Gu Ye's nightmares were always filled with thunder and rain, just like the night that took away the lives of his comrades.
Xia Wei saw him alone in the rain on a rainy night at the guest house, his shoulder blades stretched as tight as a bowstring under his soaked vest.
When he finally said, "I was only three steps away from him when the bomb detonated," Xia Wei's fingertips touched the light scar on his brow: "It's not your sin to live." When the moonlight pierced the clouds, he took the initiative to hold her shoulders and hug her for the first time...
