Ten Thousand Meters Kiss

On the day when his comrade-in-arms was buried, Shen Jin carved his last words into his bones - "Help me take care of her." He took off his military uniform and changed from a special forces knife to a sheath for her alone. Twelve years. He slept outside the door when she was afraid of the dark. He carried her to the emergency room when she had a fever. He stayed with her until dawn when she took her college entrance examination. Everyone said that he valued friendship, but only he knew it - when she called "uncle", he had to smoke three cigarettes in a row to suppress those unwanted thoughts. When she was twenty-four, she appeared in front of a man on her arm. Chen Jin leaned against the car door, holding a cigarette and squinting at her. "Uncle Shen, this is Zhou Huai, my boyfriend." He smiled. That kind of smile is like a hunter watching his prey walk into the trap. "Boyfriend?" He dropped the cigarette cartridge at his feet. His voice was not strong, but it was like a blade scraping across the bones. "Have you asked me?" She froze in place. The next second, he grabbed the back of her neck, his thumb brushed the corner of her lips, and he lowered his head and came closer - so close that her breath was intertwined, and so close that she could clearly see what had been pressed under his eyes for twelve years. "I have been at the border for five years, and my hands are stained with blood." His voice came out of his throat, like a bloodthirsty beast licking a knife. "No one dares to steal anything from me." The dam that had been built for twelve years suddenly collapsed in an instant. The legend of the 10,000-meter deep sea - the hottest kiss is hidden in the darkest abyss.