1933, their first meeting
She was fifteen, covered in grime and misery, but from that day on, she became the Ming family’s only little sister.
1937, their parting
He knew where she was, but there was nothing he could do to reach out and help.
1938, their reunion
Their circumstances changed dramatically in an instant. They cautiously tested the waters, drawing closer step by step, then moving farther apart just as carefully.
With their country and family at stake, the ambitions in their hearts ultimately brought too much helplessness.
“Xiao Yi, you’re in my heart. You’re the only one. Do you know that?”
“Big Brother... I’m sorry. I don’t think I can keep my promise. I’ve lived this life with too much frustration. In our next life, let’s finally be together properly, okay?”
Blood spread across the land, while the blur before his eyes refused to clear.
The blurb is rough, but the ending is happy. The journey is angsty. This story is also the companion piece to my other novel, This Morning. Tan Zongming and Bai Zhu from This Morning are the next lives of this story’s leads, so in the end, it’s still a happy ending.
