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?"
Lvan snorted complacently. "That's more like it."
I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
A few minutes later, John walked out of the bathroom while drying her hair. Her hair used to be short and spiky, but now it had grown out. The bangs on her forehead were soft and wispy, making her look more feminine.
But I didn't dare to stare at her, so I turned around and busied myself by making my bed.
Although the beds in the army were all bunk beds, they were by no means small. It was hard for me to put the bed sheet on the mattress properly.
This irked me even more. It was trivial things like this that I hated the most.
"Do you need help?" John's voice suddenly sounded from behind me.
I nearly jumped from fright. Instead, I froze and didn't turn around or say a thing. A faint fragrance came to my nose. It was John's body wash, and it smelled like sweet milk.
I almost broke down. I wanted to pinch John's face and scold her.
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