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The next stop on their journey was Guangxi. She remembered reading in her textbooks during school that Guilin's scenery was unparalleled. It was from that time on that they developed a longing for the beauty of Guilin.
Upon arrival, they discovered the Li River's crystal-clear waters, with mountains rising majestically on both banks. The strange peaks and unique stones resembled breathtaking landscape paintings that left people in awe. They rode bamboo rafts, experiencing the sensation of gliding over the emerald waves, as if they were wandering through a painting.
Drifting down the Li River, they admired the stunning scenery along the banks and marveled at nature's artistry. They also visited the Ten-Mile Gallery, which felt like stepping into a colorful dream. At De Tian Waterfall, they were struck by the grandeur of the cascading waters, reminiscent of poetry that described a silver river falling from the heavens.
As they continued their journey, they found themselves at the border between Guangxi and Yunnan. Choosing to drive, they entered Yunnan along the highway. Eventually, they settled in an unremarkable little place and found a guesthouse to stay.
"Yu Suihuan," she said, "I just inquired and heard there's a Self-Defense Counterattack War Museum nearby. Should we check it out?"
"I'm not interested!"
After several days of travel, Yu Suihuan felt exhausted and just wanted to lie down and rest.
"Oh come on! Since we're here, we might as well soak in the atmosphere of the era!"
Unable to resist her friend's enthusiasm, Yu Suihuan reluctantly allowed herself to be dragged along.
The place was more akin to a dilapidated house than a museum. Old black-and-white photos adorned the walls, alongside some outdated weapons and equipment. The entire venue was filled with a heavy and solemn atmosphere.
Yu Suihuan glanced around casually but found it uninteresting. Just as she was about to leave, she heard her friend Jie exclaiming in panic behind her.
"What’s wrong?"
Yu Suihuan turned around suspiciously; she knew Jie was not one to be easily frightened.
Yu Suihuan, come look at this, she stammered, her words faltering.
What is it? Have you seen a ghost?
It's Yang Qinghe!
Hearing Yang Qinghe's name made Yu Suihuan's heart skip a beat. In truth, what happened with Yang Qinghe had nothing to do with her anymore. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, she found herself drawn over.
What was displayed in the showcase were the heroes who sacrificed their lives during the Self-Defense Counterattack War. Among them, Yang Qinghe's photo was placed in the most prominent position. He wore a military uniform, exuding an air of confidence, with determination and bravery evident in his eyes.
Yu Suihuan could hardly believe her eyes, yet all the information on the display matched Yang Qinghe perfectly. More importantly, who else could this gallant young officer be if not Yang Qinghe?
She stared at the photo for a long time, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Unknowingly, her eyes began to well up as she recalled all the moments shared with Yang Qinghe and how kind he had been to her. She thought to herself that even though they had drifted apart, as a friend, she should remind him not to participate in this battle.
Even if they were no longer close, she couldn't bear the thought of him losing his life. Yu Suihuan took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions as clarity dawned upon her.
She pulled out her phone and quickly searched for all information regarding this battle. On [Date], an important notice was issued to prepare for the self-defense counterattack operation. On [Date], along the border stretching several kilometers between the two countries, artillery fire erupted simultaneously, marking the official start of the war. Our forces launched attacks from three fronts: East, Central, and West, crossing the border.
If she calculated correctly based on the current era, it should be [Year] [Month]. This meant that there were only four months left until Yang Qinghe's sacrifice!
Yu Suihuan was filled with a sense of urgency; she knew that time was of the essence and that action needed to be taken swiftly.
She turned to Xiao Jie, about to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Jie’s words. "Hurry up!"
Yu Suihuan flashed her a quick smile and with a wave of her hand, the two of them entered the space.
After the engagement was called off, Yang Qinghe seemed remarkably relaxed.
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