"He is already 18 years old. What obligation do I have to take care of him? Is it because he is my younger brother?" Han Tier broke out of the door and took the return plane. Unexpectedly, the plane broke down, but she chose to crash voluntarily. An unsuccessful career, squeezing her family, and various reasons made her lose hope of life.
"The popular and well-known movie star Han Tier died in a plane crash."
That lala is finally gone. How can such a person have the nerve to stay in the entertainment industry?
How could she, a good person like her, crash the plane of her own accord? … People were divided over her death.
Han Tier slowly opened her eyes and couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw the dilapidated building. "Little sister, are you awake?" The woman with wavy hair, big red lips, and various styles of cheongsam was smoking a cigarette and looking at Han Tier with a smile.
"Where is this?"
"Minyu Tower, the most famous brothel in Nanjing."
"Qing... Lou? How old are you now?"
"1937."
"I... Did I travel through time?"
"1937,19... Nanjing Massacre..."
"Maybe I can save grandma?"
When Han Tier learned that one of these businesswomen was a Communist, she joined the party.
"Little sister, I, Kan Nanjing, risked my life to rescue you from Little Japan. How are you going to repay me?"
"Promise yourself."
Don't look down on me just because I'm a woman.
If you think so, I have to tell you. Liking a person has nothing to do with appearance, height, weight, skin color, occupation, age, gender, etc. These are never reasons to stop someone from loving you. There will be people who love you, understand you, protect you, and own you because you are you.
I want to offer a blue rose to the world and one to you. I want to tell you that I silently love the world and you.
I hope there will be no war in the world.
Purpose: To combat gender opposition, combat imperialism, remember history, and commemorate Nanjing compatriots.