Junjue sat inside the air-raid shelter, dejected, as he continued eating self-heating hot pot with Chen Fan.

In the cold winter, heavy snow fell outside, covering the whole world in white.

Junjue quietly ate his hotpot, but couldn't help but recall Wan'er, who had left him.

Suddenly, the Duke's gaze was drawn to a group of people walking out of the door.

One of the girls looked remarkably like his Wan'er; her elegant figure was as clear as if it were a scene from the past.

Although he had mistaken the person for someone else, Junjue still hurriedly put down the hot pot in his hand and walked towards the girl in the distance without hesitation.

He would rather mistake someone for someone else than let someone who might be her slip away from him!

"Wan'er, is that you?"

"Wan'er, why are you so heartless? Why did you leave me?"

"Please come out soon! I really miss you!"

"Are you afraid I'll see your face? I don't mind, Wan'er?"

"Come out now!"

He wanted to confirm if this was Wan'er, and wanted to ask her why she left him and why there had been no news of her.

He was filled with thoughts and hurried over, only to find that the other person was walking too fast and quickly disappeared into the snow and ice.

Junjue reluctantly stopped, watching the disappearing figure, a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

Why did his Wan'er never return? He had given everything for her, but all he got in return was endless longing and struggle.

Memories flooded his mind, and Junjue's eyes welled up with tears.

He had promised Wan'er that no matter what difficulties they encountered, he would protect her for the rest of his life.

However, Wan'er's departure plunged Junjue into deep loss and helplessness.

Junjue stood alone in the cold snow, lost and helpless.

He wanted to follow in Wan'er's footsteps, but he couldn't determine where she had gone.

The passage of time has separated them; their two hearts, no longer in contact, have drifted further and further apart, left only to be immersed in tears of memories.

Junjue took a deep breath, as if to instill courage in himself.

He decided to follow in Wan'er's footsteps, and no matter how cold or difficult the world was, he would face it bravely and continue to search for their happiness.

Junjue is no longer just a passerby; he will prove his steadfastness and deep love for Wan'er through his actions.

His silhouette against the snow and ice became the driving force for him to return to Wan'er's side.

He dispelled the cold, dispelled the confusion, and with unwavering love, pursued the unknown shore, seeking a miracle of holding hands and dedicating his life to Wan'er.

Time passed slowly, and Junjue tried his best to follow in Wan'er's footsteps, trekking through every corner covered in snow.

He encountered countless difficulties and setbacks, but he always firmly believed that Wan'er was still by his side.

Chen Fan saw the captain looking distraught outside the air-raid shelter and went over to comfort him:

"Captain, you might have mistaken someone for someone else! The person is so well covered up, maybe it's not the vice-captain?"

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Junjue asked uncertainly, "But she feels very familiar. Could it be that I've mistaken her for someone else?"

Seeing the captain's distressed expression, Chen Fan could only comfort him, "Captain, there are so many people in the world who look alike, it's not surprising that you might mistake someone else for someone else."

"Maybe!"

Wan'er hid in the shadows inside the air-raid shelter, quietly observing Junjue.

How did he end up here? Shouldn't he be in the capital?

How did you end up coming from the north to the south?

Was he doing it for himself?

But my own face...

She was in a state of extreme inner turmoil, wanting to see him but also afraid that he would see her disfigured appearance.

Recalling the accident that happened four or five months ago, Wan'er couldn't help but feel extremely heartbroken.

At that time, she was a beautiful girl with fair skin and delicate features.

She is a perfect match for his tall and handsome appearance.

Now, because of her previous experience, she suffered extensive disfigurement and has become an extremely ugly and miserable figure.

Every time she was alone at night, facing her pockmarked and distorted face in the mirror, Wan'er shed countless tears of sorrow.

From that time on, she refused to see the Duke again.

She was afraid he would be frightened by her appearance. She secretly told herself that staying away from him was the best choice.

However, today, the Duke suddenly appeared a few dozen meters away from her.

Although he had grown quite a bit taller, his still handsome face almost made Wan'er recognize him. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and hid.

At this moment, she watched him standing at the entrance of the air-raid shelter, calling her name repeatedly.

"Wan'er! Wan'er! Where are you? I've come looking for you!"

Junjue's voice was filled with anxiety and worry, as if she were the only person in the world. At that moment, Wan'er felt Junjue's deep love for her, and her heart ached.

Wan'er silently pinched herself to bring herself back to her senses.

"Don't be soft-hearted, he deserves better, you'll hurt him if you do this."

She knew she couldn't let the Duke see her like this.

If this man saw her like this, he would definitely leave her! She wouldn't be able to bear such a blow.

It would be better if we never met!

Wan'er silently took a few steps back, a resolute look on her face.

She knew what to do.

As the Duke continued to call her name, Wan'er silently left the air-raid shelter.

She stood quietly out of the Lord's sight, neither leaving nor making an appearance.

"Wan'er, where are you? Don't abandon me!"

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