The first time you pointed a gun at me was determination, the second time was farewell. My love for you died the moment you first pierced my heart with a bullet. . .
You asked me if you personally pushed me to Yang Yi, and I said you don't understand what love is. . .
At this time, bullets are raining, smoke is filling, there are tigers and wolves in front of us and soldiers chasing behind us, and Yang Yi and I are holding our fingers tightly. At this time, we are fighting side by side through life and death. This is love, and we will never abandon each other through life and death. . .