Only I Understand His Tenderness

Lin Zi Yu Extra 3.2

On the day Zhang Wu Lin's ashes were brought back to China, she and Ming Zhu,  Tang Xin attended his funeral, the Martyrs Garden...

That day, she met his parents and his younger brother.

His brother looked a bit like him.

Lin Zi Yu looked at him in a daze for a long time.

She lowered her head and opened her phone.

There were also photos of the two of them in her phone, as well as photos of him taken by her...

Looking at it, her heart was torn apart again.

Ming Zhu handed her a small box.

Ming Zhu said: "I went to the camp in early April, and the squad leader..."

She temporarily changed her words, "What Zhang Wu Lin asked me to bring to you should be what he wanted to give. It's your stuff."

Lin Zi Yu squatted on the ground, looking embarrassed and haggard.

She took it with trembling hands, with a glimmer of light in her eyes, "What... did he say?"

Ming Zhu shook her head.

Lin Zi Yu stared at the small box like a lost soul.

She didn't even have the courage to open it.

Zhang Wu Lin never gave her anything, and the two of them were not together for a long time.

During those ten days, Zhang Wu Lin cooked and did housework for her, treating her like a princess and not letting her do anything.

Compared with other men, he may be dumber and not know how to speak sweet words. He also doesn't have much money and won't give her expensive gifts, but she is the happiest.

She looked at Ming Zhu blankly, "Tell me, if I hadn't broken up with him, would he have been more careful, wouldn't he have..."

He won't die.

If he still had her, would he cherish his life even more?

Ming Zhu said: "I think, no matter at any time, he wants to work hard to live."

No one wants to die, no one wants to die.

He was a soldier and sometimes had no choice.

Lin Zi Yu looked at Ming Zhu blankly.

Then, she collapsed and pulled Tang Xin, crying and asking her: "Didn't you say that in seven or eight years, he will also be the captain? Why..."

Why did he die?

Why?

He is such a good person.

She thought about his future and what he would look like in a few years.

It shouldn't be like this.

But the facts are already before our eyes.

On the tombstone, Zhang Wu Lin's young face is forever frozen.

She couldn't even imagine whether Zhang Wu Lin felt a trace of fear when he rushed out in the car filled with bombs.

How painful it would be...

Just thinking about it will make Lin Zi Yu wake up in pain.

Returning to Beicheng in the evening, she returned to her small and cold apartment.

She had not tidied the house for many days and it was very messy.

If Zhang Wu Lin saw it, he would definitely help her clean it up without saying a word.