Chapter 74: You Are My Only One (Part 1)

"I know she cares deeply for you. She's an instructor in the fifth special forces, but such a strong woman takes care of you attentively every day. If it were me, I wouldn't have done any better than her. I don't dare compete with her for you, but I hope, even just once, that I can be your woman...... Okay?! ”
Facing Yuan Xueyan's slightly misty eyes, Zhanxiage fell silent. Faced with such a beautiful and charming girl confessing to him, even giving up a woman's pride and directly asking for just one moment of tenderness, saying he wasn't moved would be lying.
After a long while, Zhanxiage finally spoke softly, "Yajie'er's blood flows in my veins!" ”
A look of despair suddenly flashed in Yuan Xueyan's eyes; she understood all too well the meaning behind the words 'Battle Hero' Song. Yajie'er was not only the woman Zhan Xiaoge loved, but when they went to battle side by side, and when the blood in their bodies merged and became inseparable, they already had an invisible, intangible bond.
Zhanxiage stroked Yuan Xueyan's shiny, jet-black hair. At that moment, he seemed to think of something. His eyes slowly lit up, so bright that Yuan Xueyan just wanted to collapse into his arms, to cherish him freely, even if it meant suffering all the grievances, to win his favor.
But...... Zhan Xiage's eyes as bright as the moon, that deeply moving, tender, and unforgettable sweet smile, all exist for another woman.
"I used to really like girls with long hair, but now I prefer girls with short hair. You don't know, that day when I was out of ammunition and food, unable to withstand a second enemy attack, she suddenly appeared. Looking at her familiar face, at her short hair cut so badly it could only be described as unbearable to look at, at her military uniform stained black by gunpowder and the purple-black bloodstains on her clothes, I had no surprise at all, because everything about me was completely drowned out by her shadow and her smile. ”
Zhanxiage lifted his head, not wanting Yuan Xueyan to see the sparkling water in his eyes. After a long while, he gently said to the already stunned Yuan Xueyan: "She taught me what it means to love deeply and unforgettable. It was also she who made my heart feel completely moved for the first time!" From that moment on, I knew that no matter how many storms I went through in the future, my heart would only beat for one woman. ”
"So, please let me go, okay? Because in my heart, Yajie'er is not just the woman I love; she is also a brother who once fought alongside me! I, Zhanxia Ge, will never let my woman get hurt, nor will I betray my brother! ”
Yuan Xueyan was truly stunned. She was smart, which is why she chose a way of confessing that seemed shocking to others, but actually best suited the character of a war hero song. In this regard, she succeeded because the look in Zhanxia Ge's eyes now carried a sense of admiration and faint affection.
But Yuan Xueyan already understood that after the unforgettable encounter on the battlefield, that joy, surprise, emotion, pride—perhaps this man's heart would never carry the shadow of a second woman.
"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry......" Yuan Xueyan slowly released the tightly held hand from Zhan Xiage. She stepped back, slowly pulling out of his embrace, staring intently at him. Just as he casually stood there, he naturally exuded a heroic spirit of "Though there are thousands of thousands, I am alone." That majestic and heroic spirit made him the center of attention wherever he was.
Yuan Xueyan kept apologizing, but tears of grievance kept streaming from her eyes. She was proud. In all her life, this was the first time she had invested so much emotion in a man, even to the point of using a woman's pride as a weapon. It was also the first time she had been so thoroughly rejected by a man.
Zhanxiage raised her right hand, clumsily trying to use her sleeve to wipe away the tears at the corner of Yuan Xueyan's eyes. Yuan Xueyan quickly stepped back and whispered, "Don't touch me!" ”
Zhanxiage was momentarily stunned. He looked at the girl whose eyes showed a hint of stubbornness, and he understood that his sympathy had already hurt her. Zhanxiage nodded and said, "Sorry! ”
Zhan Xiagege slowly exited the duty room. From within, faint muffled cries could be heard, and she sighed helplessly. When he walked back to his hospital room, he realized that in his right hand, he was still clutching the TT that Yuan Xueyan had quietly slipped to him.
