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The first time I saw Lu Zeyan was under the pale lights of the hospital. There was an accident at the construction site that day and my dad was trapped deep in the landslide. Everyone was helpless. It was he who rushed in with his team and pulled people back from the hell gate. When I arrived, he had just taken off his helmet, his forehead was still stained with dust, his police uniform was half wet with sweat, his profile was cold and hard, but his eyes were as steady as a mountain. He only said lightly: "I'm fine, don't worry." Those words, that back figure, and that police uniform with dust and courage became the white moonlight that I kept in my heart for many years and didn't dare to touch...