At dawn, the morning light seems to be carefully crushed by a pair of gentle and delicate hands, overflowing with love, turning into soft wisps of gauze, leisurely casting the first rays of light from the distant horizon.

This soft light, with an almost reverent air, carefully veiled the entire city in a dreamlike mist, as if afraid to disturb this still-sleeping city. The streets and alleys seemed to be gently soothed by this gentle light, immersed in a sweet dream, tranquil to the point of near-perfect stillness.

Only the occasional bark of a dog from the winding, secluded alleys in the distance slightly breaks the enchanting tranquility, adding a touch of real life to this peaceful morning and making people realize that the vibrancy and liveliness of this world never cease.

Xia Wan was already standing on the train station platform, with her brother Xia Tao beside her, who was about to board a train to the army and begin a new chapter in his life.

The cool breeze, like a playful sprite, flitted freely through the quiet morning, gently brushing past and stirring Xia Wan's hair.

Her eyes were filled with complex emotions, including deep worry for her brother's unknown journey. The thought of her brother going far away and facing high-intensity training and unknown challenges in the army made her heart clench.

There was also a deep sense of reluctance and longing for the long separation. From childhood to adulthood, her brother had always been by her side, her strongest support. Now, with this separation, she didn't know when they would meet again. This sorrow of parting made her eyes slightly red, as if the breeze itself carried her heavy, unspeakable thoughts.

Xia Tao's luggage was simple and unpretentious. A small suitcase stood quietly at his feet. It looked ordinary, but it carried Xia Tao's full of hope and expectations for the future.

Images of growth, responsibility, and dreams played out in his mind like a movie. He could almost see himself training hard in the army, constantly pushing his limits, becoming a true man, and contributing his strength to the country.

Xia Wan looked up at her brother, her eyes filled with concern and reluctance, as thick and heavy as the morning mist in the mountains. Her voice was still slightly hoarse from waking up early, and she earnestly instructed him:

"Brother, remember to let us know you're safe when you get there. Take good care of yourself in the army, don't push yourself too hard in training, and be mindful of your health. The training in the army is intense, so don't push yourself too hard. If you get tired, take a break and don't worry us. If you encounter any difficulties, don't try to handle them alone; be sure to tell us."

As she spoke, she reached out and straightened Xia Tao's collar, her fingers gently smoothing out the fine wrinkles. Her movements were full of meticulous care, as if she wanted to convey all her concern, worry, and reluctance to part with her brother through this small gesture.

Xia Tao's lips curved into a warm smile, a smile as comforting as the spring sun, capable of dispelling all gloom. He gently patted Xia Wan's head, soothing her as he had when she was a child.

"Don't worry, I'm a grown man, not a child anymore. Don't be too strong at home. If you encounter any problems you can't solve, talk to your brother or call Dad, and we'll figure something out together. Take good care of yourself while you're home alone, and don't overwork yourself. If you feel wronged, don't keep it to yourself; you must tell me. Your brother will always be your strongest support."

His tone was calm and firm, each word like a reassuring pill, warming Xia Wan's heart. Yet, the sorrow of parting lingered, clinging tightly to her mind, impossible to shake off.

The train slowly pulled into the station, its wheels rubbing against the rails, producing a dull rumble that shattered the morning's tranquility like a heavy hammer blow.

Xia Tao, pulling his suitcase, steadily boarded the train with the bustling crowd.

He would occasionally turn back to look at Xia Wan standing on the platform, his eyes filled with longing. Each time he turned back, it was as if he was deeply engraving his sister's image in his heart.

Xia Wan stood on the platform, her gaze fixed on her brother's figure, never looking away for a moment. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and longing, as if she wanted to imprint her brother's silhouette on her eyes.

Only when the train slowly started moving, its speed increasing and its figure receding into the distance until it finally disappeared from sight, did she slowly turn around and leave with somewhat heavy steps.

Along the way, her mind kept replaying the moments she had spent with her brother, the happy times they had chased and played together in the fields, the sunlight shining on them, their laughter echoing through the fields.

Those heartwarming moments of mutual support during difficult times, when her brother always stepped forward to shield her from the storm, have now transformed into deep longing, surging in her heart like a tide, leaving her with mixed feelings.

Stepping out of the train station, Xia Wan headed straight for the post office, where crowds were bustling about.

Xia Wan had no time to think about any of that; her mind was completely occupied by one thing.

Someone used her name and her godfather's connections to do a lot of things, which made her very uneasy. It felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

The more she thought about it, the more serious the situation seemed. This matter not only concerned her own reputation but could also affect her godfather's interpersonal relationships and reputation.

She was well aware of the implications and felt she had to call her godmother and explain the situation clearly and completely; otherwise, she wouldn't be able to rest easy. She desperately hoped to resolve the issue as soon as possible and get everything back on track.

Xia Wan walked into the post office and immediately spotted Sister Zhao busy at the counter. Sister Zhao had worked at the post office for many years, was warm and cheerful, and was quite familiar with Xia Wan.

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