After Dalong finished talking with Yu Minglang and came out to look for Qian, he saw her sitting by the bay window. On her beloved little wooden table lay something, and the moment Dalong saw it his eyes went blank.
"Sis?"
"Come here."
On the table was exactly the thing that had sparked the conflict between the siblings: the little wrought-iron toy gun Dalong's respected squad leader had given him.
"Didn't you throw this away?" It was because of this that Dalong had fallen out with his big sister; that day Qian had thrown it down from the building right in front of him.
He'd been furious, searched for ages and never found it.
"I lied to you. What I threw that day was the box. Once you're done with your training I'll give this back to you. It carries your squad leader's goodwill toward you, you should keep it properly."
"Sis..." Dalong actually really wanted to ask whether he'd been letting his sister down all this time.
