But he was equally aware of the sacrifices behind those two words. He took pride in being a soldier, in being part of the military. However, he would never force anyone else for that reason alone. Everyone has their own path to take; it's all about what matters to you, what you see clearly. It's the giving and the taking, the holding on and the letting go, that make up the true essence of life.
Regaining consciousness from those jumbled thoughts, Gao Han looked down at the old man in front of him, his temples grey, cheeks covered with age spots, and answered each word with resonant, forceful conviction, "No regrets!"
He was proud to be a soldier, and if the sacrifices he made over the years were valuable, then he had no regrets!
Mr. Wei's hand shook slightly as he held his teacup, but his wise and resolute eyes, tempered by time, filled with a satisfied warmth.
No regrets, that's good!
Early on Saturday morning, Ning Ruixi was already up.