For Shen Zhihuan, who had been reborn and lived through another life, high school was a distant past.

Chen Zhihuan's thoughts drifted away unconsciously with her gaze.

She was once saved by Xie Lanshen when she was still in high school.

That day, Fang Qiaolan took her and Shen Ling to town to buy things.

They said they were going shopping together, but the two of them clearly treated Shen Zhihuan like a little handbag carrier.

He didn't buy her anything, but he made her carry all the bags and packages he bought for Shen Ling.

There were just too many things, and Shen Zhihuan, who was underdeveloped at the time, couldn't carry them all, so she had to frequently switch hands to adjust them.

After another adjustment, when she looked up, Shen Ling and Fang Qiaolan, who had been picking out hair accessories at a stall not far ahead, had suddenly disappeared.

Shen Zhihuan was startled and quickly searched as she walked.

"Mom, sister—"

Being unfamiliar with the place, Shen Zhihuan, in a daze, ended up at the entrance of a small department store.

The department store street is famous for its complete range of goods; the outermost area sells clothes, shoes, and socks, while the inner area also sells snacks.

A large sign next to the door prominently displays the words "[Guangcheng Dresses Arrived]".

Thinking that Shen Ling had made a fuss about coming out this time because she wanted to buy a fashionable dress that was all the rage in the town, I decided to go inside and look for it.

But just as they got a few steps closer, they heard a loud "boom" from inside.

The next second, a powerful heat wave burst through the glass doors of the department store from the inside, carrying with it shattered glass, and rushed towards Chen Zhi's welcoming face.

Shen Zhihuan was standing quite far away. Although the heatwave pushed her back a few steps, she wasn't actually injured by the explosion.

But she was truly terrified. The loud noise made her ears ring for a long time, and she couldn't hear anything. Her mind went completely blank.

Just as he was regaining some of his hearing, pedestrians on the street began to scream.

Shouting "It's exploding! Run!", they scrambled in all directions.

Many people who escaped from the department store were either panicked or clutching their bleeding wounds, frantically trying to squeeze out.

Shen Zhihuan then came to her senses and realized what had just happened.

She turned pale with fright and tried to run away in a panic.

But there were so many people and so many people on the street that she was knocked around and stumbled from side to side.

But she was carrying a lot of heavy things and dared not let go.

After all, if they let go, they might get a beating when they get home.

The slender little girl, like a blade of grass in a storm, was pushed and shoved countless times before she suddenly stumbled and twisted her ankle.

A sharp, tearing pain shot through her ankle, and Shen Zhihuan almost burst into tears.

She gritted her teeth, fighting back tears, and limped a few steps before being rammed head-on by someone.

The things in her hands scattered on the ground, and Shen Zhihuan staggered, her body falling forward uncontrollably.

Just when she thought she was about to fall onto the pile of broken glass and be disfigured, a strong arm suddenly came across her.

The young man scooped her up when she was only a few centimeters off the ground.

Shen Zhihuan felt as if she were flying, being carried by this arm, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived at a safe area dozens of meters away from the department store.

She steadied herself by holding onto the wall, wanting to say thank you.

Looking up, she only caught a fleeting glimpse of the man's cold, stern face.

He only said, "Be careful, evacuate first," then turned around and rushed into the department store street against the flow of people without looking back.

There were more than a dozen other figures, also dressed in green military uniforms, in front of and behind him.

They were like a ray of light, piercing through the panic and unease, and in the blink of an eye, they evacuated the crowd trapped inside.

They then continued to venture deeper, disregarding the danger, to search for the source of the explosion.

At that time, Shen Zhihuan was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and her hands, which were gripping the hem of her clothes, were sweating profusely.

She stepped forward hastily, wanting to tell them it was too dangerous inside.

Before she could speak, another explosion occurred.

A blinding white light flashed, causing the paint on the walls dozens of meters away to flake off.

At that moment, Shen Zhihuan's mind went completely blank.

Later, even more people in military uniforms, police uniforms, and firefighter uniforms poured in like a tide, and the scene became chaotic.

Shen Zhihuan waited anxiously outside, wondering if the first few people who rushed in were alright.

She never saw the person who saved her come out.

But I remember that face and his reassuring embrace vividly.

For many years afterward, she kept thinking about this person and tried many times to find out what happened that day.

Unfortunately, the scene was too chaotic, and too many people went in, so no one could clearly explain what happened afterward.

It wasn't until she joined the company that Shen Zhihuan finally managed to find out some news from back then, as well as the person who saved her, through various connections.

Unfortunately, when they met again, he had become a black and white photograph hanging on the wall.

Shen Zhihuan also knew about what happened when Shen Ling married into the Xie family.

But the two of them had never gotten along since childhood, and she couldn't possibly inquire about Shen Ling's current situation, as she devoted herself entirely to her medical career.

Naturally, no one could have imagined that Shen Ling would marry Xie Lanshen, the man who had saved her life.

After leaving the Gu family, Shen Zhihuan followed in her grandfather's footsteps and became a military doctor.

Even during wartime, they went to the front lines.

The unit she was in at the time never expected that such a young girl would have such a strong sense of conviction, and they took good care of her.

In their spare time, people would chat with her for a bit.

People back then had limited living conditions and not many topics to talk about.

Aside from enjoying the wonderful life after the war, all that's left is to reminisce about the past.

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