Mo Xiaohui's face turned pale: "Do you want to go back to the army?"
Jiang Jun smiled, but didn't answer directly. "I definitely won't be going back to live and work in the remote mountainous areas! What's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?"
Mo Xiaohui shook her head: "Maybe it's because the weather is too hot and stuffy. I feel a little uncomfortable."
Jiang Jun looked at Mo Xiaohui's dress and said, "This year's summer dress is really beautiful. I also made two skirts according to your design. Are you busy this time? How about you accompany me to the city for a walk tomorrow? I haven't been out shopping in such a long time since I came here."
Mo Xiaohui forced a smile and said, "I'll see what happens. If I don't feel uncomfortable tomorrow morning, I'll go with you."
Jiang Jun smiled very relaxedly: "Okay then, my dad will be back in a few days, and I will stay here for a few more days. You can come to see me anytime. If you don't feel well, then go to bed early, I won't disturb your rest."
During the conversation between the two, Jiang Jun had been observing Mo Xiaohui's actions - the vague eyes that dared not look at anyone, the fake smile with a heavy heart, and the hands that were clasped together from time to time - all of this showed Mo Xiaohui's fear and hesitation in speaking.
Mo Xiaohui is the type of person who tries to cover her ears and steal the bell. She doesn't ask directly what she wants to ask, but instead tries to find out in a roundabout way. She doesn't say what she wants to say clearly, but instead tries to be hesitant and hide half of it. Once her secrets are discovered, she will feel aggrieved and say it to hurt her self-esteem.
Mo Xiaohui, who likes to hide her thoughts, can hide them from others, but she cannot hide them from Jiang Jun, who is the best at observing other people's body language, especially when mentioning more important people.
"Mo Xiaohui, are you free during National Day?"
"Ah? National Day? What's going on?"
"Those of us who were in the recruit company together at that time, if we didn't switch to volunteer service, should have almost all been discharged. Why don't we organize a reunion? I miss you all."
"Most of our comrades are in classified units, so it's hard to say whether we can organize them."
"I remember we had comrades in the Border Defense Company and the Communications Company. Weren't Chen Yuefei and Xu Zhijian in the Border Defense Company? Did you see them later? They were so smart, they should have been promoted."
"That... I'm not too sure. I went to the military academy for training, and after completing my studies, I was transferred to another confidential unit. I have almost no contact with the soldiers in the recruit company."
Mo Xiaohui's voice became softer and softer, and her condition became weaker and weaker.
At this time, guard Xiao Ding came over with a lunch box and knocked on the door of the single room opposite where Jiang Yun lived. "Xiao Jiang, is Xiao Jiang here?"
Jiang Jun opened the door and went out: "I'm here."
Ding Yong handed over the lunch box: "This is sent by Staff Officer Chen. Eat it while it's hot. Eat more. Report completed, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned around and left, hurrying back to report.
Jiang Yun looked at the two large lunch boxes, a small bowl, a pair of chopsticks and a spoon in his lunch pocket, and couldn't help but smile. How thoughtful of him was that.
Mo Xiaohui looked up when she heard Ding Yong's footsteps leaving, but her eyes were stung by the smile on Jiang Jun's face. "Jiang Jun, when did you meet Brother Xiao Wu? Was it during the training at the military academy?"
Jiang Jun tilted his head and thought for a moment: "We knew each other before that. We used to live in the same compound, and Yuefei and I were classmates."
Jiang Jun always thought that the time when she gave Chen Yuanwu extra lessons was the first time they met, but Chen Yuanwu said that it was even earlier than that, but he was mysterious and refused to say the exact time.
Mo Xiaohui asked softly, "Why haven't I heard you say that before?"
Jiang Jun blinked: "We weren't familiar with each other at that time."
The "we" here can be understood as Jiang Yun and Chen Yuanwu, or Jiang Yun and Mo Xiaohui.
Sure enough, Mo Xiaohui's face turned red again, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Jun, then quickly turned to the right.
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "Mo Xiaohui, I haven't had dinner yet. I'll go eat first. You should go to bed early."
Mo Xiaohui was petrified. She was expecting Jiang Jun to be polite to her, and then she would find an opportunity to save face. However, Jiang Jun had no intention of being polite at all.
Mo Xiaohui was very depressed, but she still had to bite the bullet and pretend: "Okay, you should eat more, you are too thin, Xiao Wu likes girls like Muse the most."
She is a wild girl, with an immodest look on her face, singing out of tune, a skinny figure, and no femininity at all. Why did she win the favor of Brother Xiao Wu?
Jiang Jun clenched his fist and made an oath: "Okay, I will definitely eat more and complete my mission of becoming a muse!" You little brat, who doesn't think everyone knows about being a muse? I won't give you anything you can't finish, and I won't even let you look at it: "Mo Xiaohui, I'm leaving."
With a smile on her face, she walked briskly back to her room. As soon as the door closed, Jiang Jun's smile disappeared. She put her lunch bag on the table and got angry at Chen Yuanwu. No wonder he tricked her into eating so much in the afternoon. "You like Muse, right? If you don't eat, you want to lose weight!"
Jiang Jun had sweated while cleaning Chen's house in the afternoon. Although he was dry now, he still took a towel and a change of clothes as usual and went out to the VIP bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
There was a large mirror in the bathroom; standing further away would give a clear view of her entire body. Jiang Jun undressed and did a few stretches in front of the mirror. She was extremely pleased with herself; her muscles and bones remained very flexible. If she just needed to strengthen her arms, she'd be perfect!
After washing up and returning to the room, Jiang Lan had already returned and opened all the lunch boxes in her lunch bag: "Wow! Sister, did you save these for me? You made them all? They smell better than the ones you made before! Unfortunately, I can't eat them! Those actresses in the art troupe don't eat anything at night, they just drink water."
Jiang Jun took a look at the lunch boxes. One box contained a handful of noodles and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the other contained braised chicken with dried mushrooms. She had taken the second or third bite of both when she was tasting the food in the afternoon.
It feels so good to be remembered and cared for by others! Jiang Jun was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. He thought it would be nice to eat a little more: "Xiao Lan, you really don't want to eat? Then I'll eat it!"
Jiang Lan took out a small paper bag folded into the size of a one-inch photo from her lunch pocket: "What is this? Hey, there's tea leaves? Sister, let me make you some tea."
"Make two cups, I want to listen to you talk, I feel thirsty after talking too much." Jiang Jun rarely accepted his sister's flattery.
Jiang Lan first used Jiang Jun's own cup to make a cup of tea, and then went to get the fine white porcelain cup with a lid that was provided in the VIP room: "This cup is so white, the tea brewed in it looks so good!"
Jiang Jun secretly shook his head. With such a strong vanity, what should he do if he goes to the art troupe?
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