Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Song Mo only saw the message Nie Ziye sent him in the afternoon when he was having dinner.

The signal in the military training base is really bad, and mobile phones are not allowed to be brought out during the military training during the day, resulting in a lot of information not being received in time.

During the past two weeks of Song Mo's military training, the youngest Guo called him almost every day, but Song Mo thought he was too annoying and didn't say anything on the phone, so he was blacklisted after two times.Gong Chang Zhang would occasionally send him some messages, reporting to him the recent situation of Song Xing and the two elders in the family, which were basically trivial matters. It seemed that Cheng Lu hadn't been to his house very much since tearing up the photos last time.

Only Nie Ziye's news is not nutritious, but Song Mo can always reply to every message.

So when he felt his pocket buzzing and vibrating in the cafeteria, he took out his phone and only had time to see the sender on the screen, then he finished the food on the plate in two or three strokes, and with a swipe of his mouth, he picked up the phone and went to see if the signal was good. The local government wrote back to Nie Ziye.

[Nie Ziye]: I happen to have an event nearby, and I want to come and see you, is it convenient?

At this time, half of the military training has passed, and the recruits are gradually developing into veterans. Compared with the nervousness and cautiousness of the first-timers, the students can already deal with the instructors while having fun for themselves, so when there is no training at night, they It is often very active after the lights are turned off.

Song Mo thought for a while and replied to him.

[Song Mo]: Yes.It just so happened that tonight, those stupid people insisted on going to the test of courage, so a group of idiots walked through the grove together, walked to the vicinity of the reservoir and came back. It's quite boring, I don't want to go.

Song Mo waited for a while and didn't see Nie Ziye's reply. It wasn't until he saw a small chrysanthemum turning hard in the corner of the screen of his newly bought mobile phone that he realized that the erratic signal had started to drift to other places again.

In order to increase efficiency, Song Mo simply edited several text messages and sent them out in one breath, clearly describing the entire route from the reservoir to the base, and then wandered around the military training base with his mobile phone in his pocket, looking for that Ju Wuding the signal.

Until he found the location on the roof of the building, all the little chrysanthemums in the chat window disappeared, and the message showed that it had been sent, Song Mo simply nestled on the roof, waiting for Nie Ziye's reply.

At this time, a few guys who couldn't hold back downstairs had slipped out of the dormitory after the lights were turned off. The students who acted as outposts repeatedly confirmed that the instructor was not nearby, and then began to meow like a cat. , can come out.

Afterwards, people came out of different dormitories one after another. Everyone stooped carefully, and their footsteps were so light that they could hardly be heard.

It can be seen that the military training in the past few days is indeed effective. At least this group of people can't move so fast or so neatly.

Song Mo watched boredly as they were divided into several groups, and then sneaked into the small woods behind the dormitory in batches, using the dimmest light in the mobile phone to illuminate, so as not to be discovered by the instructor.

There are both men and women in this group of students, and it seems that the girls are more courageous. Someone stepped on a branch and thought there was a snake. Just as he was about to scream in fright, the girl next to him covered his mouth and whispered: " Do you want to call the instructor over!"

"It's just a twig, it will make you worthless!"

The boy nodded humbly, and then followed behind the girl like a younger brother, carefully watching his hands and quietly grabbing the hem of other people's clothes.

Song Mo lost interest after a couple of glances. He sat down on the rooftop where he could see all directions, and started to browse the webpage.

Unexpectedly, the signal in this place is so strong that even Weibo can be swiped.

Song Mo browsed the recent news about Nie Ziye in the fan circle, and waited for Nie Ziye's reply. Finally, near the early morning, he received the other party's message.

[Nie Ziye]: Staying up so late, are you still waiting for me?

It is estimated that the signal was sent too late, which caused Nie Ziye to misunderstand.

[Song Mo]: No, I am on the rooftop looking at the stars and the moon, thinking about life with the breeze blowing.

Nie Ziye replied quickly this time: Sorry for keeping you waiting, I'll be right over.

[Song Mo]: Are you really doing activities nearby, is it convenient to come over?

Nie Ziye didn't say much, he only left the words "I'll be there soon" and didn't reply.It seems that they left shortly after the news was sent.

How fast is this "coming soon"?Song Mo swiped the web until his eyelids twitched, and almost fell asleep on the rooftop, only to hear the rustling sounds outside.

It's the people who did the test of courage that came back.

Song Mo pricked up his ears to listen to the whispered discussions from the people downstairs. Some said the game was not fun at all, and some enthusiastically discussed the shadows they saw, guessing whether it was a human or a ghost. Exaggerated ghost stories started...

At this time, the iron door on the roof made a slight opening sound, and when Song Mo turned his head, he saw a black figure squeezed in through the crack of the door.

"...The black shadow they are talking about, could it be you?" Song Mo looked at the person coming, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Probably." Nie Ziye took off his mask, his eyes filled with smiles, and he walked in front of Song Mo, "It's better than I imagined, and it's not tanned."

However, he was still a little thinner. The boy didn't have much flesh in the first place, but now he looks even skinnier.

Sensing his gaze, as if he knew what Nie Ziye would say, Song Mo hurriedly said, "It's because I'm still growing taller!"

Nie Ziye took another step forward, raised his hand to gesture, and nodded solemnly: "It seems to have grown a little bit taller."

