Xia Linfeng can hear plants talk. It's not a gift, it's a nuisance. Because he can hear them, people think he's a freak, and he's forced to transfer schools.
His new deskmate is named Feng Ji. He always lies facedown in the back row, like a block of ice that will never melt. Xia Linfeng spots a nearly dead pot of mint hidden in his desk and says, "I can save it."
Feng Ji doesn't stop him or say thank you.
But starting that day, a carton of milk appears on Xia Linfeng's desk every morning.
The mint slowly comes back to life. Something else is slowly beginning to sprout, too.
