[The extreme pull of trauma and redemption, the fateful equation of a math boy and a pastoral girl]
Xu Jie once thought that the most painful wound in life was when his friend Zhao Yong was pushed into the abyss for him - when the falling figure penetrated the rain curtain and met his eyes, Zhao Yong's last smile was forever frozen in the abyss seventeen stories high. From then on, every building became a crack in his soul. Even if he passed the shadow of the teaching building, he would be choked by a feeling of suffocation.
His family took him to escape the city, but unexpectedly pushed him into another fate.
Beside the rice fields with the deafening chirping of cicadas, Xu Jie met Su He, a girl holding a sickle.
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Until the first day of school, Xu Jie appeared in Su He's Agricultural College classroom with a bag on his back. He stood in the last row, looking at the girl holding a test tube on the podium, and suddenly realized that - it turned out that the most perfect convergence area in mathematics was when her eyes fell on him, the heart rate finally stopped being out of control.
"I was trapped in the rain on the seventeenth floor, and you taught me to run in the mud."
Highlights
✅ Trauma Aesthetics: The ultimate collision of building phobia and pastoral healing power
✅Double academic setting: Genius in the Department of Mathematics × Practical School in the Department of Agriculture, romantic dialogue between formulas and seeds
✅ High-sweet push-pull: From "You can't even recognize the corn seedlings" to "My laboratory lacks test data", hidden emotions
✅ Idyllic painting style: fragrant rice, fireflies, rainstorm pigpen, creating the most down-to-earth healing campus
When reason and sensibility sprout in the soil, this proof question about salvation finally has the optimal solution.
