
Mo Yanci
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Xu Moshu, a withdrawn and taciturn young man, sticks to his ancestral craftsmanship and spends his time in silence and loneliness. An accidental encounter in the mist caused Li Yanyu, who understood his work and his intentions, to break into his closed world. There is a tacit understanding that needs no words, and the feelings that arise quietly are slowly spreading between tenons, umbrellas and bridges. Two lonely souls, who knew each other because of their craftsmanship and were close because of their tenderness, wrote a restrained and hot youthful story in the cold years. Xu Moshu, a withdrawn and taciturn young man, sticks to his ancestral craftsmanship and spends his time in silence and loneliness. An accidental encounter in the mist caused Li Yanyu, who understood his work and his intentions, to break into his closed world. There is a tacit understanding that needs no words, and the feelings that arise quietly are slowly spreading between tenons, umbrellas and bridges. Two lonely souls, who knew each other because of their craftsmanship and were close because of their tenderness, wrote a restrained and hot story of youth in the cold years.
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