Salama Kassab was a pharmacy student when the cries or reedom broke out in Syria. She still had her parents and her big brother; she still had her home. She was even supposed to be meeting a boy to talk about marriage. Now Salama volunteers at a hospital in Homs, helping the wounded who flood through the doors. She knows that she should be thinking about leaving, but who will help the people o her beloved country i she doesn't? With her heart so conflicted, her mind has conjured a vision to spur her to action. His name is Khaw , and he haunts her nights with hallucinations o everything she has lost. But even with Khaw pressing her to leave, when she crosses paths with Kenan, the boy she was supposed to meet on that ate ul day, she starts to doubt her resolve in leaving home at all. Soon, Salama must learn to see the events around her or what they truly are-not a war, but a revolution-and decide how she, too, will cry or Syria's reedom.

The chances of individuals who are fated to cross paths in this vast world is a mere one in seven billion. In that rare change, just moments before a catastrophic explosion, the lives of Song Ran, a news reporter, and Li Zan, an explosive engineer, become suddenly intertwined by a red thread. Through moments of danger, where it seems as though everything could been blown up, or the ensuing traumas, they remain steadfast in their silent support and protection of one another. On the ruined land by bombs and bullets, he shows her the white olive tree. That white color symbolizes tragedy and loss, but is also the color of tenderness and purity, like their love. "The white olive tree under the clear blue sky, and with them being together proves that everything is not a dream." Have you ever thought what can you do in five seconds? Pour a cup of water, take a walk, say what you want to say, read a page of a book? In five seconds, my heart fills with your image. It's me, I'm Ran-Ran. No one is a lonely island, except for you. That day, through the window, he saw a white olive tree on that vast and empty field. I have been to many places and met a lot of faces, but you are the gentlest soul in my heart. - *Author's note: The countries, regions, and people involved in this novel are purely fiction, not based on any real events or people. *Translator's note: This is not my original work, I'm just translating this novel to the best of my ability to bring this novel to interested readers. Please excuse any errors/mistakes along the way. This is an ongoing translation as the chapters are long and detailed, please be patient.

'White Olive Tree' novel by Jiu Yue Xi English translation "Ah Zan, I am Ruan Ruan." No one is an island other than you. That fateful day, he looked out of the window and saw a white olive tree in the open field. *** Reporter Song looks different from her appearance. Reporter Song is very serious with her work. Reporter Song is quite cute. Today I saw a white olive tree with Reporter Song. It is very special. My new year wish is to marry her. - Li Zan Ah Zan, you have to be careful and pay attention to your safety. Ah Zan, I like it when I enjoy the scenery together with you. Ah Zan, don't be scared. I will take you home. Ah Zan, you are the best person I have ever met. Ah Zan, thank you for trying your best. - Song Ruan "Ah Zan, in my next life, I want to be a bird." "Then I shall be a big tree." After witnessing the grimmest, darkest and bloodiest wars, I am glad that I have met the brightest and kindest soul. I am still grateful that I have seen the white olive grove with my own eyes. I know that is a mirage where the heaven and earth meets in the desert but I am thankful for you, the brightest star in the dark night, were by my side.