Chapter 195: Some Warmth Is Met With Late Regret (5)

On her way back to the tent from the regiment's headquarters, Su Shu had zoned out for a long time.

When she finally snapped back to reality, she realized her hands were ice-cold, yet they were covered in cold sweat.

Tang Zelin!

Why couldn't you share with me when something so monumental happened to you?

Recalling his solitary and lonely figure from a distance yesterday, she felt an unbearable tightness in her chest.

Is he foolish?

He wanted someone to talk to, and she was right there, listening. She was willing to lend an ear to anything related to him.

But why did that man, who had a faint smile and teased her occasionally last night, look like that?

His best friend had been sacrificed at the front, and his brother-in-arms had died in the line of duty. She couldn't begin to imagine how heartbroken he must have felt.

His sorrow was always hidden, silent, borne alone.

Was it like this in his past life, and still the same in this one?