She is the youngest deputy chief physician of cardiac surgery. She is calm and self-possessed and never makes exceptions for anyone. He is the sharpest knife of the special forces. He kills decisively and never puts life or death on the line. Two wealthy families, a blind date arranged by their families, forcibly tied two equally tough and equally lonely souls together.
He hesitated - the occupational risks of being a soldier, the possibility of sacrifice on the battlefield at any time, and the special protection of military marriages by law made him feel that he was "not qualified" to drag anyone down. But when he learned that the blind date was the woman kneeling on the border ruins doing CPR, he nodded. She didn't hesitate - she had no expectations for love and only a rational evaluation of marriage. Since her family thought it was suitable, let's meet.
After marriage, they are the most familiar strangers under the same roof. She used a scalpel to repair her heart, and he used guns to protect the country. She talks less and he talks even less. She didn't say she missed him, and he didn't say he loved her. But those unsaid things are hidden in the hugs coming back late at night, in the wounds re-bandaged in front of the hospital bed, in the tokens of love made of military medals, and in the flower language of Lisianthus grandiflorum's "unchangeable love".
It took them a lifetime to go from being respectful to each other to being unforgettable. He owed her a formal proposal, so she waited. He owed her a wedding of the century, so she put on the most beautiful wedding dress. He owed her "I do", so she squatted down, looked at him levelly, and said seriously - I do.
This is a story about responsibility and courage. It's about two people who don't know how to love, and learn to be warm to each other over the long years. About the military
