Wen Zhou had never been wanted by anyone. Then she met Mu Kun, and from that day on, he became her faith and her hope.
Seven years after the war broke out, on the battlefield at Wulie.
I happened to hear that a group of people from Huaguo had come here. They say one of them is mixed-race. Acha said they look a lot like you. I don’t know why, but I changed our evacuation route and retreated to Monro Street, where we were lucky enough to get trapped in that little cafe...
Before I saw you, all I wanted was to know whether you’d been doing well all these years, and to see how tall the little girl who used to follow me around had grown. But Wen Zhou, when you really appeared in front of me, I suddenly got scared. I wanted so badly to ask you: do you still hold on to your dreams?
