The beacon fire at the border burned out the last inch of sunset. Kening held Qin Zhi, whose clothes were stained with blood, and couldn't squeeze out a single tear. Qin Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "If there is an afterlife, don't look for me again, okay? You've already suffered enough."
Seventeen years later, under the neon lights of City A, Qin Zhi looked at Kening's dazzling eyes and suddenly remembered the words she didn't hear clearly: "I want to find him."
Intention: When we meet across the world, I just want to hold you in my arms again