He is number 041, and he sacrificed his life in exchange for a piece of information. She received a blood-stained sweater and waited a lifetime for it. When we first met in Suzhou, he was a poor chief writer of a newspaper and she was the third young lady from a famous family. Across family backgrounds, engagements, and wars in troubled times, he said "don't be afraid" and she said "I don't accept my fate." The peach blossoms in Huqiu were all over the mountain. No one thought that it would be their last spring. The Feng family fell, and the country was safe. On the night when people all over the country were celebrating victory, she received a letter:
"Look for me every spring in the future." An unknown grave, a magnolia every year.
She watched for him for fifty-five years. Later, the historical archives were declassified, and the message numbered 041 contained only one sentence:
"Mission accomplished. Tell Qingwan for me that the sweater is warm." Five minutes after the report was sent, No. 041 Lost contact permanently.
I owe him a return lamp in this life. When we meet again in the next life, I will light the way for you. He didn't let his family and country down, and he didn't let you down - but he ultimately let himself down.
