Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 430 - 297: Going to the Battlefield?

Chapter 430: Chapter 297: Going to the Battlefield?

Before dawn arrived.

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When Zhou Mikang woke up in the morning, he stared affectionately at his little wife’s face for a while, then quietly withdrew his arm from beneath her neck and tiptoed to the bathroom.

When he came out, he noticed the quilt had moved ever so slightly, indicating that his little wife was already awake. Guessing she was too shy to face him because of her tender skin, he sat on the edge of the bed with a chuckle, kissed her forehead, and patted her butt, "Stop pretending, I know you’re awake. Give me a kiss, I’m going out to exercise."

Chuxia shrank her head back under the blanket, "Couldn’t you just pretend not to see? I’m embarrassed."

"You’re my lawful wife, what’s there to be embarrassed about..." Zhou Mikang lifted both her and the quilt and hugged her in his arms, "If I really pretended not to notice you were awake and you saw me downstairs later, you would definitely act unnaturally. Do you want mom and grandma to notice?"

"I don’t want that!" Chuxia shook her head urgently, her eyes weakly looking up at Zhou Mikang, "Are we being too selfish?"

"It’s you, not us, so don’t add ’us’ to it. If you feel you are letting them down, just fall in love with me quickly. Or else, if one day I develop a health problem because of holding back, you’ll have a big sin to bear."

Chuxia looked at him, speechless, "Can love be switched on just like that? Saying ’fall in love’ as if it’s that simple?"

"Then tell me, what don’t you like about me?" Zhou Mikang’s gaze was intense as he stared at Chuxia, "Tell me what you like the least, and I’ll try to lean towards what you do like."

"The thing I like the least..." Chuxia pondered for a while, "Dominance, too dominant."

"I used to be a bit dominant with you, but what about now?" Zhou Mikang said as he playfully poked Chuxia’s tender cheeks with his stubble, "Stop it, it hurts..." Chuxia squirmed to dodge his pricks, "Look at you, being dominant right now."

"This is what you call dominant? Your definition of dominance is too broad. No excuses, your answer clearly tells me you’re actually quite satisfied with me. So, remove the bias in your heart, and soon, you’ll fall in love with me."

"Pssh, keep dreaming."

"Come on, a kiss. Give me a kiss, I’m off to exercise."

"No, didn’t brush my teeth."

"I don’t mind."

"I mind. Mm..."

...

After a sticky moment, Zhou Mikang, having had his fill of advantages, left for exercise with a smile plastered across his face.

Chuxia covered her blushing cheeks, her mind filled with little entanglements. Aside from a youthful crush, she had never been in love before. Was this really love?

It seemed the main reason was that she felt as his wife, she should fulfill this duty, or perhaps, influenced by Zhao Yulan’s admonitions, she had let down her guard and stopped resisting.

According to her friends’ descriptions, being in love with someone meant constantly wanting to see them, hear their voice, and their strengths and weaknesses were both endearing...

After thinking it over, Chuxia found she wasn’t clearer at all but more confused. According to the criteria, she didn’t seem to fit any, yet, she didn’t feel any revulsion during their intimate moments. Wasn’t it said that without love, one would dislike the other’s touch? So confusing...

When Chuxia went downstairs, Old Madam Zhou and Lin Yanqiu both paid special attention to her, then a shade of disappointment appeared to flicker across their faces, so quickly she doubted her own eyes.

After breakfast, Chuxia informed the family of her decision to go back to work, and everyone seemed fine with it. Originally, she had been allowed to continue working after marriage, and if not for the Zhou family’s incident, she would have been working by now. With everything settled, it was time to return to a normal life.

After dropping by Elder Wan’s place to greet Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe, Zhou Mikang personally drove Chuxia to the hospital. Chuxia wanted to say that taking a carpool with Jing Zhe would have been fine too, but glancing at Zhou Mikang’s expression, she dared not say it. Though Jing Zhe was now her brother, one still couldn’t be sure if the commander might get jealous...

The whole ride, both of them were silent. Chuxia assumed Zhou Mikang was also not yet used to their sudden intimacy, so she just stared out the window, keeping quiet.

"Chuxia..." Halfway through the drive, Zhou Mikang finally broke the silence, "There’s something I think I should tell you now, to prepare you in advance."

"What is it?" Chuxia felt her heart jump to her throat. Knowing Zhou Mikang, he wouldn’t be acting like this unless it were something significant.

Moreover, it didn’t sound like good news. They had just been exonerated; could there be new troubles brewing?

"I might not be able to accompany you to your parents’ house."

"Oh." Chuxia responded, feeling indifferent and deflated. She disliked such sudden reversals, but what was said was said, and now, she couldn’t be bothered to say another word.

"It’s not that I don’t want to go with you, it’s just..." Zhou Mikang paused for quite some time before speaking again, "I’ve been assigned a mission."

