klisemfg Chapter 373 The Beloved Little Sister 8
Chapter 373 The Beloved Little Sister 8
"What? You don't want to?" Zhao Zhigang asked sternly.
"Yes! Of course I'm willing!" You Yong's voice trembled with excitement. "Thank you, Commander! I'll go write the application right away!"
After saying that, he turned to run away, but Li Guoqiang grabbed him: "What's the rush! The application must be written according to the format!"
You Yong then came to his senses, scratching his head sheepishly, "Chief of Staff, I... I'm just too happy..."
Zhao Zhigang waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, you're on leave today. Spend some time with your fiancée. Submit the application tomorrow!"
"Yes, sir!" You Yongjing gave a standard military salute, turned and ran, almost tripping over his own foot.
A burst of laughter erupted on the training field.
Zhao Zhigang shook his head: "This kid, he's usually such a steady person, but he turns into a brat when he talks about his fiancée."
Li Guoqiang laughed and said, "It's so good to be young."
You Yong ran all the way to the guesthouse, stopped at the door, and took a few deep breaths to calm himself. He straightened his military uniform and gently knocked on the door: "Song'er? It's me."
The door opened, and Ji Xiaosong, who had just washed her hair, had her long, wet hair draped over her shoulders, emitting a faint scent of soap.
She tilted her head to look at him: "Brother You Yong, is training over?"
You Yong's gaze was fixed on her, unable to look away, and he stammered, "The...the regimental commander gave me leave..."
Ji Xiaosong raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Why?"
"because......"
You Yong suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, and said, "Song'er, the commander asked me to write a marriage application. Will you marry me?"
Ji Xiaosong was stunned.
She took the paper, on which was written crookedly, "Marriage Application Form," and there were several obvious sweat stains.
"So sudden?" she asked softly.
You Yong nervously explained, "The regimental commander said they can make a special exception and let us get married while we're in the army. That way, you can join him and we won't have to wait three years..."
He looked at her expectantly, "Of course, if you don't want to..."
Ji Xiaosong suddenly laughed, and leaned down to give him a light kiss on the lips: "Silly boy, of course I'm willing."
You Yong suddenly stood up, picked her up, and spun her around: "Great! I'll go submit the application right away!"
"Wait!" Ji Xiaosong grabbed his ear. "You haven't told my older brother yet!"
You Yong then remembered Ji Jianguo and immediately deflated: "Oh, right..."
Just then, Ji Jianguo returned from outside. Seeing the two of them like this, he raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"
You Yong immediately stood at attention: "Brother! I want to marry Song'er! Please grant my request!"
Ji Jianguo looked at his sister's smiling face and then at You Yong's nervous expression, and suddenly sighed: "If I say I don't approve, can my little sister agree?"
You Yong panicked: "Brother! I swear I'll treat Song'er well! I've given her my savings account, the house has been allocated, and I hand over my monthly allowance..."
Ji Jianguo waved his hand to interrupt him: "Alright, alright, I figured it out a long time ago, my little sister has her eye on you."
He looked at You Yong seriously, "But if you dare to bully her..."
"I'll take any beatings or scoldings!" You Yong puffed out his chest.
Ji Xiaosong tugged at her older brother's sleeve: "Brother, Brother You Yong is very good to me."
Ji Jianguo shook his head helplessly: "A daughter is like a tree that cannot be kept at home once she grows up."
He patted You Yong on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of my sister."
You Yong excitedly grasped his hand: "Thank you, brother! I will definitely treat Song'er well!"
That afternoon, You Yong submitted his marriage application.
Zhao Zhigang wrote with a flourish: "Approved! Once the formalities are completed, the wedding will take place!"
The news spread and the entire camp was in an uproar.
The soldiers spontaneously organized themselves; some cleaned the hall, some prepared wedding candies, and even the cooks began to work on the wedding banquet menu.
That evening, You Yong secretly slipped into the guesthouse and handed Ji Xiaosong a brand-new military uniform through the window: "This is for you, a women's military uniform. I asked someone to get it from the logistics department."
Ji Xiaosong took the military uniform and noticed a small red five-pointed star pinned to the collar: "This is..."
“My medals,” You Yong said softly, “I want to give them to you, just as I would entrust you with the safekeeping of all my honors.”
Under the moonlight, his eyes were gentle yet firm.
Ji Xiaosong felt a surge of warmth in her heart and suddenly thought that perhaps it wouldn't be bad for the two of them to get married.
Rongrong cheered in her mind: "How romantic! Asong, you're going to be a military wife!"
Ji Xiaosong touched the red five-pointed star on her military uniform, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
This pure-hearted and passionate soldier king is destined to be hers.
*
The next morning, the reveille sounded over the camp's loudspeaker.
Just as Ji Xiaosong finished dressing, she heard a soft knock on the window.
She opened the window, and there stood You Yong in the morning light, holding a bunch of wildflowers covered in dew. His military uniform was buttoned up to the top, and even the top button was fastened tightly.
"These are for you." He blushed as he handed over the flowers. "I picked them on the mountain during training this morning."
Ji Xiaosong took the bouquet, her fingertips deliberately tracing the surface of his palm: "Brother You Yong, you got up so early just to pick flowers for me?"
You Yong's Adam's apple bobbed: "I...I can't sleep..."
Ji Xiaosong leaned closer to smell the flowers, deliberately letting a strand of hair brush against his chin: "Are you unable to sleep because you've been thinking about me?"
