(The ending of the short story I originally wrote has already been written. But the application was not approved. I don't know what the rest of the story is about, so just read it.)
On the 37th day of the Hengyang Defense War, the field hospital collapsed under artillery fire.
As a nurse, I climbed out of the ruins and ran into the national army officer Shen Mo, who was covered in blood.
He held my hand tightly: "Give the information... To..."
Before he finished speaking, the Japanese bayonet penetrated his chest.
I hid the bloody secret letter, but I didn't know that I had been targeted——
When Shen Mo was dying, what he stuffed into my pocket was not only the information, but also half a torn wedding photo.
The bride in the photo has exactly the same facial features as me.
