The last three days of August.
Mo Shangjun, who had gotten three days of vacation, had left home early in the morning.
Lin Qi, who no longer had to get up early for training, didn't even notice Mo Shangjun getting up and leaving. She only knew that when she woke up, Mo Shangjun's lower bunk was already empty, with the bedding folded as neatly as a block of tofu, and all other belongings neatly organized.
Assuming Mo Shangjun had simply gone for morning exercises, Lin Qi didn't pay much attention.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangjun was nowhere to be seen in the camp for the next two days.
*
Morning, nine-thirty.
Mo Shangjun was sitting in a noodle shop, waiting for the noodles she had just ordered.
"Would you like a tofu dessert?"
Suddenly, a cool female voice came from behind her.
"I'll take them all."
Without turning her head, Mo Shangjun responded generously and tapped her finger lightly on the table.
