I never asked her how she came back after "passing away" for two years.

Uncle Yuan vaguely mentioned that Lu Yinong's plan made another drug dealer become an undercover police officer.

In the explosion that burned away all the evil, she escaped with her life but lost contact with her superiors.

During those two years, she endured hardships, suspicion, and kept a low profile. In the end, she found a loophole, captured the leader, and returned to the country.

A few casual sentences conceal countless thrilling moments.

History won't record it, and the news won't report it, but the motherland will remember.

She and her comrades are the silent shields living in the shadows.

............

When the Yunnan Provincial Department handed over to the Jiangsu Provincial Department, Lu Yinong stayed in Nanjing to work.

It was a way to protect her.

I resigned and followed her to Nanjing.

During the days when I couldn't find a job, I stuck to her every day.

I had nightmares again at night, waking up shouting with sweat all over my body.

Lu Yinong turned on the night light, reached out and hugged me, not asking anything, just bowing her head and kissing my forehead.

I held her tightly, our skin touching, our breaths close.

As long as she breathes and has a heartbeat, she is by my side, not just an empty illusion.

I caressed her arm with my fingers.

I wanted to completely possess her, be fully together with her.

She froze and held my finger.

I softly called her, "Yinong..."

With my face against her shoulder, I slowly kissed her.

Starting from the scar on her collarbone, I kissed every wound.

She clasped her collar, "It's ugly."

I shook my head and smiled, "It's not ugly, it's your medal."

Those scars, that darkness, those unattractive marks carved by time.

They are all your medals.

My fingers touched the long and deep scar on her rib.

In scenes I couldn't see or imagine, how were these scars left behind?

I don't want to ask, and I don't want her to remember.

I just want her to understand that no matter how she changes, she is my treasure.

In the past, now, and in the future.

With the final kiss, our breaths were already chaotic, and my lips touched the corner of hers.

Lu Yinong pushed me away slightly, as if enduring something.

She looked at me, her eyes shining like gemstones, "Are you sure?"

I nodded affirmatively and told her, "Yinong, I love you."

Her fingers suddenly landed in an unexpected place.

In those pitch-black eyes, it seemed as if a deep sea was hidden. I gazed into them, sinking in, unable to extricate myself.

She kissed me.

The sea surged, and the small boat struggled to navigate.

In the very end, I held her neck tightly and whispered, "Lu Yinong, I love you so much."

She kissed the corner of my lips, her voice hoarse, "Me too."