Only now had Yun Xi truly realized that being beside this man required not only the courage to not fear death, but also the need to face such partings and so much worry. Every time he went out on a mission, she had to watch him leave and wait for him to come back safely. This form of torture was no better than facing the hail of bullets herself.
Lost in her train of thoughts, she suddenly noticed light footsteps approaching her from behind. Yi Qianmo looked at the departing helicopter whose lights were flashing in the night sky, and he raised his hand and patted Yun Xi's shoulder, sighing softly.
"Now you realize, standing by his side is not going to be an easy thing to do, right?"
The world had people who understood the sentiments of others, but there were some extraordinary people who could pierce through hearts with just a few words.