That night, enemy forces surrounded the city. To borrow troops and save it, he announced their divorce in the papers and married someone else.
When the newspaper reached her, she had just finished making him a bowl of snow fungus soup.
Three years later, she sat at the negotiating table of a joint military conference as a battlefield doctor and head of the Bo family army’s medical team.
The man across from her had grown thin, with gray at his temples. He stared at her for a full hour without saying a word.
After the meeting, he stopped her at the end of the corridor, his voice hoarse. “Huaiyin…”
She smiled faintly, polite and distant. “Young Marshal Shen, I am Mrs. Bo.”
Later, when the fighting turned desperate, he took a bullet meant for her husband. As he lay in the trenches, blood still spilling from his mouth, he smiled at her.
“Doctor Sheng, you got the rawest deal by choosing me in this life. In the next, let me be the one to find you.”
Very nice 👍