That night, Bai Yulin hugged Jiang Lin and cried, "Jiang Lin, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. You must hate me. I'm sorry for making you work so hard to pick up the broken me on the ground... Obviously... You yourself are broken." Her long eyelashes were covered with tears, her shoulders kept shaking, and she let out a gentle sob.
Jiang Lin kissed the tears off Bai Yulin's face with his lips and held her tightly in his arms.
On New Year's Eve that year, they watched the most spectacular fireworks in City B.
"Jiang Lin, you said that the fireworks disappeared in the air for a few seconds, so what is the meaning of the fireworks?"
"Perhaps the meaning is that it once was brilliant, and some people will remember the fleeting moment for a lifetime."
"Jiang Lin, we are all soldiers. Before love, we should put the country and the people first. I want to protect the world and I want to protect you."
Intention: It is enough for some people and things to be brilliant