But, by the time Qian Lan opened her eyes, she was lying on the sofa and Mo Zichen had already returned to his room.
Although Qian Lan was disappointed, she did not force the issue. She stood up and returned to the guest room to get some rest before returning to the army the next day.
However, to her surprise, a moment later, Mo Zichen knocked on the door. After she opened the door, he said to her, "Come here."
Qian Lan froze for a moment. After quite some time, she finally reacted, "You mean … you want me and you …"
"You're not willing?"
Qian Lan immediately shook her head.
Mo Zichen got his answer. He turned around and returned to his room. He moved half of his space to the inside of the bed.
Qian Lan's body stiffened as she moved closer to Mo Zichen's side. However, the couple stood back to back without saying a word. It wasn't until Qian Lan was about to fall asleep that Mo Zichen finally said, "When we meet again in 5 years, I don't know how to face you."
"But I don't want to let you go. When I see you, I hate you, but when I don't see you …"
"I miss you again …"
"I don't know what I want to do either, but Qian Lan, do you understand? I want to start over, but I can't trust you. "
After saying this, Mo Zichen calmed down and told Qian Lan everything that was on his mind.
After Qian Lan heard this, she silently cried, "In your heart, I must be a woman that leaves and comes back as I please, right?"
"I was the one who said we should break up five years ago, but in the past five years, there hasn't been a day that I haven't regretted it!"
"I know you will hate me, blame me, and blame me, but … in the military, only by thinking of you can I persevere and survive."
"Zichen, it's fine if you want to blame me, I can wait for you. I'm right here by your side. You can hate me, you can scold me, but I will never leave your side again."
After speaking, Qian Lan stretched out her arms and hugged him, "I will always be by your side."
In the darkness, Mo Zichen blinked slightly and sighed. Then, he sank into the boundless darkness …
His soul, which had been floating in the air for a long time, suddenly felt as though it had plunged into the soil and taken root … That feeling was much more stable than before.
…
The next morning, Qian Lan woke up in the master bedroom to find Mo Zichen was already awake. But, the sun had not even risen yet. So, when she touched the spot next to her, it was already cold.
5 years ago, Mo Zichen often returned home in the wee hours of the morning. So, Qian Lan thought for a moment before she put on her uniform and headed back to the base.
Although Mo Zichen's words last night made her feel bad, he still spoke her mind.
She never imagined that Mo Zichen would feel so hopeless towards their relationship.
After Qian Lan returned to the army, she temporarily forgot about what Mo Zichen had said to her. So, on the training field, she became even more aggressive and worked even harder.
"Has Instructor Qian entered menopause early? You're training us like we're not even human. "The recruits on the training ground were slightly dissatisfied.
Because they were truly suffering unspeakably.
"For a woman to be so fierce, who would want her?"
"I heard he's almost 27, but he still doesn't have a girlfriend."
"With her ferocious appearance, who would dare to take her?"
"What are you all whispering about? If you're so energetic, why don't you do another 200 pull-ups? "Qian Lan was unusually aggressive in front of the recruits.
"Instructor Qian, we were wrong!"
"There's no room for discussion. Get moving," Qian Lan ordered. "Since you're in the army, don't expect to be comfortable. Comfort is reserved for the dead!"
Perhaps, no one would have imagined that Qian Lan looked skinny, but her body actually contained an incredible amount of strength.
As a soldier, not only did her body need to be honed, but her previously weak willpower also needed to be honed.
Especially when she thought about Mo Zichen, she realized that no matter how difficult things were, Qian Lan was able to overcome them!
By the time she saw Mo Zichen again, another week had passed.
Qian Lan dragged her exhausted body home to find Mo Zichen sitting on the sofa reading a book.
Perhaps, this was how the saying, "Time is peaceful" described.
"You're back?" Mo Zichen asked without lifting his head.
"Uh huh."
Qian Lan's voice was deep and tired.
"Have you eaten? I cooked a little! "Mo Zichen added.
In reality, Qian Lan had already eaten at the army base. But, when she thought about sitting with Mo Zichen, she quickly replied, "Not yet."
"Go get changed and come out," Mo Zichen put down his book and stood up from the sofa.
But, Qian Lan noticed that Mo Zichen's gait was a little unnatural.
"What's wrong with your leg?" Qian Lan immediately asked.
"I accidentally bumped into it," Mo Zichen replied casually.
Qian Lan looked carefully at his ankle and then at the bruise on his thigh. How did he bump into it? It was obviously a result of a beating.
"Did you go out again last night?" Qian Lan asked from behind Mo Zichen. "5 years ago, you always came home in the middle of the night. Last week, you went out in the middle of the night. I knew …"
Mo Zichen did not say a word.
After speaking, Qian Lan walked into the bedroom and pulled out a first aid kit for Mo Zichen. She then knelt down in front of him and said, "I'm good at treating injuries like this. Sit down."
Mo Zichen looked down and noticed the nervous expression on Qian Lan's face.
"Sit down."
Mo Zichen was a little surprised as he took a few steps back and sat down on the sofa.
"How many days has it been since you went out?" Qian Lan guessed because she noticed that the rubbish at home hadn't been thrown out for a few days. "You haven't left the house since you got injured?"
Mo Zichen nodded.
"Since you wanted to disguise yourself, why did you let me find out?" Qian Lan lifted his leg up and looked at the scars on his thigh.
Qian Lan did not say a word as she buried her face in Mo Zichen's lap and began to cry.
"These injuries are at least ten years old, right?"
Mo Zichen didn't explain. He just felt something strange in his heart.
"Why are there so many injuries? Why? "
In the end, Mo Zichen reached out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Qian Lan's face, "Didn't you say you were going to treat my injury? Why are you crying? "
Qian Lan choked up as she took a deep breath to calm herself down, "I didn't know. I really didn't know you had so many injuries on your body."
"I'm already used to it." Mo Zichen remained silent about his identity.
After all, he had signed an agreement that he couldn't reveal it to anyone, including the people closest to him.
"OK, I won't ask anything. But, if you get injured again in the future, can you tell me?" Qian Lan pulled out a bottle of iodophor to disinfect Mo Zichen's wound.
"Are you worried?"
"Yes," Qian Lan nodded her head. "I'm worried. Don't you know? My heart aches! When I see these injuries, I can't breathe! I feel like I'm suffocating! "
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