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However, his wife wasn’t alive anymore. Instead, what lay before him was a cold tombstone.

Fu Yusheng approached his deceased wife’s grave and finally saw his wife. He saw the black and white photo of his deceased wife… He saw the smile that didn’t fade. Her appearance was still the same, but she was already dead.

Plop…

Now that they were meeting more than 20 years later, Fu Yusheng immediately knelt down and slammed his knees on the ground. No matter how painful it was, it couldn’t be more painful than what his heart was going through.

“The tomb of Martyr Sun Xueqing…”

As it turned out, his late wife’s name wasn’t Red Plum. Like her comrades, she had her own code name. But the name on their marriage application was Red Plum.

As it turned out, Sun Xueqing was the real name of his deceased wife. It took him 20 years to know his wife’s name.

“Red Plum… Xueqing, I’m here to see you… I’m finally here to see you…”

This kneel exhausted all his energy and broke his obsession for more than 20 years.

His wife and his lover… She never got to see him come back to her. Even until her death, she didn’t see the man called Fu Yusheng marry her.

His calloused and no longer young fingers gently touched the photo of Sun Xueqing. In the photo, Sun Xueqing was smiling like a flower, forever maintaining her beauty as a 20-year-old. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, forming a gentle and hazy smile.

Fu Yusheng loved the smile on her face. It was intoxicatingly beautiful. It made people’s hearts feel sweet.

His mind was always filled with his wife’s smile when she was young. She stood among the green mountains and rivers, and under the blue sky and white clouds, she was wearing a loose military uniform. There was a dark brown belt around her waist, and she wore an old-style soldier’s cap. Her short hair was tied up with a rubber band. As she walked, she waved at him.

“Yusheng, Yusheng… Fu Yusheng, I’m here, I’m here…”

She said that she was here. But every time he looked back… she wasn’t there. His wife and his lover weren’t there. He could only hear her laughter. It was clear like the chirping of the birds in the forest in the morning. It echoed in his ears…

‘Yusheng… Yusheng, I’m here… I’m here…’

She said that she was here, but he couldn’t find her. He couldn’t find her no matter what. He lost her… He lost her…

Fu Yusheng hugged the cold tombstone tightly. As if he was hugging a living person, he hugged it so hard that the veins on the back of his hand were popping out.

“Red Plum… Xueqing, I couldn’t find you. You said that you were here, but I couldn’t find you in my dream…”

Fu Yusheng kept having the same dream. He dreamed that his wife was shouting ‘Yusheng’ behind him. But as long as he turned his head, he would only hear her laughter.

The surroundings were filled with thick fog. No matter how he looked and ran, her voice would only come suddenly. She seemed to be beside his ears, but she also seemed to be far away… No matter how he looked, he couldn’t find his wife.

“Red Plum, I’ve been thinking about you for more than 20 years. I thought that you must have hated me for disappearing and for leaving without a word, for betraying you… That’s why you hid from me and didn’t want to see me…”