You Yong froze, his ears turning bright red: "Song...Song'er..."
"Hmm?" Ji Xiaosong tilted her head, looking at him with bright eyes.
You Yong took a deep breath and suddenly pulled a small notebook out of his pocket: "I...I made a list!"
Ji Xiaosong curiously took the notebook, and saw that it was neatly written with the title "Post-Wedding Plan". The first item was "Gather flowers for Song'er".
“Brother You Yong,” she couldn’t help but laugh, “why did you even include ‘monthly salary handover’ on this list?”
You Yong nodded earnestly: "What's mine is all yours."
Ji Xiaosong felt a warmth in her heart and suddenly had the urge to tease him.
She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Then... you're mine too?"
You Yong's breathing became heavy instantly. He took a step back, almost bumping into a tree behind him: "Song, Song'er! This, this is outside..."
Seeing his flustered state, Ji Xiaosong burst into laughter.
This mighty soldier, so impressive on the training field, was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper in front of her.
"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you." She reached out and straightened his collar. "What are your plans for today?"
You Yong felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly reported: "The regimental commander has specially approved me to accompany you on a tour of the camp today! This afternoon, the cooks will make your favorite braised pork!"
Just then, a whistle came from afar.
Several soldiers pretended to pass by, but their eyes kept glancing in this direction.
"Hello, platoon leader! Hello, sister-in-law!" they shouted in unison, their tone full of teasing.
You Yong immediately straightened his face: "One hundred push-ups! Now!"
The soldiers groaned as they collapsed to the ground, yet they were still secretly laughing.
You Yong shook his head helplessly and quickly left with Ji Xiaosong.
“Brother You Yong,” Ji Xiaosong shook his arm, “Are you usually this fierce?”
"Of course not!" You Yong hurriedly explained, "It's just...it's just that they were so unruly..."
Ji Xiaosong suddenly stopped and reached out to poke his tense cheek: "Smile, your straight face is scary."
You Yong subconsciously forced a stiff smile.
“No,” Ji Xiaosong shook her head, “You should laugh like this.”
She demonstrated a bright smile, her eyes curving into crescents.
You Yong smiled in her manner, his cold, hard features softening instantly.
"It looks good." Ji Xiaosong nodded in satisfaction. "Smile like that more often in the future."
You Yong obediently agreed: "Okay."
During the camp visit, You Yong acted like a dutiful tour guide, providing detailed explanations of every facility.
When he arrived at the training ground, his eyes lit up: "Song'er, do you want to watch me practice shooting?"
Ji Xiaosong readily agreed.
You Yong immediately ran to get his rifle and stood at attention at the shooting range.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three shots were fired in quick succession, all hitting the bullseye.
"Amazing!" Ji Xiaosong exclaimed sincerely.
You Yong scratched his head sheepishly: "It's alright..."
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and his eyes lit up. "Song'er, why don't you give it a try?"
Under You Yong's guidance, Ji Xiaosong picked up the gun with great skill.
You Yong stood behind her, carefully helping her adjust her posture.
"Move your hand up a little higher..."
His voice was a little strained, because at this moment he was almost holding Ji Xiaosong in his arms, and he could smell the faint fragrance in her hair.
Ji Xiaosong deliberately leaned back, pressing her back against his chest: "Like this?"
You Yong's breath hitched, his arm frozen in mid-air: "Yes, yes..."
“Brother You Yong,” Ji Xiaosong suddenly turned her head, her nose almost touching his chin, “your heart is beating so fast.”
You Yong suddenly took two steps back, almost tripping over his own feet: "It's too, too sunny!"
Ji Xiaosong couldn't help but laugh, so she stopped teasing him and focused on aiming at the target.
Surprisingly, she hit the bullseye with her first shot.
"Am I very talented?" she asked proudly.
You Yong gave a thumbs up: "Absolutely fantastic! They're better than half of our soldiers!"
At lunchtime in the mess hall, all the soldiers in the battalion would find various excuses to crowd around their table.
After shooing away the third wave of soldiers who came to ask about training arrangements, You Yong, with a dark expression, said helplessly to Ji Xiaosong, "They're not usually this annoying..."
Ji Xiaosong smiled and put a piece of meat into his bowl: "It shows that you are a good leader, and no one is afraid of you."
You Yong muttered to himself, "What I used to be afraid of..."
After the meal, You Yong took Ji Xiaosong to his dormitory.
The single dormitory room was spotless, the quilt was folded into a perfect square, and the items on the desk were arranged neatly.
"Sit, sit here." You Yong gave her the only chair and stood aside.
Ji Xiaosong looked around and her gaze fell on a small photo frame on the bedside table.
She walked over and picked up the photo frame. Inside was a photo of her when she was sixteen years old, which had already turned yellow.
"You still have this?" she asked softly.
You Yong nodded sheepishly, "I've always carried it with me..."
There was a note attached to the back of the photo that read, "Wait for me to come back."
Ji Xiaosong felt a surge of warmth in her heart and suddenly understood the depth of this man's affection.
“Brother You Yong,” she asked softly, “when did you start liking me?”
You Yong's face flushed again: "Actually..."
He took a deep breath and mustered his courage to say, "Before, I only saw you as a younger sister who needed to be taken care of, but since meeting you this time, I feel that you are the wife I want to spend the rest of my life with."