At This Time, I Am Anxiously Waiting for the Breeze

A little pure, a little funny, a little sinister, a little ambiguous, this is the whole purpose of this book... Everything originated from a dream about Jiangnan. Because of the love she couldn't get in reality, she was willing to choose to be buried under the lotus in Jiangnan, and go to the time and space in that dream to pursue the longing that was hard to let go. However, happiness is like pearls and jade in a dowry. The more precious it is, the less it can withstand waste. After all, the beautiful couple like flowers cannot compete with the passage of time, and life finally cannot escape the shackles of these two poems: "There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, and things are different and people are different." As soon as the conspiracy came out, the curtain rose and fell, and the smoke disappeared one after another. When time allowed her to see clearly the care in her heart, the nightmare of fate caused her to meet a demon who was bewitched by power. The demon told her: No one can take away what he wants, and he will not let go of her hand even if all the people are killed. However, the person she loves is not him. And the person she loved was standing beside her, but she had forgotten that she had ever been in her life...