In this life, I deliberately arranged for Lu Keming and me to miss each other every time.
He gave a speech in Kyoto while I conducted research in the South China Sea.
He went to the border region to do charity work while I wrote reports for national defense.
The goal was simple: to be strangers and never meet again.
The painful lessons from my previous life were still fresh in my mind. This time, I wouldn’t throw my life away for love. As I lay dying, Lu Keming clasped my hands and gazed at me with deep affection. I used my last bit of strength to write down the results of my calculations.
