[Frio e reservado piloto vs. deslumbrante intérprete, romance 1v1 em tempos passados, perseguição amorosa dolorosa] No primeiro dia do casamento, Jiang Zhixun pediu transferência para o extremo noroeste, como forma de se rebelar contra o casamento arranjado com Shen Qingqing. Nos três anos seguintes, eles não se encontraram mais. No dia em que foi diagnosticada com amnésia, Shen Qingqing tomou uma decisão em meia hora: ela iria para o extremo noroeste. Procuraria Jiang Zhixun para se divorciar! Uma mulher de beleza extraordinária chegou ao complexo residencial; ela era culta, educada e de temperamento elegante, mas acabou casada com um homem de rosto impassível, quase como um rei do submundo. Jiang Zhixun estava convencido de que Shen Qingqing tinha vindo apenas para importuná-lo. Ele a evitava, fugia dela, mas, de forma incontrolável, se via cada vez mais atraído por ela. Jiang Zhixun decidiu que queria que Shen Qingqing ficasse e que eles vivessem juntos de verdade. No entanto, Shen Qingqing pediu o divórcio. Jiang Zhixun: — Você veio até o extremo noroeste só para se divorciar? Shen Qingqing: — Sim, para me divorciar. Depois do divórcio, Shen Qingqing voltou para Beijing. O tempo vivido no extremo noroeste foi aos poucos sendo esquecido, até que, por fim, ela já não lembrava nem quem era Jiang Zhixun. Em uma noite de vento e neve, um homem teimoso permaneceu do lado de fora da porta, os olhos vermelhos de emoção. — Camarada Shen, sou o novo vizinho que acabou de se mudar. — Meu nome é Jiang Zhixun.
Winter, 1975.
Shen Qingqing traveled alone for three days on a green-skinned train to reach the Great Northwest. Covered in wind and snow, she was escorted to a guesthouse.
"Captain Jiang hasn't applied for a unit in the family quarters yet, Comrade Shen. Please settle in here for now. Once Captain Jiang finishes his mission, I'll have him come see you."
Shen Qingqing knew very well in her heart that Jiang Zhixun had never intended for her to join him at the base. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left for the Great Northwest without a word, nor would he have stayed away from home for three whole years.
The Great Northwest was more than two thousand kilometers away from Beijing. If she hadn't come, many people might never have known that Jiang Zhixun was married.
The hand holding her leather suitcase had gone numb with cold, and even her once-burning, beating heart had settled into a quiet stillness.
Shen Qingqing smiled and thanked him. Then she said, "When Jiang Zhixun returns, please let me know, Comrade."
If he knew it was her who had come, Jiang Zhixun might not even show his face. She didn't have that much time to waste on him. Three years was already long enough.
The guard, unaware of the history between Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun, assumed she was simply eager to see her husband. His weather-beaten face broke into a broad, honest grin, revealing a row of bright white teeth.
"Don't worry, Comrade Shen. The moment Captain Jiang returns, I'll call the guest