He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 116 [116] Young version of Xiao Mo

 Research Institute. The young man leaning on the sofa gently put down his mobile phone.

The dark pupils were deep and dark, with a hint of coldness.

Shen Zhizhu could naturally hear the evasion in An Zicheng's words.

With his thin lips slightly curled, he slowly stood up, his spotless white coat hanging casually.

His silver eyes reflected a cold light, and he turned his head and looked towards the north.

— Area C?

"Assistant Sun," a low and hoarse voice sounded in the silent room, "I will personally deliver the batch of equipment that Lieutenant General Zhang requested last time."

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It takes more than four hours to travel from Area A to Area C by bus.

An Yeran has vomited countless times along the way.

If she knew it was so far, she would definitely not listen to An Zicheng and run over there!
"I was wondering how you passed the physical fitness test when you were so carsick?" Chu Siming sneered.

An Yeran said stubbornly, "Lieutenant General Chu, this is just a mild case! A mild case!"

"Yeah," Chu Siming threw her a pack of tissues, "mild vomiting like this."

An Yeran wiped his mouth and stopped talking.

Chu Siming is very prestigious in the military. He is an old man in his forties, but sometimes he speaks like a young man, often making people angry to the point of vomiting blood.

Lieutenant General Chu has never been married, probably because of his responsibilities, he has almost no time for a romantic relationship.

It stands to reason that a man with a high military rank and mature charm should be very popular with girls, but Lieutenant General Chu has no luck with women.

Not because of his steely straightness, but because of his face.

When Chu Siming was on a mission in his early years, he was blown up in the face by terrorists' explosives in order to save a hostage.

It is said that he was a handsome man before he was disfigured, but after he was disfigured, girls kept their distance from him.

"Have you rested enough?" Chu Siming's voice came from behind again.

An Yeran threw the tissue into the trash can and said, "Yes, okay, let's go!"

Area C is closer to the border area and, of course, is also colder.

Before An Yeran left, he didn't bring any large bags or boxes. He only took the convenient luggage bag that all soldiers used.

This type of luggage bag is uniformly equipped and contains very simple changes of clothes.

"Do you see that tall tower in the distance?" Chu Siming pointed to a mountain in the sky.

The mountain was very high and there was a watchtower built on top of it.

"See? Do they have to stand for a long time every day?"

Chu Siming said: "Normally the shift changes every two hours, but there are too few people in Area C, so they have to stand for almost five hours before they can change shifts."

Five hours...

An Yeran calculated that if it could be about three hours, she could certainly hold on, but standing on a high mountain tower for five hours in such freezing weather, no one would be able to endure it.