Zhan Xiaoge looked at the little item in his palm sealed in a beautifully crafted aluminum plastic wrap, and couldn't help but exclaim, "International brand, huh? Just this one piece of art is worth two or three days' worth of living expenses!" ”
Looking at the English label on the packaging that read, "This product contains tiny particles on the outside, which can slightly enhance feminine sensation," Zhanxia Ge's curiosity was piqued. Just as he was about to tear open the package to study it, suddenly the door outside the intensive care ward suite was pushed open. No need to look to know that Yajie'er had returned. Zhanxiage didn't care about anything, haphazardly stuffed TT into his jacket pocket, lay down on the hospital bed, and pretended to be a well-behaved baby. Suddenly remembering something, Zhanxiage brought his sleeve to his nose and took several deep breaths. After making sure no perfume scent remained, he slowly exhaled a long breath.
Yajie'er, carrying a large tray, walked into the ICU. A tempting aroma of vegetables filled the entire ward. Although Zhanxiage was flustered, she couldn't help but twitch her nose.
"Your luck is really good today!" With a gentle smile, Yajie'er pulled out the folded dining table on Zhanxiage's hospital bed and brought the dishes she had cooked herself onto the table. "It rained all the past two days, and then... ha, you would never guess that on the willow tree outside the hospital, a wild mushroom weighing over a jin had grown, edible and still growing. I climbed up the tree and picked them all. Our young master is really in for a treat!" ”
Lunch was simple, with just three dishes, a plate of steamed buns, and a small pot of softly stewed white fungus and lotus seed porridge. But in every dish, you can see the time and effort Yajie'er has put into it. Because his injuries had not yet healed, although Zhan Xiage's repeated protests, thanks to Yajie'er's persistence, he hadn't eaten much meat for over a month. To increase Zhanxiage's appetite, Yajie'er tried every possible way to cook various vegetables for him. Although Yajie'er deliberately avoided him, Zhanxiage still knew that to serve this young master well, Yajie'er had gone to great lengths, holding a nutritional cookbook she somehow got and studying every day.
A female warrior who had once received the Earth Medal put down her tiger-tooth combat knife and picked up a kitchen knife and spatula. Watching Yajie'er carefully ladle the white fungus and lotus seed porridge into a bowl with a spoon, that focused and heartfelt tenderness made Zhanxiage momentarily mesmerized.
She placed the bowl full of white fungus and lotus seed porridge in front of Zhan Xiaoge. Yajie'er saw him still sitting there in a daze. She waved her hand vigorously in front of his eyes a few times and chuckled softly, "Young Master has returned! The young master has eaten, and his spirit has returned!" ”
Zhan Xiage, wearing a lazy grin, opened his mouth wide, showing his teeth so white they could shoot a toothpaste commercial, and said, "Feed me!" ”
A steamed bun was stuffed hard into Zhan Xiaoge's mouth. Yajie'er looked at his flushed face and couldn't help but lie on top of him, bursting out laughing. Gently inhaling the scent of shampoo and rapeseed oil mixed in Yajie'er's hair, feeling her unconditional care for him, Zhanxiage felt his heart filled with something called "happiness." Zhan Xiaoge took off the steamed bun Yajie'er had forced into his mouth, slowly blew a breath of warm air into Yajie'er's ear, and looking at her delicate earlobe, which was as smooth as a pearl, Zhan Xiaoge couldn't help but leave a gentle kiss on it.
Yajie'er shuddered all over, and a dazzling, flush quickly rose across her face. Zhan Xiagege couldn't help but sigh inwardly—the phrase "beauty is a feast" at this moment was truly spot on. After lunch, Zhanxiage felt sleepy rising over him. With Yajie'er's help, he changed into a clean hospital gown and crawled under the covers.
Yajie'er sat down on a chair. At that moment, the spring sunlight streamed through the glass window of the intensive care ward, gently pouring onto Yajie'er, making her look like she was bathed in a faint glow. Yajie'er basked in the sunlight, began flipping through a miscellaneous book, listening to her slowly turn the pages and the soft singing from Yajie'er's mouth. Zhanxiage felt a sense of peace, and at some point, she fell asleep.