The Pear Falls and Turns White

Ye Qiuli's life has fallen into a quagmire since she was three years old. Her father was the only light in her world, the only one who could hold her in his hands and protect her in his arms. But an accident extinguished this light forever. The mother took away the compensation and disappeared overnight. The grandmother regarded her as a broomstick and a burden. Beating and scolding became a daily routine, and unjust accusations became the norm. She learned to be silent since she was a child, not to argue, not to cry, not to resist. Lower your head when you are scolded, shut up when you are beaten, turn around when you are bullied, just hope that you will be hurt less. Until the young man in white walked into the mountain village with his father, supported her path to study, and also broke into her uncared heart. He has a hard mouth and a soft heart, hiding concern in meanness; She was taciturn and buried her heart in humility. He thought she was cold-hearted, and she thought he was just showing mercy. Misunderstandings are piled up one after another, and words of love are misplaced. A long, heart-wrenching pull, a two-way secret love across the mountain. When pears fall, they meet frost, and when white shirts meet pears, they fall. Waiting for the wind to come, waiting for the fog to clear, waiting for you to finally understand my unspoken affection. The pear falls in the mud and turns white, but I dare not express my deep feelings across the mountain.