Speaking of Jiangnan, what do you think of?
Is it a mossy asphalt stone road? Is it the Eighteen Autumn Umbrellas of the Han Palace in the misty rain? Or a picturesque and passionate woman from the south of the Yangtze River?
For Qi Shaoshang, maybe these are none of them.
What he wants may be just a sentence about the beauty of Jiangnan.
Conception: