Jiang Zhaojun, the top translator in the country, is bright and calm, with countless suitors.
It was rumored that she had a high-profile pursuit of the male idol on campus. It was rumored that the male idol was trained to become a model boyfriend. It was also rumored that the male idol was kicked out as her ex not long after.
When his friend asked for confirmation, the corners of Jiang Zhaojun's lips curled up coldly: "He is dead."
One day many years later, she received an express from the embassy, which contained several cards, her ID photos, and a suicide note.
The document bag was worn, the writing was scrawled, and there were dark blood stains on the edges.
[After my death, the ownership of the above properties, vehicles and financial accounts will be inherited by Jiang Zhaojun. ]
The signature at the end is full of dragons and phoenixes, and the handwriting of the three characters "Xie Bozhou" looks as familiar as ever.
——Wind from heaven, it would be perfect if this wasn't the name of her ex-boyfriend.
Xie Bozhou thought that Jiang Zhaojun probably never wanted to have any entanglement with him again.
But amid the sound of bombings and when the suicide note was handed out, the only thing that came to his mind was Jiang Zhaojun.
The ID card in the wallet was as bright as new, and the bullets passed through the glass and ricocheted all over the ground. Xie Bozhou raised his hand and stood up, then stepped towards the muzzle of the gun pointed at him.
Behind these years of being invincible, it has never been about being at ease, but about being frightened every step of the way.
[To Zhaojun: I have a long way to go and I can't go to the meeting because of my worries. I have been gone for many years, but I hope there will be another life. ]
*He, the male protagonist is not dead and is reunited.
*Translator heroine x Diplomat hero
Intention: Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.
