Conspiracy, struggle, calculation and betrayal are just like the never-ending undertones in the world of rivers and lakes.
Thousands of feet of soft red passed by my eyes, and I was allowed to walk freely everywhere. The beautiful scenery of Jiangnan that year was as beautiful as a dream that people don't want to wake up from.
However, all the good things she had ever had in her life would eventually turn into fireworks and be lost in time.
——This world is as lonely as snow, and all the young people are old before they are born.