The Fat Soldier

When Chen An opened her eyes, the world was already engulfed in war. To Chen An, Zhou Dakun was like a silent mountain, broad-shouldered and fierce as a tiger. In those precarious days, Chen An drew closer to him little by little, in her clumsy but sincere way, and warmed his heart. A bond that transcended life and death quietly took root. They exchanged promises on a night when the gunfire had temporarily ceased, but they never lived to see the tomorrow those promises spoke of. On the eve of victory, Zhou Dakun and Chen An were parted by life and death. When Chen An opened her eyes again, she saw that unforgettable figure on a crowded street. She rushed forward like a madwoman and grabbed his arm, tears streaming down her face. He turned around, and the instant their eyes met, it was as if time itself had struck him. A form of address spanning an entire era trembled from his lips: “An Wa’er?” I transmigrated through the flames of war to love you once. You crossed the boundary between life and death to find me in another life. This time, beneath the shining sun, we can finally finish telling our story properly.