Chapter 234 Wall Slam in the Woods!
Zhang Zhen changed into clean casual clothes today, and carried a fashionable polyester bag that was bulging inside, I wonder what good things it contained.
He went upstairs as if he knew the way well, and soon after, Chu Jingya's door opened.
Gu Beixiao subconsciously held his breath.
He saw Chu Jingya peek out with half her head out, her face still damp from washing her face, her cheeks flushed.
She seemed to want to refuse, but Zhang Zhen said something, and she actually stepped aside to let him in.
The door closed.
Gu Beixiao felt as if he had been punched hard in the chest, feeling both stuffy and painful.
He wanted to leave, but his legs felt like they were made of lead, and he couldn't move them at all.
He stood under that sycamore tree from the first orange hue of dawn until dusk, and then until every household lit up its lights.
About half an hour later, Chu Jingya's door was reopened.
Zhang Zhen walked out with a smile on his face. Chu Jingya saw him to the door, and then handed him a brand new silk scarf.
It was a light pink scarf with a delicate gardenia pattern printed on it; it was clearly a fashionable item bought from a department store in the city.
Gu Beixiao's anger shot up to the top of his head in an instant.
They've been giving away apples and books, and now they're even giving away silk scarves!
What are they trying to do?
Did he die?
He couldn't hold back any longer and strode out from behind the tree, bumping right into Zhang Zhen who was coming downstairs.
"Oh, isn't this Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang?" Gu Beixiao twitched the corners of his mouth, a forced smile.
He deliberately bumped into Zhang Zhen's shoulder with considerable force.
Zhang Zhen stumbled from the impact and looked at him with some confusion: "Comrade Gu, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." Gu Beixiao put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the stair railing, and glanced at him with his peach blossom eyes full of provocation.
"I just think Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang is really idle. He runs to our cultural troupe's family quarters every day. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was a new propaganda officer."
Even a fool could hear the sarcasm in those words.
Zhang Zhen was an upright man, and he had never experienced anything like this before. He was momentarily at a loss for words after being rebuked, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
"I...I just came to deliver something to Comrade Jingya."
“Comrade Jingya?” Gu Beixiao repeated as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, drawing out the last syllable, “You call her that so affectionately.”
Hearing the commotion, Chu Jingya, who was upstairs, also ran downstairs.
Seeing Gu Beixiao's sleazy appearance, she knew he was going crazy again, and she felt both angry and anxious.
"Gu Beixiao! What nonsense are you spouting!"
She quickly walked to Zhang Zhen's side, adopting a protective stance, "Brother Zhang came to give me these gifts because I helped him before! Don't cause trouble here!"
The greeting "Brother Zhang" was like a bucket of gasoline, instantly igniting the fire in Gu Beixiao's heart.
He completely lost it.
"A gift of condolence?" He sneered, looking Zhang Zhen up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he were examining some low-grade merchandise.
"I think it's like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—it's up to no good!"
"You!" Chu Jingya stomped her foot in anger.
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" Gu Beixiao stepped forward, getting closer to Chu Jingya, looking down at her. "Chu Jingya, are you out of your mind? You lose your bearings just because someone gives you a little favor?"
After saying that, he didn't even look at their ashen faces, turned around and left, his back view filled with barely suppressed anger.
But he didn't go far; instead, he hid back around that corner.
He stared intently at the building entrance and saw Chu Jingya with her head down, seemingly apologizing to Zhang Zhen.
Zhang Zhen said a few words, waved his hand, and left.
And Chu Jingya actually took that annoying pink scarf home!
"Bang!"
Enraged, Gu Beixiao kicked the wall behind him hard.
The plaster was peeling off the wall in a rustling sound.
He felt that his precious treasure, the one he hadn't even had a chance to cherish, was about to be devoured by some other pig!
No! Absolutely not!
From that day on, Gu Beixiao seemed to be at odds with Zhang Zhen, and began a series of extremely childish "counterattacks".
No sooner had Zhang Zhen delivered a net bag of bright red apples to Chu Jingya than Gu Beixiao somehow obtained a whole box of even larger and better-looking apples, which he had sent directly to the backstage of the performing arts troupe, specifically to supplement "Comrade Chu Jingya's vitamins."
Zhang Zhen heard that Chu Jingya liked watching movies, so he used his connections to get two tickets for an internal screening. Just as he was about to make an appointment, he was told that Chu Jingya had been borrowed by Gu Beixiao from the logistics department. Gu said that there was a document from the United States that urgently needed to be translated, and the task was urgent and could not be refused.
The entire performing arts troupe, and even half of the people in the military compound, could tell that something was wrong.
Private gossip grew wildly, like weeds in the spring breeze.
"Hey, have you heard? Young Master Gu from the logistics department and Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang almost got into a fight over Chu Jingya from our regiment!"
"That's right! I saw it yesterday. Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang brought Jingya a bowl of red bean soup, and then Young Master Gu turned around and brought over two pounds of White Rabbit milk candy. He looked like he was showing off!"
"Tsk tsk, Chu Jingya is really lucky. One is a young talent, and the other is a young master from Beijing. If it were me, I would be laughing in my dreams!"
These rumors naturally reached Chu Jingya's ears as well.
She was left speechless by Gu Beixiao's series of bizarre actions, living every day amidst the ambiguous teasing of her colleagues, her skin practically thickened from all the teasing.
But deep down, she harbored a secret joy that she herself was unwilling to admit.
That afternoon, just after rehearsal ended, Chu Jingya was about to go home when someone blocked her at the entrance of the cultural troupe.
Gu Beixiao stood there, his military uniform loosely draped, yet it couldn't hide his tall and upright figure.
Without saying a word, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her into a deserted grove of trees nearby.
"Gu Beixiao! What are you doing! Let me go!" Chu Jingya was both ashamed and anxious, and struggled desperately.
Gu Beixiao seemed not to hear her, and pulled her all the way to a large banyan tree. Only after making sure that no one was around did he let go of her hand.
He pinned her against the tree trunk, his hands bracing on either side of her body, forming an impenetrable encirclement.
Chu Jingya's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
She was forced to look up and meet his deep, captivating eyes.
His face was slightly flushed from walking so fast, and even his usually roguish expression looked serious and nervous.
“From now on,” he stared at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness and domineering tone.
"You are not allowed to accept anything from that Zhang again!"
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