Rong Nian's throat seized up, and after moving his lips for a while, he finally managed to ask, "Is her name... Jiang Xi?"
Old Feng sighed, "Rong Nian, since you've forgotten, you shouldn't try to remember. What you wanted back then was for each to live well."
Rong Nian's eyes were thoroughly red, trapped within the narrow train compartment, he felt as if he could hardly breathe.
Old Feng said, "There's another thing, all the files about you in the team have been destroyed. Back then, under the extreme despair and pain, your decision was overseen by your second brother... It was He Chuan who personally watched our comrades in the archives department destroy them."
Rong Nian startled and then his eyes kindled with hope, "My second brother... He knows everything?"
"Not much. After your incident, the commander and your eldest brother were both abroad. Your second brother flew over to deal with the aftermath, but you know the discipline within the team."
Rong Nian knew.