Chapter 820: Extra 9

Zhang Jia looked at the man opposite her; his hair was a buzz cut, and he wore military-green clothing—though it wasn't a uniform, the color was similar—sitting perfectly upright with a serious expression on his face.

"I will not date a soldier," Zhang Jia said directly, looking at the man opposite her; his time was precious, and her time was also precious, so since she had already made up her mind, she naturally could not waste his time.

The person opposite her had no expression on his face, "May I ask the reason?"

His hand under the table curled slightly, then he asked as if he didn't care, his aggressive gaze fixed unblinkingly on the person opposite him.

She was dressed brightly, wearing a bright red dress today, with light makeup on her face, exquisite and beautiful, her hair curled and draped behind her, making her look bright and full of charm.

"The reason?" Zhang Jia's expression paused slightly, "I am a person who lacks a sense of security and doesn't like living in fear."

"Does this count as a reason?"

She lifted her head and answered earnestly.

She was a child born into a military family, raised from childhood with militarized education; she was a rebellious person who signed up for Beijing University to escape her family's arrangements.

She liked to walk the path she chose herself; having finally escaped, how could she go back?

A soldier!

A great title that commands respect.

Walking against the light, guarding everyone.

But!

They also have families, they also have loved ones; their families will worry, their loved ones will be afraid.

She grew up in such a family, watching her mother's worries from childhood; she didn't want to live the same life as her mother, she wanted to live a stable life, wanting him to be by her side when she needed him.

"I was injured and retired from the front line three years ago; I now work in the logistics department and cannot go on dangerous missions," the person opposite said with a serious face, his words ringing with power, as if he were giving a report.

"So, the things you worry about will not exist."

He looked at Zhang Jia, his eyes flickering, "My salary is not high, but I will turn it all over; I am an orphan with no family ties."

"If we are together, you can be yourself, do whatever you want, and there will be no restrictions."

The hand under the table had long since clenched into a fist; looking at Zhang Jia's expression, it seemed unchanged, but the "thump-thump-thump" sound of his heartbeat could only be heard by himself.

Zhang Jia blinked; no! Big brother, can't you tell I don't want to find a partner?

"I..." she opened her mouth, just about to continue refusing.

She heard the person over there speak again, "I suspect you might not want to date."

"We can pretend to be seeing each other; you won't have to deal with your family pressuring you to marry, and I can complete the Leader's task."

"Can you consider it?"

Zhang Jia looked at the man opposite her and raised an eyebrow, "Pretend? You can do that?"

For the past two years, her family had been pressuring her to marry very urgently; her sister was even more extreme, moving directly into the dormitory at the Military District Hospital, where the family couldn't apply pressure for fear of pushing her sister too far and having her run away.

Her sister was capable of doing such a thing.

She had become the second in line; she had thought she could hide for another two years, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

"Report, Comrade Zhang Jia, I can."

"During the time we pretend to be seeing each other, I will not see any other female comrades, nor will I engage in any reckless behavior; I will be strict with myself..."

"Wait!" Zhang Jia interrupted quickly, looking at his face; he didn't look like someone who would talk so much.

Why wouldn't he stop talking?

"Alright then, we'll pretend to be seeing each other."

"The company is busy, I'll go first; tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow is Sunday, I'll take you to a movie."

"If we're going to pretend, we have to make it look realistic, right?"

Zhang Jia stood up and picked up her bag; that bright, vivid red was so eye-catching.

She left, and the person opposite watched her back, letting out a soft sigh of relief and unclenched his fist, which was covered in sweat.

This was not their first meeting, nor even their second or third.

Half a year later, the two finally confirmed they were dating, turning the pretense into reality.

"Your personality is such that you wouldn't even suggest pretending to date; why?"

During those six months, even while pretending, they had to meet frequently for fear of making their families suspicious.

As they interacted more and more, she gradually learned what kind of person he was: a man of his word!

The man opposite her looked at her, "Others can't, but you can."

"Why?" Zhang Jia was even more confused; this man was a standard soldier in his temper, personality, and style of doing things.

"On the battlefield in South Monkey, you were the one who dragged me back to the aid station; while I was being treated, you were the one who held my hand the whole time, giving me encouragement."

"Jiajia, I couldn't go to the front line anymore, and you comforted me by saying that as long as one wants to do something, one will shine anywhere."

Zhang Jia widened her eyes, looking at this person; she had pulled many people back, she had encouraged many people, and she had saved many people.

But this was the first time she felt incredibly fortunate that she had gone to the South Monkey battlefield and saved him.

If it weren't for his appearance, she might never have wanted to settle for anyone in her life.

"I don't want to have children," she pouted; despite looking so imposing, she had a contrasting personality, cute and muddled.

"Then we won't have any; I don't have anything that needs inheriting anyway," he said, using a hair tie to gather her long hair, fearing it would get dirty while eating.

"Then what about my family pressuring me?" Following her family's nature, they provided a one-stop service of pressuring for a partner, pressuring for marriage, and pressuring for children.

Some might ask, why not pressure for a second child?

Hey, at this time, being an only child is the most glorious thing!

"Then we'll just say... I can't have children," the man said nonchalantly.

Zhang Jia looked at him; after half a year, their friends had all met, and she knew that she didn't seem so afraid of marriage anymore, nor did she seem to mind marrying a soldier so much.

In fact, she thought, she was willing.

On the green lawn, not far from the flagpole, the two took their oath under the red flag.

"No betrayal, no forsaking."

The two people's vows were simple, with only friends and no family present; dressed in military green, they completed a simple wedding under everyone's blessings.

After the Zhang family found out, the old master smashed his favorite tea set.

However...

"I don't like complicated procedures, I don't like smiling at so many people, and I don't like my wedding becoming a networking event for you all."

"My wedding only needs blessings and love."

Zhang Jia took her man and left the Military District Compound, leaving Beijing behind.

A leave request form was handed directly to An Yinan: "Taking three months of leave to go traveling with my spouse."

She lived wantonly, she lived freely.

From beginning to end, she never changed.