Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute

Chapter 152: Chapter 151: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (25)

Luo Gang took a few steps and, seeing no footsteps behind him, turned around to find Su Shu with her back to him, her gaze directed towards the other side of the gate.

He looked up and across the gate where a few soldiers were talking. At the forefront was a senior colonel.

“Sister Su Shu?”

Having become familiar over the past few days, Luo Gang called Su Shu the same way his wife did.

Su Shu held a water bottle, her expression one of surprise as she stared across at the scene.

The tall and handsome man in the crisp military uniform, wearing an attractive cap, laughed softly, his smile brightened by the sunshine, which nearly took her breath away.

Tang Zelin… Why was he here?

The warm and familiar gaze caught Tang Zelin’s attention. He looked up with a smile, and his eyes met Su Shu’s from a distance of about ten meters. His gaze briefly faltered, then warmed.

He hit Guozi lightly on the chest and remarked, “Hurry to the mess hall with the message; stop lazing around here.”

“Group captain, what about you?” implying, Do I stick with you?

Tang Zelin waved his hand: “No need for you, just go.”

With those words, he strode confidently and slowly towards Su Shu.

Guozi, the guard, watched as his group captain, full of smiles, walked towards a young lady, his inner radar beeping alert!

Hey? Something’s up here!

The warm sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, casting shimmering specks of light on the epaulets on Tang Zelin’s shoulders, making them gleam brightly.

“How come you are here?”

“How come you are here?”

Both asked simultaneously and, upon finishing, paused for a second and then both laughed.

Tang Zelin, tall and broad, now up close, she could smell that familiar scent of his.

This reunion was unlike the previous ones at the supermarket and the mall.

This time, his eyes carried a touch of warm affection, the kind one shows when seeing a familiar face.

Su Shu’s heart almost melted.

After an awkward moment, Tang Zelin’s gaze fell on the thermos in her hand, somewhat surprised: “What are you doing?”

Su Shu gathered her thoughts and answered, “Going to get some hot water.”

“Hmm, far?”

“Not far, just up ahead.” She pointed behind her with her hand, “Over there!”

Tang Zelin looked up, noticing a man standing not too far behind her, also holding a water bottle as if waiting for her. A flicker crossed his eyes, the warmth momentarily stumbled, but quickly returned to normal.

“Do you need me to accompany you?”

Her heart skipped a beat, she took a deep breath: “No need, I see you seem to be busy, you focus on your work. I’ll just go and come back with Brother Luo.”

Brother Luo…

The dark eyes flickered again, and he slightly curved his lips, nodding with a smile.

“Alright, stay safe. I am working here, come to me anytime if you need anything.”

“Alright,” Su Shu responded.

Tang Zelin, hands in pockets, stood tall and watched as Su Shu walked toward Luo Gang to meet up, and then they both walked away side by side, chatting as they went.

He slightly tilted his head, squinting against the bright sunshine.

Alas, why does this scene feel a bit uncomfortable?

“Group captain? He’s gone, hey.”

Suddenly, a head popped over his shoulder.

Tang Zelin turned his head, and Guozi’s clean-shaven face was rife with “Spill the beans for the loudspeaker gossip.”

Coldly, “Delivered the message already, have you returned so soon?”

“Uh? Not yet.”

“…”

“Group captain, don’t kick! I’m on my way!” Guozi, clutching his buttocks, jumped three feet high and hurried off toward the mess hall.