Chapter 33 A Silly Boy's First Love
The corridor was dimly lit, with only a small light on at the nurses' station at the end.
Lu Zhanming walked towards his and Gu Dongguo's hospital room, deliberately keeping his steps light.
The closer he got, the more agitated and cold he felt, stirred up by Zhang Yunxiang's words.
Strangely, it was replaced by another, softer, more secretive expectation.
His little girl should be asleep by now, right?
She's exhausted today!
As he approached the ward door, he gently pushed it open, which was slightly ajar.
Only a dim wall lamp was lit inside, and the sound of even snoring could be heard from Gu Dongguo's side.
On the makeshift cot near the door, the slender figure who had stirred his emotions all day was quietly curled up under the thin blanket, fast asleep.
Lu Zhanming closed the door very quietly, locked it, and then, almost holding his breath, walked step by step to the cot.
In the dim light of the wall lamp, he lowered his eyes and gazed greedily at Gu Baobao, who was sleeping.
Her hair was loosely spread on the pillow, emitting an extremely light yet pleasant fragrance that made his heart flutter.
Her small face was half-buried in the pillow, her eyelashes were long and thick, like two small fans, casting a light shadow under her eyelids.
Her breathing was shallow and even, and her pink lips were slightly pouting, completely unguarded.
Shedding the calmness, focus, and occasional naivety of the day,
As she slept, she appeared even more delicate and fragile, like a flower bud covered in morning dew that needed careful nurturing.
Lu Zhanming stood there and watched for a long time.
The anxious wait outside the operating room in the afternoon, the leader's forceful pronouncements during his speech, all the restlessness filled with possessive emotions...
At this moment, it strangely settles down, transforming into a deep, almost drowning tenderness.
He wanted to reach out and touch her soft hair, to gently rub her cheek with his fingertips.
He wanted even more to... pull her completely into his arms, to let her be imbued only with his scent.
The thought was so strong that his fingers curled slightly in his hand hanging by his side.
But he remembered Zhang Yunxiang's warning:
Pay attention to the method!
Don't scare her away!!
He forcibly suppressed the urge that was about to burst forth from his body.
Lu Zhanming slowly and very carefully sat down on the chair next to the cot.
From this angle, you can see her peaceful sleeping face more clearly.
He did nothing; he just sat there quietly.
Time passed little by little.
Occasionally, the whisper of distant waves could be heard outside the window, or the faint footsteps of sentries changing shifts.
Gu Baobao seemed to feel a little hot in her sleep and unconsciously stirred.
A fair and slender arm slipped out from under the thin blanket and draped over the edge of the bed.
Lu Zhanming's gaze was immediately drawn to that hand.
Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were smooth and clean, gleaming like pearls in the dim light.
These are the same hands that held the scalpel with unwavering firmness in the afternoon, snatching people from the clutches of death;
These same hands, soft and gentle, rested on Gu Dongguo's wrist to take his pulse;
It was still these hands, the hands he had fantasized about holding his own...
As if by some strange twist of fate, he extended his uninjured left hand.
His fingertips, very lightly and tentatively, touched Gu Baobao's fingers resting on the edge of the bed.
The moment their skin touched, a subtle electric current surged through Lu Zhanming's spine once again.
Her fingers were cool and incredibly soft.
He made no further move, but simply kept his fingertips lightly and restrainedly touching her fingertips.
Gu Baobao seemed completely unaware of what was happening while she was sleeping, though her breathing remained shallow.
Lu Zhanming remained motionless in this awkward and cautious posture.
In the dim light, the hard lines of his face seemed to be softened by the tranquil atmosphere.
Those usually sharp and deep eyes were now filled with an almost overflowing focus and a tenderness that he himself was unaware of, bordering on pious.
If someone were to push open the door right now, they would surely be utterly astonished by this bizarre yet harmonious scene:
Commander Lu, the ruthless and infamous commander who struck fear into the hearts of his enemies.
Like a silly boy experiencing his first love, he stayed up late at night, sitting by the girl's bedside, secretly... touching her fingers?
But in this simpleton's heart, a powerful and burning thought, completely different from his outward appearance, was churning:
his! !
Sooner or later, it will all be his.
From the hair to the toes.
From his clear eyes to his kind yet clever little mind.
From this peaceful sleeping face to the joys and sorrows of every day to come.
They can only belong to him.
No one can covet it, and no one can touch it.
To the ends of the earth?
Ha, even if she really ran to the moon, he would build a rocket to catch her and keep her by his side.
Lu Zhanming just sat there, watching over her, his mind replaying the thrilling scene of her saving people that afternoon.
One moment it's her innocent yet earnest little expression when facing the experts,
And then there will be the "flies" that might appear in the future, swarming around her...
His eyes flickered, sometimes tender as water, sometimes cold as ice.
Until late at night, the sky outside the window began to turn a very faint grayish-white.
With a barely perceptible reluctance, he withdrew his finger and slowly stood up.
He bent down and gently tucked her slipped arm back into the thin blanket, then pulled the blanket up a little higher and carefully tucked the corners in.
After doing all this, he turned around, returned to his hospital bed, and lay down fully clothed.
With his eyes closed, the faint, calming fragrance seemed to still linger around his nose.
This night was destined to be anything but peaceful for many.
Experts are working late into the night writing reports and vying for talent!
Su Xiaoyu from the performing arts troupe was tossing and turning, her mind filled with unease!
The bachelors in the military region are having all sorts of unrealistic dreams!
Zhang Yunxiang was figuring out how to call his old superior to deliver the good news in a way that would be truly impactful...
But Gu Baobao, the calmest one at the eye of the storm, slept soundly after finishing her shopping spree in the space, feeling refreshed and relaxed.
He even dreamed that he performed a beautiful surgery using newly purchased instruments, and his merit points increased rapidly, making him laugh so hard he almost drooled.
Only Lu Zhanming, with his eyes open in the darkness, listened to the soft yet clear breathing coming from the bed next door, as if he were listening to the most moving piece of music in the world.
That heart, hardened like iron for twenty-seven years, held only the mission of serving the nation.
Filled little by little by the sound of breathing, it became soft, and also more resolute and...greedy than ever before.
His pursuit and protection of his wife officially and silently began at this moment.
The little rabbit, completely unaware that it had been led into its territory by a hungry wolf that was poised to pounce and possessed explosive fighting power, was completely oblivious to the fact that it had been drawn into the territory.
She was still counting her merit points in her dream, planning how to add a little something extra to the spiritual spring water for her brother and that strange-looking Comrade Lu tomorrow to help them recover faster...
The darkness before dawn on an island is the deepest. But the first light will eventually pierce the clouds.
A new, even more eventful and chaotic day is about to begin.
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