Some people believe that history is a little girl who can be dressed up at will, and its 'truth' is shaped by the needs of those controlling the current public opinion.
Others believe that the records of historical events themselves are unreliable, and there is no need to delve too deeply into micro-level historical research; grasping the direction and context is enough.
And some people think that history, ah, needs to be remembered.
Sometimes Cheng Daqi is the first type of person, sometimes he's the second or third.
However, today he's the third kind.
"Why did you suddenly think of taking a break, Chan? This isn't like you."
Temir was riding a horse, one hand holding the reins, the other lifting up to adjust her hat.
Beside her, Cheng, always a bit uneasy, was on the horse, struggling to maintain his balance.
They were at a ranch in Nevada, which, to be said, was still an asset of the West State, just lacking any operational value.
