Lightning split open the past on a stormy night. Lin Shutong crouched in a puddle, holding the trembling military dog, Gangding. When she looked up, she met his reddened eyes.
Seven years had passed. The boy who once tucked an “everlasting rose” into her hair now stood in the rain in camouflage, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “He... he’s wary of strangers. I came to get him.”
When word reached her that he was missing near the border, the woman everyone called “irresponsible” stormed into the military camp in stiletto heels, waving the “love-letter eraser” they had exchanged in middle school as she shouted, “Zhou Yanzhou, I want to see you alive!”
Will the wild rose finally take root in a pair of combat boots? This time, no one will tear them apart again.
