The weather in the Hormos Mountains is always freezing and biting, as if it can freeze all of Mucheng's emotions. The young man was lying in the white snow, with his right arm almost completely broken. He stared at the back of Gu Zichuan, who was staggering down the mountain covered in blood, as if he wanted to engrave his image in his heart.
"I should never see you again." Mucheng closed her eyes.
"I really want to freeze my love for you, so that it can last forever without disturbing you." He thought.
"Where's Mucheng!?" Gu Zichuan, regardless of the shocking wounds on his body, pulled a doctor by the collar and shouted.
"Don't be angry at the doctor, come back!" Mingsheng pulled him back hard.
"Mucheng is dead, please wake up!"
Gu Zichuan was stunned for a moment. For a long time, he buried his face in his hands and collapsed on the bed, letting the blood flow from the wound.
"Actually, that night I wanted to tell you that I love you too, and I am willing to risk my life for you..." Gu Zichuan, wearing a black windbreaker and holding a delicate silver pistol in his hand, stood in front of an unnamed tombstone and said softly,
"So, I came to find you"
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Concept: Future Military Culture