Lionel Grant sighed, holding the jade pendant, his eyes becoming deeply reflective.
"Back then, my thoughts were foolish. The more my grandparents tried to stop me, the more rebellious I became, sneakily engaging with airplanes and thus irreversibly falling in love with aviation."
"During my college entrance exams, I did not follow my grandparents' wishes to become a doctor who saves lives and heals injuries, but instead I applied to Bowen."
"When my grandparents found out, they were so angry that they made me kneel on the ground and hit me with a mop, but I still stubbornly persisted, and ultimately I got into Bowen as I wished."
"Although I became a student at Bowen, I didn't yet have the spirit of sacrificing for the greater good until I was selected to enter the training base."
"I now know, I understand, and I feel what my parents felt. Being a pilot, every single strand of hair also belongs to the nation."