Zhuo Yichen

Zhuo Yichen was waiting for Zhao Yunzhou to return from the army; they were a couple, but instead of Yunzhou, a lieutenant arrived bringing bad news.

• Are you Zhuo Yichen? the lieutenant asked
• Yes, I am. And who are you? he asked, bewildered
• I am Lieutenant Xie. I have some unfortunate news; your boyfriend, Zhao Yunzhou, is missing in action. We do not know if he is alive or not.
  Zhuo Yichen staggered, but managed to grab the door handle to steady himself.
• What... What did you say? What do you mean you don't know if he's alive?
• I offer my sincerest apologies. the lieutenant bowed his head If a miracle happens, he will return to you, but such miracles are extremely rare. Farewell. The lieutenant turned around and left.
  Zhuo Yichen collapsed onto the floor with a thud.
• A miracle, seriously. He began to cry, unable to hold it back any longer.
  Three years have passed since the day Zhuo Yichen learned that Zhao Yunzhou was missing. For those three years, he waited for his return, never forgetting him for a single moment. Friends and family told him to stop waiting and move on with his life, for the dead cannot be brought back, but Zhuo Yichen didn't listen to them. Then, on a Friday evening, someone knocked on the door of the house.
• Who is it? Zhuo Yichen asked, as he wasn't expecting anyone so late.
• Xiao Zhuo, it's me, Zhao Yunzhou.
  Zhuo Yichen couldn't believe it; he abruptly opened the door and saw him alive, and tears welled up in his eyes.
• Yunzhou, is... is it really you? Zhuo Yichen asked, already weeping.