Lieutenant Nie, we just make our own snow, each with its own darkness and brightness. When I dived again and encountered a southern right whale, I thought of you standing on the beach in the Solomon Islands that night. After I said hello in a low voice, I suddenly understood that no matter how much we loved each other, it was just like a journey. You passed me and I passed you, each moving forward and practicing separately.
Duan Jingshan, as I said, some things cannot be called love. They may be possessiveness, or habits, or just some dopamine. But you don't know, even if it's not love, I'm still willing to walk away. Things are unpredictable, but the thing I love has already arrived. I silently collected the things that, maybe you think, cannot be called love, and gradually sublimated them into irreplaceable existence.
"We're probably in a chess match, and it's hard to tell the winner. What do you think, Mrs. Nie?"
"I seem to prefer the title Miss Duan, Mr. Nie."
"Really?"
"I suddenly felt that Mrs. Nie was also pretty good."
Purpose: redemption