After speaking, the two of them smiled again, and Nie Ziye handed him a bag that he was carrying with him: "The things prepared for you, I don't know what you need, so I just bought some."

Song Mo opened the backpack and glanced at it briefly. There were band-aids, cold medicine, cooling patches, glucose, mosquito repellent, and even facial masks...

"It's very practical, and some of them can't even be bought in small shops." Song Mo commented pertinently, and joked to Nie Ziye, "It seems that your new assistant is quite careful, and he must have searched online before."

Nie Ziye stared blankly, then said to him softly, "There are no new assistants."

"Ok?"

"After you left, I didn't look for a new assistant. It just happened that some things happened recently. Sister Wen might not bring too many artists, so it just made time for Lu Xiaodong." Nie Ziye didn't say that it happened tonight Things, only recently.

Song Mo didn't expect that such things as her husband's cheating and mistress' visit would happen to the shrewd and capable Wenju, and she was a little dazed for a while.

It wasn't until Nie Ziye said that Wenju destroyed the house and the scumbag was frightened, he worried: "She won't beat him up, right? Although her husband was at fault for this matter first, but the beating People break the law too..."

"Didn't hit him." Nie Ziye smiled and said, "She was scaring the other party, and when he couldn't bear it anymore, she took the initiative to tell the story. In fact, Sister Wen had a recording pen in her pocket at the time."

"Leave evidence?" Song Mo suddenly realized that under such circumstances, she can rationally grasp the scumbag's pigtails, leave key evidence, and prepare for future divorce lawsuits. Sister Wen is really amazing!

Nie Ziye also nodded in agreement.

However, Wen Ju was still heartbroken by this incident. She also intentionally let herself take a break, and spent more time with the child by the way to make up for the lack of maternal love. Azusa Ye was alone.

So Nie Ziye didn't need to recruit any new assistants, and he wasn't sure if he could get used to a newcomer, he felt more comfortable with Song Mo.

"I don't know if you are interested in continuing to work part-time after school starts—"

Before Nie Ziye finished speaking, he heard three short and one long cat meows coming from downstairs.

"It's broken, the instructor is here to check the ward!" Song Mo just took a step, turned around and continued to run while grabbing Nie Ziye's wrist, and said, "You go back to the dormitory with me first."

Nie Ziye was still a little unresponsive, and put on the mask quickly after he entered the dormitory.Fortunately, the people around were as flustered as they were, and some of them came back later than Song Mo, so they didn't bother to say hello, they crawled into bed and covered themselves with blankets, pretending to be asleep.

Song Mo slept on the upper bunk, next to the wall, so it was in a better position, even if someone was hiding inside, it would not be obvious.

——The instructor only needs to confirm that there is someone on the bed, and will not pay attention to whether there is an extra person.

Song Mo covered Nie Ziye with a quilt from head to toe, pretending to pull the quilt to the side because it was too hot, while he turned sideways to block the quilt, and tightly closed his eyes under the light of the instructor's flashlight.

Except for Song Mo's lower bunk, no one knew that there was a second person on his bed.

The instructor walked step by step between the bedsteads in military boots, everyone's heart was pounding, until he checked the last bedstead, went back to the door, and closed the door, the air in the room was like Come alive.

Song Mo waited for a while to make sure that the instructor was far away, and then quickly peeled off the quilt to expose Nie Ziye's head.

The bed was very narrow, and Nie Ziye had to curl up, bend his legs, and press against the wall, with a mask on his face.

However, even in such an uncomfortable position, he could fall asleep in just a few minutes. Song Mo didn't respond when he took off his mask, but frowned, not sleeping peacefully.

Song Mo stretched out his hands to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, and then gently rubbed his temples, connecting his forehead, slowly relaxing his nerves.

Nie Ziye's breathing gradually became steady and long, his expression relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Under the moonlight, Song Mo could now see clearly that Nie Ziye had dark circles under his eyes that were not so obvious, it could be seen that he hadn't slept well during this time, maybe he was too busy with work.

Song Mo stared at his face for a moment, as if infected by his sleepiness, he also yawned.

In the middle of the night, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds outside the window, the house also began to sound like a symphony of snoring, one after another.

……

Because he was thinking about something, Song Mo didn't dare to sleep too much, and opened his eyes before dawn.

Nie Ziye was still sleeping soundly with his quilt in his arms. His sleeping position was quite regular, he didn't turn over much all night, and he still kept that position with his legs curled up.

Song Mo turned over lightly and got out of bed, left the dormitory and went to the rooftop, took out his mobile phone and called Lu Xiaodong.

Lu Xiaodong was woken up from the bed by him, half asleep and half awake listening to the young man's clear voice flowing in the sound of electric current, and suddenly sat up when he heard the second half, as if he had been poured by cold water: "What?! You said—Zi Ye secretly Ran to your military training base?!"

"Yes, I saw that he was in a deep sleep, and I didn't have the heart to wake him up last night. Brother Lu, please come and pick him up in the morning. Aren't you guys doing a show nearby?" Song Mo spoke quickly, and hung up the phone after finishing speaking. so as not to be discovered by the instructor.

Lu Xiaodong, who was left with a confused face, was speechless for a moment when he heard the beeping sound from the microphone: "..."