"It was the time we went looking for the young lady together, I saw him on my way home."
He was helping an old man cross the street then. I found it strange that beneath his unreliable exterior, there was a heart full of love."
So I found myself standing there, watching them, until they crossed the entire street before I went home." Qing Teng wondered if she was crazy to find such a sight so beautiful.
So when Qing Teng recognized him, she who initially wanted to violently withdraw, suddenly softened at the memory of that scene. This man was not only kind and loving but also a soldier dedicated to his country. It made him even more admirable. So she let him hold her hand, only she didn't expect that he would grasp it so tightly.
Looking at the bruise on her hand, Qing Teng sighed. Was this her self-inflicted punishment, just because of a moment's weakness, she ended up like this,
No matter what, she respected soldiers. They were her dream. But she never told anyone about it.
