For some reason, Xiang Jia'an went to work as an assistant teacher at the military academy in war-torn Beilin. Here she made friends, gained true love, and had her thoughts changed.
We are all just a withered grass surviving on this scorched earth. Although we are very weak, we alone cannot withstand the raging wildfire.
But.
Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
One fell down, and one was still holding on.
The dandy and sinister young master vs. The sensitive and strong heroine
I won't write anymore. I can't continue writing this piece of shit.
Purpose: Guotai and people's peace