For a moment, Li Zhenzhen began to wonder whether she was actually the guest in this courtyard house.
"Ins... Instructor Shen."
"This isn't the Training Camp. No need to be so tense." Shen Qingzhu stubbed out his cigarette and smiled faintly at Li Zhenzhen. "Want an apple? I can wash one for you."
"No, thank you." Li Zhenzhen shook her head, flattered and overwhelmed. Looking around, she asked doubtfully, "Where's Instructor Lin? Why haven't I seen him?"
"Qiye? He's discussing something with Instructor Yuan in the room at the very back."
Inside the clean side room.
Lin Qiye sat by the bed, gently holding Jialan's hand as she slept. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
"...I understand." Yuan Gang spoke with a complicated expression. "You want her to stay here for the time being."
"Mm." Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "No one knows what fate our squad will face once the war begins. Keeping her by my side is too dangerous... Besides, she's only asleep. I can't exactly put her in a coffin and carry her around with me.
"I thought about it for a long time, and I still think leaving her here is the safest option.
"I'll leave a caretaker here to look after her. Once the war is over, or once we find a way to wake her, I'll come back and take her away."
"No problem." Yuan Gang nodded. "We have plenty of empty rooms here. Not just for her—you all shouldn't go back to the Training Camp for the next few days either. Stay here. New Year's is only a couple of days away, and it'll be livelier with more people around."
"...All right."
Lin Qiye and the others had no place to stay in Shangjing City, only the Training