The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 158 - 131

Lan Tian, what gives you the right to bewitch one outstanding man after another? Mo Junhua in the army, that guy we met at Modu Station, and now, there’s Chu Yang.

"Don’t be in a hurry to deny it, your eyes have betrayed you. Just give up that thought, I’m a woman, and women know women best. She doesn’t even fancy Mo Junhua, let alone you." Zhou Yuwei sat up straight, fixing her gaze on Chu Yang.

This was the real reason Zhou Yuwei hated Lan Tian even more. She liked Mo Junhua so much that she gave up her future at the Military District Hospital to be a nurse at their regiment’s health clinic, devotedly pouring out her heart to him. Yet Mo Junhua couldn’t care less, and Lan Tian did nothing but reaped the benefits, being cherished and doted on by Mo Junhua.

Why is that?

"Right now, we’re in the same boat, and only if the two of us work together wholeheartedly and with a single purpose can we achieve our objectives. If the boat capsizes, I won’t be the only one drowning—you will too. Don’t forget, I’m already your woman, and she is not."

Chu Yang glanced at Zhou Yuwei and laughed, "Jealous?"

Zhou Yuwei snorted.

"Where is your mind wandering? Am I that kind of person? I was just thinking about something else; don’t be oversensitive. I’ve thought of a brilliant idea that can help you snatch your Camp Commander Mo back. Want to hear it? If not, I’m leaving. You’ll regret it later!"

Zhou Yuwei wanted to keep up her airs, but hearing that she could win Mo Junhua back made her somewhat tempted. Still, she didn’t respond to him. Seeing that Chu Yang was really about to leave, she panicked and pulled him back, not allowing him to go.

"What’s your plan?"

"Come here, I’ll tell you..."

After hearing Chu Yang’s plan, Zhou Yuwei looked hesitant, "Didn’t we agree to target Lan Tian? Changing the plan at the last minute... Will this affect Junhua’s military career?"

That was what Zhou Yuwei really cared about.

Chu Yang wrapped his arms around Zhou Yuwei, gently patting her face, a cold glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

The higher-ups had conveyed down the orders: this campaign had seen Mo Junhua establish significant military achievements, obstructing many people’s paths. They had issued a strict order to bring Mo Junhua down by any means necessary.

He and Mo Junhua were not from the same military branch; Chu Yang was a military doctor, stationed at the Military District Hospital, and Mo Junhua was a soldier, in the army. It was difficult for them to cross paths, with no opportunity to strike.

Just as he was worrying about this, Zhou Yuwei came to him, truly heaven-sent.

"Don’t worry, Mo Junhua has made significant military achievements this time. Even if something like this happens, the army won’t discharge him. After all, he is a hero. At most, he’ll be unable to be promoted and remain a battalion commander for life. Do you think his young wife would stay with him after such an event? Would other women be interested in him? This is the perfect time for you to step in as his comrade through hardship. Vulnerable men cannot resist the gentle tactics of a woman; he’ll be easily yours to capture."

"..." Zhou Yuwei fell silent.

Lan Tian didn’t know that after she cut off the Divine Sense, Zhou Yuwei and her ex-husband had already planned their strategy against them. She looked at the men and women sitting and laughing on the bench in the garden below the building. Walking back to the bedside, she sat on the other side, estimating that enough time had passed, and then went over to remove the needle from Zhao Li’s leg.

"Alright, change his dressing once a week from now on." Packing up her bag, she got up and headed out.

"Rest well."

Mo Junhua stood up and followed, giving a few instructions before chasing after Lan Tian. In the ward, Zhang Tian looked at Zhao Li, then at the departing battalion commander, and said, "Brother, take care and recuperate; I’ll come to take you back in a couple of days."

Everyone in the room left, leaving only Zhao Li and Chunhua together. Zhao Li looked at Chunhua, who was earnestly massaging his legs, and let out a silly smile.

Zhang Tian felt that after his sister-in-law returned, Camp Commander Mo’s mood seemed to improve; he appeared less cold and unapproachable. After dropping the two of them at the base of the Military Building, Zhang Tian drove away into the distance.

Tian Xianghua, who was playing with children on the training ground, smiled when she saw the two of them returning together.

Once inside the house, Lan Tian was about to change her slippers when Mo Junhua, who had entered behind her and closed the door, suddenly hugged Lan Tian tightly from the front, with such force as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

Caught off guard, Lan Tian was startled, and the pain in her arms quickly made her realize what was happening, pushing him away angrily.

"What are you doing?" Lan Tian looked up at him.

"Just let me hold you, it’ll be okay in a moment," Mo Junhua’s voice was muffled as he buried his head in the nape of Lan Tian’s neck and pressed her head that was lifted back against his chest.

Mo Junhua always had this feeling that if Lan Tian wanted to leave, he couldn’t keep her.

During Lan Tian’s month-long trip into the mountains without return, Mo Junhua stood by the window every night, looking at the large mountains behind, hoping she would suddenly appear. Each wait ended in vain. When there was no training, he went into the mountains alone to search for her. Trying to find someone in the vast Cangmang mountains was as difficult as looking for a needle in the ocean. He would enter the mountains at four or five in the morning and not return until late at night, not a drop of water consumed for more than ten hours, and after getting home, he’d hastily eat some noodles to get by.

He feared that once Lan Tian left, she would disappear without a trace.

"Mo Junhua..." Leaning back into Mo Junhua’s embrace, Lan Tian listened to the intense beating of his heart and the words ’let me go’ got stuck in her throat. She could feel his insecurity, fear, and other negative emotions. Could it be because of her?

Lan Tian’s understanding of Mo Junhua’s thoughts was becoming increasingly murky.

After arranging the afternoon training, Mo Junhua sat in his office, laid his head back against the chair, his feet propped up on the desk, eyes closed tightly, the front legs of the chair lifted while the back legs supported his entire weight, swaying back and forth with a creaking sound.

After bumping into Nurse Zhou and that male doctor at the hospital at noon, fragmented thoughts kept flashing through his mind, disordered and nonsensical.

Suddenly, the chair stopped swinging, Mo Junhua abruptly opened his eyes, took his feet down from the desk, stared straight ahead, with a sharp glint in his eyes.

The fragment of the first time he met Nurse Zhou was now connected with the present, tentatively composing some realities. Although it was still far from the truth, at least the key figures had emerged, and perhaps more strangers would appear later on. freёweɓnovel_com

Busy days passed, and it was time for Lan Tian to start her school year.

On the joyful day before, Mo Junhua drove her to Shanghai. First, they visited Great Grandpa Mo’s house, where Granny Lin held Lan Tian’s hand and kept saying that she had lost weight and had gotten tanned. She said they would kill a chicken and stew a pig in the afternoon to prepare a sumptuous meal for Lan Tian. Lin Guohao and his two brothers also came, knowing that Lan Tian would be returning to register around this time.

"Has Great Grandpa not returned yet?" Lan Tian looked up at Grandpa Lin.

Great Grandpa Mo had told Lan Tian when he left that he would go to Beijing for a few days and would come back soon, at the latest before her registration. Now he was nowhere to be seen, which suggested that the illness of someone in Beijing was not optimistic, and Great Grandpa Mo couldn’t come back for the time being.

Grandpa Lin and Granny Lin exchanged glances; Granny Lin’s smile was somewhat stiff as she put a chicken leg in Lan Tian’s bowl and urged her to eat.

"Eat, eat more." She put a chunk of pork trotter in Lan Tian’s bowl, and then stopped talking.

Grandpa Lin also looked subdued.

Something had happened.

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