279 pairs of nights

The sky gradually brightened.

All around, the landscape was a patchwork of scars.

The splendid morning glow stood out vibrantly amidst the heavens and earth.

The beauty above, the tragedy below.

Two contrasting scenes formed a stark juxtaposition, especially glaring.

"On the first day of June, you all must stick closely to the team; the frontlines are dangerous, so don't act recklessly," Lu Ran stood in front of the main entrance to Wu Lie Building, gazing at the horizon.

Several teammates looked towards Lu Ran, naturally aware that he was about to embark on a journey.

His advice now was probably because the night they had just endured was so harrowing.

Jiang Ruyi watched Lu Ran silently.

His eyes were misty as he watched the dawn at the horizon, the gleam of the morning glow reflected faintly in his pupils.

It was peculiar and yet beautiful.

"I'm leaving," Lu Ran said softly to bid farewell.

"Leaving?"

"Is Master going home first?" several people asked in unison.