Jiang Zhaojun is one of the country's top translators, dazzling and composed, with countless admirers.
Rumor has it she once openly pursued the campus heartthrob, that she trained him into the perfect boyfriend, and that she dumped him and made him her ex not long afterward.
When a friend asked her to confirm, Jiang Zhaojun curled her lips into a cold smile. "He's dead."
Years later, one day, she received an express delivery from the embassy. Inside were several cards, her ID photo, and a farewell letter.
The document envelope was worn, the handwriting hurried, and dark stains of blood marked its edges.
[After my death, all rights to the properties and vehicles listed above, as well as my financial accounts, are to be inherited by Jiang Zhaojun.]
The signature at the end was a flamboyant scrawl. The three characters "Xie Bozhou" were as familiar as ever.
A sudden windfall. It would be perfect if only it weren't my ex-boyfriend's name.
Xie Bozhou had thought Jiang Zhaojun probably never wanted to have anything to do with him again.
But amid the explosions, when the farewell letter was sent, the only person who came to mind was Jiang Zhaojun.
The smiling ID photo in his wallet was as bright as new. A bullet pierced the glass, setting off cries of alarm all around. Xie Bozhou rose to his feet, then walked step by step toward the gun pointed straight at him.
Behind all those years of invincibility, he had never been at ease. Every step had been fraught with danger.
[To Zhaojun: The road is long, and unfinished business keeps me away. I cannot make it to our meeting. Though years may pass before I return, I hope we meet again in another life.]
*Happy ending. The male lead is alive, and they get back together.
*Female translator × male diplomat
Theme: Stay true to your original aspirations, and you will reach your destination.
