She had a dream about him.
She didn't know how long this dream would last, or whether he would remember her in the dream.
She had difficulty breathing due to altitude sickness and was rescued by him. Just like before, they stayed with her day and night for decades.
She loves him very much, but she knows that she will eventually wake up from this dream, but she has no regrets and loves him so freely.
That day, he went out on a mission.
He fought with the terrorists for his life, but unfortunately he was shot and died.
She rushed to the scene frantically, with him already dead in her arms. She smiled and stroked his face.
"A Luo, it turns out that no matter how many times you choose, you will always choose the country."
He had long been unable to hear, and she learned from the people next to him that he kept calling her name when he was dying, until he lost all breath.
When she woke up again, she had returned to her original world. There was a photo of his death lying on the bedside, and she looked at it carefully.
Ah Luo, I don't blame you.
Ah Luo, I want to find you.
Ah Luo, please, don't leave me alone.
She opened the curtains and the sunset shone on her face. She was speechless. She already knew that she would run out of oil and energy. She looked at the sleeping pills on the bedside.
She greeted death calmly.
She left with the same smile on her face that day when she first saw him.
Ah Luo, I'm sorry.
Ah Luo, wait for me.
She loves him.
He loves her too.
Intention: May we warm each other and never reject each other
