Unfinished Fire Drill

"Five years later, I still subconsciously look for you when the alarm sounds." After a peaceful breakup, An Xin went to the UK to further his studies, sealing the past in the rainy season in Cambridge. Zhang Ye took off his military uniform, put on flame blue, and became the fire commander on the front line of the fire. The reunion five years later was in an elevator that broke down in the early morning - her elbow was bleeding, and he directed the rescue. A training uniform with the scent of bluebells, a warning that "it will rain tomorrow", and those deliberately avoided past have nowhere to hide in the humid night wind of Spring City. She found the yellowed photo in his wallet, and he recognized the faded military bracelet on her wrist. Hidden at the bottom of the suitcase she brought back was a ring engraved with his name; He bought an apartment opposite her new company, and the second bedroom window faced her workstation. "Zhang Ye, what is separated between us is not five years, but my cowardice in escaping and your never-spoken waiting." When the spare key turned the door lock again on a rainy night, and when the news of the chemical plant explosion tore through the midnight, they finally understood: Some love is like the residual heat of a fire. It seems to be cooling down, but it is always burning. "Love is instinct, and loving you is my conditioned reflex."