Qu Jingwan smiled at him and wiped away her tears, "'We met on the sea of dark night/You have yours, I have mine, the direction/You may remember/It is best that you forget/The light that shines on each other when we meet here."
"It would have been better if we had died in Harbin."
"I don't think so. These years with you have been the happiest times in my life."
Shang An's face was a little distorted, "Nine-tenths of it is true, but it can't cover up one-tenth of it that is false..."
"You will never forgive me for deceiving you one-tenth of the time, but nine-tenths is all I can give you." She tried her best to keep smiling, "It's shameless, isn't it?"
"No, after all, I can't give you everything I have." He succeeded, and as expected, he saw surprise and a little relief in her eyes.
"Thank you." She said, "Thank you for being willing to comfort me at this time."
Shang An wiped away his tears, raised his gun and pointed it at Qu Jingwan, murmuring, "I will remember nine-tenths of your truth."
Purpose: The ideal of love in war-torn youth