I didn't expect that the two would meet again in such an embarrassing time. At that time, I would never have imagined that the blond, blue-eyed, high-spirited young man would be covered in ashes, dragging his half-broken body, drinking strong drinks, and laughing and chatting with her. I suddenly have an idea about war, so I just write it down. The background is imaginary, just treat it as a parallel world to reality. The new idea of the background is as follows: the world is divided into two camps, and the camp where the two protagonists belong is the United Military Nation. The two armies are currently at war. The war has lasted for a long time, and November is the armistice period every year. (If I can continue writing, there will be a more detailed explanation below.) There are no national boundaries, only national differences. At present, people in the world speak a lingua franca, and people of their own ethnic group know both their native language and their lingua franca, and some of their own ethnic customs are preserved. The development of science and technology is unknown (. However, I have no plans to write science fiction. It may be around the level of World War II, but I am not entirely sure. (Forgive the historical level of the science dog. I have faked the background. I will add more if I have ideas.
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