The distant sky was dimly lit, and without anyone noticing, some sunlight had already pierced through the dark veil of the night, shredding the firmament wildly like scissors.
"When I was in the training camp, becoming the best recruit, everyone sneered at me. They isolated me, shunned me, thinking I was too competitive and showy."
"I used to feel sad and didn't understand, but I remember my father's motto—"
Li Aozi said, "'It's not about whether I should, but I can, so I did it.'"
Nikita glanced at Li Aozi.
If the other had a head, he was sure that it too would be grinning broadly.
"Although they weren't good to me, on the battlefield, I dragged my brother, whose legs had been blown off, back from the trenches. To those who used to shun and be indifferent to me, I covered them silently, doing my best to save every comrade's life."
"Because I could, I just did it."