The Republic of China was at war, and the times were ups and downs.
Lu Jingheng wore a military uniform, walked through the smoke, and protected the mountains and rivers thousands of miles with his spear.
Wen Jingci wore a white coat and walked with the army, using a prescription medicine box to heal the wounds in the world.
The trenches are our companions, and we depend on each other in the beacon night.
The restrained heartbeat is hidden in every dressing change and every silent look.
Love in troubled times cannot see the light of day and cannot survive the current situation.
He can withstand the hail of bullets, but cannot protect the white clothes in his heart;
Wen Jingci was able to heal his wounds all over his body, but he couldn't heal his fate in troubled times, let alone Lu Jingheng.
The war has ended, and the mountains and rivers have returned to peace.
May the world be peaceful every year,
Only the two people in the beacon smoke that year,
Once we say goodbye, there will be no time to return. For the rest of our lives, there will only be a city full of memories, and it will be hard to settle down every year.
Intention: None
