After five years of waiting, my boyfriend finally completed his mission and retired from the special forces, ready to come back and marry me.
But I found thirty-six farewell letters among his belongings.
He had written them before going overseas on counterterrorism missions. They were filled with longing for the woman he loved, but that woman wasn’t me.
Clutching my pregnancy test results, my heart shattered as I made my way to the snowy mountain peak, only to see him, a man who had always been so proud, kneeling before Lin Ran.
“Ranran, give me a chance to make things right. If you’re willing, I’ll marry you right away.”
His gaze was tender, his voice full of pleading.
I tore up the pregnancy test results and scattered the pieces across the snowy mountain, deciding to leave.
But on the day I ran away from the wedding, he went mad.
