Chen Xian was the man in the village who was best at farm work and loved it most.
He had dark skin, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a face that could charm anyone.
Countless people in the village were fond of him.
Unfortunately, Chen Xian was as slow as a block of wood.
All he ever thought about was farming and herding cattle.
Then one day, a sent-down youth arrived in the village.
The newcomer was fair-skinned and beautiful, a young master from a wealthy city family, worlds apart from a farmhand like him.
When they first met, Chen Xian nervously wiped the sweat from his palm on his clothes and held out his hand to shake the newcomer's.
But the other man gave him a listless glance, turned away, and ignored his friendly gesture.
Chen Xian knew the pampered sent-down youth looked down on him. From then on, he made sure to avoid him.
Until one day, the sent-down youth came to his door. Chen Xian meant to shut it, but the youth's slender, pale arms wound around his neck.
He looked down and saw a flushed, tearful face, eyes misty as peach blossoms.
“Chen Xian, why do you keep avoiding me?”
Chen Xian: ?
Later, when the sent-down youth's family fell on hard times, Chen Xian protected him, because his own family had once received kindness from theirs.
When debt collectors came looking for the youth, Chen Xian protected him and ended up covered in injuries.
That night, with the candlelight flickering in the house, all he could feel was the itch of the youth's soft hand tracing the wounds on his back, and hear his quiet sobs.
He couldn't see the suddenly vicious look in the sent-down youth's eyes behind him.
Ying Xuyu had been sent to the countryside by the old master to reform. There, he met a blockhead who couldn't take a hint, and at first he only wanted to tease him for fun.
He never expected to end up giving away his whole life in the process.
[Bonus Scene]
Everyone in Jiangcheng said that Young Master Ying was beautiful and ruthless, even more formidable than Old Master Ying. But he had a handsome, dark-skinned man living off him, and that man probably wouldn't leave because he felt indebted. He was bound to take advantage of the Ying family's wealth.
Ying Xuyu never heard those words, but Chen Xian did.
He was slow, but he wasn't stupid. He'd stayed at first because Ying Xuyu said the matter wasn't settled yet and asked him to stay.
Now that everything was settled, it was time for him to go back to the countryside and farm.
On a stormy night, Chen Xian turned off the lights and went to bed early, only to hear someone knocking at the door.
When he opened it, Ying Xuyu stood there, drenched from head to toe.
With lightning flashing and thunder roaring, Ying Xuyu looked like a demon crawling out of hell. He hid his bloodstained hands and affectionately rubbed his face against Chen Xian's.
“I've taken care of all of them. Come home with me, okay?”
Message: There is honor in labor.