Harry's POV:

My quilt was already drenched, but I didn't have any other quilt.

Sighing heavily, I pulled out my phone to apply for a new quilt from the logistics system, but then suddenly, a clean quilt was thrown over my head. John had given it to me.

I pulled the quilt off my head and looked at her in confusion.

She shot me an indifferent glance and said, "The application won't take effect until tomorrow."

Without waiting for a response, she turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Hearing the sound of running water, my face began to burn inexplicably, and I even felt as though the quilt in my hands became piping hot.

I threw it away as though it was on fire.

"What the hell are you doing, Harry? She gave you the quilt out of kindness, but you just threw it on the floor. You're being rude." Lvan started to lecture me again.

I was so angry that I muttered under my breath and picked up the quilt from the floor. Then I threw it at the corner of the bed in a huff.

"Satisfied now?"

snorted complacently. "That's

my

hair. Her hair used to be short and spiky, but now it had grown out. The

so I turned around and busied myself

beds in the army were all bunk beds, they were by no means small. It

irked me even more. It was trivial things like this that

John's voice suddenly sounded from behind

turn around or say a thing. A faint fragrance came to my nose. It was John's body wash,

almost broke down. I wanted to

man, she should

from me, John kept silent for a

and cursed me again, "You really

continued to make the

up my things, I took my clothes

bathroom, I found John's things neatly sitting in front

so I

water.

take a shower. I sat at the table miserably and looked at my

me, finally couldn't help but ask

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