● Short story, no V
● Not-so-real farmers vs. Very fake vagrants
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It was raining that evening when Ren Yin and Ke Yu met.
At the party that day, the two of them sat at the two farthest seats in opposite corners. They didn't make eye contact and only exchanged a few words.
Ren Yin: "I am a farmer."
Ke Yu: "I am a homeless person."
After everyone left, Ren Yin stood up and sat across from Ke Yu and asked her if she wanted to kiss.
She said she wanted to.
They kissed in the evening rain. Ren Yin sat on Ke Yu's lap. Ke Yu held Ren Yin's waist. She said her legs were too tight and she said her waist was shaking.
[Little fish, little fish, where are you swimming now?
——In the sea.
The wind is strong and the waves are high, and the return date is uncertain.
Intention: to move forward courageously.
