After a while, she glanced at Mo Shangjun. "Isn't it a problem for you to keep your phone off?"
Mo Shangjun seemed to still be in the middle of military training. There should be plenty of people trying to reach her.
"Hmm."
Mo Shangjun responded indifferently without even lifting her eyes.
Liang Zhiqiong let out an "Oh" and stopped talking.
If she said it's fine, then it's fine.
Anyway, she no longer felt like saying anything herself.
Even though it was much easier than training in the army, she felt completely drained, as if all her strength had been sucked out, leaving nothing to spare.
She didn't even dare to close her eyes.
Whenever she closed them, the kind and gentle face of Zheng Cun would appear in her mind. And then, in an instant, she'd see the lifeless image of Zheng Cun lying on the ground, sending chills straight up her spine.
It wasn't as if she hadn't seen such scenes before.
