Song Yao sighed. "I want to too. Back then, I even bought a ticket to the county, but because I saved a soldier on the way, I was delayed again. Then, I was nineteen years old. The villagers said that if I delayed any longer, I might become an old lady in the future…"
At the mention of this, Song Yao's face was filled with regret. She said to Zuo Huo, "That soldier's face was covered in blood! It looked like he carried out some dangerous mission. There were many wounds on his body."
Hearing Song Yao's words, Zuo Huo frowned dangerously. "When did you save that soldier?"
Song Yao thought for a long time. "It was the day before my college entrance examination. Oh right, it was June 7th!"
Zuo Huo frowned. "Then do you remember any characteristics on him?"
Song Yao did not know why Zuo Huo suddenly asked about the soldier. She could only repeatedly think about what happened that day and what kind of appearance the soldier she saved had…
