Progressive daughter vs. Patriotic officer
On the day she returned home, Mulan ran into a bloody suppression.
The officer's face was mostly obscured by the shadow of the brim of his hat, and the exposed edges were cold and sharp.
She couldn't protect herself, but she instinctively protected the little worker girl behind her.
He glanced over, his pupils were dark and extremely cold.
She lowered her eyes and dug her fingertips into her flesh, dripping with sweat.
The next second, he looked away, put away his gun and left.
She spent the rest of her life with a secret judgment in her mind:
This person is a claw of decay.
Later she found out,
He is a sharp sword inserted into the rotten heart, an anonymous forwarder who asks for nothing in return, and a comrade who lives and dies together with her.
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Intention: I will splash Xuanyuan with my blood
