1. Is the frequency of left ear auditory hallucinations frequent? 2. When is it generally serious? 』

——『Mo Shangyun: First, it’s okay. 2. Gunshots. 』

——『Song Xiuliang: I will say it has an impact on your work. 』

——『Mo Shangyun: You can disappear. 』

Mo Shangyun patiently finished the last sentence.

Then, he decisively blacked out his phone and WeChat.

I never remembered pulling him black, that's because he never contacted her.

Three years ago, at about this time, Song Xiuliang, a psychiatrist who had just graduated with a doctorate, was successfully attracted by Mo Cang to give counseling to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun was still recuperating in the hospital at the time, and he could not run away. In addition, Song Xiuliang’s professional ethics was really unchoosable. He tried to meet her and talk to her, and no matter how sarcasm she was, he was patient and patient. In the past, it was not angry at all. Because the days of hospitalization were boring, and little was known about her injuries and hospitalization, few people came to visit the hospital, so when this person was idle and bored, he saw someone who could speak, even if there was no resistance, how much looked a bit Pleasantly, he gradually regarded him as a friend.

At that time, Song Xiuliang knew what happened, and the source was Mo Cang, but Song Xiuliang only knew what Mo Cang knew, so he knew what he wanted to tell from her emotions. Mo Shangyun initially Very disgusting, but it took a long time, and Song Xiuliang would also tell him a little when he turned around.

As for the problem of her left ear, it was discovered after two months of hospitalization, and she didn't tell anyone. Song Xiuliang found a strange thing with her keen instinct and couldn't directly ask questions, so she found many ways to try it.

It was also because he could come up with so many ways, and even Mo Shangyun said to him helplessly.

Song Xiuliang clapped the table at the time and said badly that the situation was worse than he thought.

Mo Shangyun beat him up before he concealed it.

Song Xiuliang said with a swollen nose and blue face, try her best. ——However, in fact, he is quite reliable, anyway, no third person knows this.

Since she returned to school three years ago, she almost got rid of her, plus her mobile phone basically did not turn on, and occasionally turned on to see his message was ignored, he could not contact, so there was no alternative.

In the first year, I found her more often. In the second year, it seemed that my patience was slowly exhausted, and the number of contacts was gradually reduced. In the third year, this year, I basically did not see his news.

Mo Shangyun almost forgot him.

As a result, he got out again at this time.

At this point, the phone buzzed.

It is Yan Tianxing.

He picked up the training cap and put it on the table, and Mo Shangjun answered the phone.

*

The next day, with the help of a mentor, Mo Shangyun received the leadership's approval early in the morning. ——Approved business trip.

From the afternoon of the 31st until the 6th of the next month, for almost a week, Mo Shangyun can basically move freely with the consent of his tutor.

Mo Shangyun was very satisfied with this.

Even, the matter of Song Xiuliang last night was left behind.

In the morning in the company, Mo Shangyun took the initiative to find Zhang Zheng, a row of platoon leaders, and all the team leaders (including the acting team leader) to the first floor for a meeting, summarizing their training effectiveness over the past ten days in detail. Explain the following training focus and plan, let them take notes one by one, and then explain their respective management tasks for the class and platoon before they announce the dissolution.

Even if she had to leave for a few days, her goal could not be changed, and the plan had to be carried out on schedule.

And the result must be consistent with what she thought.

——It is possible that this is the last time she led a soldier in the second company.