Waking of Insects in February

Articles about the Republic of China, the deserted Nationalist officers attack and the healthy bandits (Red Army?) Suffer~~ I'll put up the articles I've been typing recently~~~ Ahem, it is actually a lingering love story in the south of the Yangtze River with the background of the Republic of China... Little by little, little by little... I will never write about the Republic of China again... The Republic of China, I am sorry for you... —————— Copywriting: Women combing their girls' hair in a swaying manner. All living beings humming about the years. In that era, amidst the flames of war and beauty, so many people lived with joy or sorrow - for the faith they pursued. He wore a grass-colored military uniform and held a peach blossom. His white gloves were stained a little red with blood. He was a military officer born in the south of the Yangtze River. He fell into disgrace at the age of seventeen and became a member of the Red Army at the age of 21. He always likes to mess up his hair and hang a tiny piece of grass in his mouth. He was a bandit and grassroots bandit born in western Hunan. They... Were hostile but ambiguous from beginning to end. In February, we meet each other. Then... Can he and him stay together for the rest of their lives... The 17th year of the Republic of China. Xiangxi. Liu Kepei met Ge Shuaiqi for the first time. Under the peach blossoms, that man had a pair of eyes that he would never forget. Deserted and indifferent. He's just a little bandit. Who knows what fate is, and his favorite thing is to play tricks on mortals like them. I have been going around in circles for 10 years, from bandits to the Red Army, but my identity will always be that person's opponent. Is it a division or a combination? Will you die, or will I die? This story is dedicated to my two cute people...