Summary
When I transmigrated here, my fiancé, newly returned from studying abroad, was in the middle of calling off our engagement.
I looked at the young man being forced to kneel at the entrance to my family home.
Slightly puzzled, I asked him, “Do you think an old-fashioned woman like me isn’t worthy of you? Or have you fallen for another girl?”
He lifted his head stubbornly. “Neither.”
“Then why?”
His lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes resolute.
“I can fly a plane. I’m going to Nanjing to enlist. My country needs me.”
Thinking back on that storm-tossed period of history, I was momentarily stunned.
“You… aren’t afraid you won’t come back?”