I was reborn on the day I first met him.
Amidst the flying ginkgo leaves, he looked at me, an "old-fashioned woman", with cold eyes.
No one knows that the gun under my cheongsam is loaded at this moment - it was this gun that killed three Japanese soldiers in my previous life when the Japanese army's butcher's knife hung from my neck.
"Miss Feng is really gentle and virtuous?" His fingertips brushed against the ancient ginkgo tree in our courtyard.
I cut off the flower branches with a smile. When the branches fell to the ground, an explosion occurred in the traitor's mansion next door. I had already defused the time bomb fuse when I was just arranging the flowers.
That night when the war spread to Shanghai, he was ordered to defend Zhabei.
"Evacuate with the transport team!" He pushed me into the truck and stuffed his pocket watch into my palm - it was a relic of his mother.
A new line of small words is engraved on the inside of the watch cover: I hope to see Qingqing smile under the ginkgo tree in the next life.
The explosion engulfed the concession, and I ran against the crowd towards his position.
We have made an agreement in this life. If we die, we will die in the same smoke.