Chuxia sat up straight suddenly, "When?"

"We’re moving out in five days."

"So urgent?"

"Yes, I just received the notice this morning." Zhou Mikang reached out to stroke her head, "I’m sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I shouldn’t have married you so early."

Chuxia’s mind went blank: "You... you are going on a mission?"

"Sorry, I can’t say," Zhou Mikang apologized, looking at her, "It’s not that I want to keep it from you on purpose, but the military has its rules. Actually, by telling you now, I’ve already violated those rules."

"Is... is it war?" Chuxia’s voice trembled violently, she knew there was a war set to erupt a year later, but now, could it be that this time it was brought forward?

Zhou Mikang touched her head again, but said nothing.

"How long will you be gone, did they say?" Chuxia’s voice involuntarily carried a cry.

"I don’t know."

"Is it to the YN border?"

"Screech!" The car came to an abrupt halt, and Zhou Mikang stared straight at Chuxia, "How... how do you know this so clearly?" The war had signs half a year ago, but the information was limited to the high ranks. His father’s level was privy to it, and like him, although there had been speculation, it was only this morning that he received definite news.

"How do I know?" Chuxia looked at him through teary eyes, "Are you suspecting me of something?"

"Silly girl..." Zhou Mikang hugged her tightly, "What could I suspect you of? I’m just curious about how you knew about this."

Chuxia stated matter-of-factly: "When you discuss international situations, I listen from the side, and by thinking about it, I just know." When the Zhou family men got together, they generally discussed topics not suitable for public discussion, and she wasn’t lying about that.

Zhou Mikang’s embrace tightened: "With this analytical ability, if you were born a man, you would definitely be no less than me."

Chuxia was sweating profusely; she didn’t have that ability, but with no other way to explain her foreknowledge, she had to flatter herself.

"I want to ask you, if you had known about the war earlier, would you still have married me?"

After a long silence, Zhou Mikang said, "I must tell you honestly, although I would feel sorry for you, I still would want to marry you."

"So, you mean to say that, actually, before marrying me, you already knew there might be a war, right?" Chuxia pressed on.

"Yes!" Zhou Mikang nodded honestly. Although he had just received the exact news, based on his analysis of the situation and his talent, couldn’t he really have had a hint?

"When did you figure it out?" Chuxia pushed Zhou Mikang away, staring straight at him, "Was it the first time we met, or after I joined the military later, or when exactly?"

"To be precise, it was after we had established our relationship. At that time, I wasn’t clear if I had fallen in love with you, but I struggled and considered giving up, yet in the end, I couldn’t do it.

I pictured in my mind the scene of you marrying another man, and I found I couldn’t convince myself to let go..." Zhou Mikang looked at Chuxia earnestly, "You can call me selfish, but I just felt that you could only be my wife, even if I had to go to war, for you, I would make sure to come back in one piece!"

"Alright!" Chuxia wrapped her arms around him proactively, "Zhou Mikang, I like you!"

The company commander, Tongzi, who had been prepared to be scolded by Chuxia, stood there with his arms stiff, stupefied... How could she suddenly like him?

Even upon returning to his office, Zhou Mikang still had a dazed expression on his face.

Zhou Hanliang, waiting in the office and seeing the commander, who was always stoic, enter with a smile on his face without even glancing at him, just sat down in the chair... and zoned out...

Zhou Hanliang couldn’t be certain of his own eyes, first pinching himself, ensuring he wasn’t dreaming, then waving a finger in front of his eyes, confirming his eyes were fine, before sitting down opposite the commander. They stared at each other for a while, but Zhou Hanliang didn’t wait for the commander to speak...

"Commander, did you..." Hanliang Tongzi couldn’t hold back any longer, "Are you celebrating a happy occasion, or what’s the matter?"

"Ah?" Finally snapping back to reality, the commander’s face instantly turned stern again, and picking up the documents on the desk, he said, "Let’s go, time for the meeting."

Zhou Hanliang followed behind nervously. Generally, when the commander was unpredictable, it definitely wasn’t going to be something good. He needed to be cautious not to get caught in the crossfire.

Xu Zhenghong saw Zhou Hanliang, who followed Zhou Mikang with a limp, enter the room, and asked puzzled, "Hanliang, what happened to your leg?"

"A bit of a cramp."

"Cramp?" Xu Zhenghong frowned, "Haven’t you checked it out at the hospital? If it’s no good, you shouldn’t go this time."

"No, no, no..." Zhou Hanliang waved his hands hastily, glancing carefully at the commander before sitting further away, then said, "The commander was laughing inexplicably early this morning. It scared me, and that’s how my leg cramped up." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, your votes of recommendation and monthly votes at Qidian (qidian.com) are welcomed. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)