Silence fell upon the car. Qin Su did not reply, and neither did Zhou Zimo. The only sound in the car was the low-pitched singing from the radio.
After an unknown period of time, Qin Su, who had been silent with her head lowered, suddenly turned to look out of the car window. The streetlights outside had already lit up quietly. On the sidewalk, there was an endless stream of pedestrians. Most of them were couples.
Qin Su admitted that sometimes, she also admired such scenes. However, she did not dare to think about whether she could have such a wonderful time.
"Qin Su, apart from work, we have many other meaningful things to do. If you return to the army, what about us? You have already contributed enough. You have to think for yourself in the future."
Zhou Zimo did not wish for her to go back.
"But..."
