Spring Comes Again in the South of the Yangtze River

(Shuangjie/Sweet Pet/No Time Travel and No Rebirth) When I first met him, he was wearing a ginger-red fox fur cloak, his features were half-bright and half-dark in the deep night, and he was extremely handsome. Although he looked drunk, he walked with the carefree style of a young man. At that time, she was just a distant relative who came to the house to seek refuge. Her body was like duckweed and her life was like grass. The father was cold-eyed, the concubine was cruel, and she was trapped in the swamp. Everyone watched the fire from the other side, and everyone stayed on the sidelines. The world is very hot and cold, and friendships are divided into high and low places. Isolated and helpless, she had no choice but to think in every possible way, hoping that she could find a place to spend the rest of her life, even if the ancient Buddha in green clothes and the Sanskrit music in black clothes were always by her side. But unexpectedly, behind the dust settled, there was another even bigger conspiracy. The storm is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. Conspiracies, intrigues, and treacherous circumstances have woven a huge web. The sky net is vast and sparse. Beside her, a graceful man hugged her waist and chuckled: "This net involves too many people, and you can't escape alone." Only by joining forces can we break out of the situation.