When her former classmate pointed his gun at Lin Youwei, she leaned down and kissed the ground under her feet for the last time.
She faced Yan'an, opened her arms, and thought of Chiyin.
"Youwei, take the main road up. The sun is nice on the main road."
Ji Chiyin never considered herself special.
But since we live in this era, we should do something.
Purpose: Patriotism