Synopsis

Jiang Nian woke up to find herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming a widow whose husband had just died. She had a deep impression of this character because, just days after the original host's husband died, she was harassed by local hooligans and, unable to bear the humiliation, stabbed herself to death at her doorstep. If she remembered correctly, this cannon fodder character was the wife of the male lead's comrade-in-arms. The book described how the male lead originally came to pay respects to the original host's husband, but unexpectedly arrived just in time for the original host's funeral. The male lead dealt with the hooligans who harassed her, arranged for her affairs, and then took a train back to the city. There, he met the female lead of the book, and the two began to develop feelings, eventually marrying and progressing as a matter of course. Jiang Nian transmigrated at the exact moment the plot reached her falling into the hands of hooligans and about to be humiliated. Lu Yu's greatest regret in his life was not seeing his comrade-in-arms one last time, and he regretted even more not being able to save the pitiful Jiang Nian. In an accident, Lu Yu was injured and returned five years into the past. The first thing he did was rush home overnight. Although he missed his comrade's funeral, he arrived in time to save Jiang Nian from being harassed by hooligans. Only Jiang Nian was left in the house. To prevent the tragedy of his previous life, he brought Jiang Nian to the military unit and settled her in the military family compound. His comrade Song Bai came to chat with him, and seeing Jiang Nian's fair skin, delicate beauty, and slender waist, he secretly asked, "Who is this?" Lu Yu saw through his thoughts with a single glance and shot him a sidelong look. Song Bai scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and brazenly approached: "If she doesn't have a partner, introduce her to me, I..." That very day, Song Bai was kicked out without even getting a mouthful of hot rice. Song Bai's words also ignited the suppressed desires in Lu Yu's heart. Every time he returned from training, the vibrant domestic atmosphere in the room and the sight of the woman moving about tormented him deeply each night. Especially when Jiang Nian, after bathing, would walk around in a thin tank top right under his gaze. Lu Yu, smelling the faint fragrance of soapberry on her, couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple bob, his dark eyes swirling with a fervent, possessive madness. He shouldn't have harbored such thoughts towards her, yet he did. He even wanted to confine her within his own domain, allowing no one else to even dream of coveting her. They say a clever rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its own burrow, yet he deliberately yearned for this particular patch.