The night was slightly cool, and the river breeze was blowing. A woman in white stood on the bridge. The wind lifted the hem of her clothes and entangled her flying hair. Just like her thoughts at the moment, they were complicated and confused.
Maybe he was a little tired after standing for a long time, so he moved slightly and slowly walked forward. Beyond that was the surging river that seemed calm but actually concealed its turbulence. As if she suddenly figured out something, she suddenly woke up and quickly stepped forward and jumped into the river. In an instant, the river water splashed with ripples, one after another, and finally slowly returned to calm. From then on, this shocking beauty disappeared from the world.
As if sensing something, thousands of miles away in the capital, Jiangfu's courtyard has deep walls, shadows of trees, and dark bedrooms. In the dark bedroom, a tall black figure suddenly woke up from the bed. The fine sweat on his forehead revealed the anxiety in his sleep. He was stunned for a moment, put on his clothes, and walked slowly towards the side hall. There was a figure there. The little half-year-old nurse is babbling with her eyes wide open. Although it is still early autumn, silver charcoal has been used for heating in the warm pavilion. With a subtle burning sound, the melting warmth wraps the baby's cradle. The wet nurse beside her has fallen into a deep sleep and snored softly, calm and peaceful.
Concept: Life is a drama, it all depends on acting.