Rich Young Master × Village Official
Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted peacock × Upright, gentle old-school cadre
Zhou Yin died of heart disease.
Lu Qianye died too, by suicide after his lover’s death.
Outsiders said the young master of the Lu family was devoted to the extreme: before his lover’s coffin had even cooled, his own bones were already cold.
1.
After suddenly returning to his youth, Lu Qianye lived by three rules.
Love Zhou Yin.
Stick to Zhou Yin.
Protect Zhou Yin.
2.
Looking at his young, innocent-looking partner, Lu Qianye couldn’t stop the tears welling in his eyes. He called out plaintively, “Zhou Yin, let’s go home, okay?”
At the time, Zhou Yin was out in the fields digging up garlic shoots. He wiped the dirt from his hands and stared at the person in front of him, whose face was covered in tears and snot. Completely baffled, he looked up and asked, “And you are…?”
The words hit Lu Qianye like a bucket of ice water.
Lu Qianye swallowed the ache in his heart and said solemnly, “The person you hold in the palm of your hand, treasure above all else, and care for with all your heart.”
“?”
3.
Zhou Yin was dumbfounded.
The rich young master who had just arrived in the village didn’t want money or sex. He just kept circling around him, looking him up and down.
He spent all his time thinking about two things: taking Zhou Yin to the doctor and taking him home.
Before going to the village.
Lu Qianye had said haughtily and indignantly, “Zhou Yin, you won’t see a doctor or come back to Beishan with me? …Fine. I won’t get involved in anything in the village.”
Zhou Yin: Sure.
Lu Qianye: “….”
After arriving in the village, the villagers held a vote:
Lu Qianye: The best young man in Yutou Village.
Zhou Yin: The second-best young man in Yutou Village.
Zhou Yin clasped his hand like a comrade reunited with a fellow soldier, looking at him with admiration. “Lu Qianye, you really are a public servant of the people.”
Lu Qianye: …
This… wasn’t quite how he’d expected things to go.
4.
Zhou Yin watched over the village, exhausting himself with work and worry until he grew thinner by the day.
Lu Qianye couldn’t bear to stand by and do nothing, so he decided to use his money to solve the problems.
Kids couldn’t afford school? He’d help.
An elderly widow had no one to look after her? He’d help.
The crops had yielded a good harvest but there was no way to sell them? He’d help.
The neighbors were arguing? He’d help. Someone needed a wedding car? He’d help.
Lu Qianye did everything he could for the village, big or small.
Over time, even a stone would thaw, and Zhou Yin was a very handsome stone. Confidently carrying a thick bundle of letters of commendation, Lu Qianye pushed open Zhou Yin’s door, hoping for a little praise or perhaps some progress in their relationship.
Instead, he found Zhou Yin fully equipped and staring at him solemnly. In a serious tone, he said:
“Lu Qianye, come work in the fields with me.”
“…”
5.
After Zhou Yin had worked with all his might to help people, the higher-ups blamed him for handling things unfairly.
Zhou Yin was packing his suitcase to return to Beishan when Lu Qianye stretched out an arm to stop him, asking angrily, “Who’s this higher-up? What gives them the nerve?”
Zhou Yin lowered his head. “You’re the one who wants me to go back to the city, aren’t you?”
“Zhou Yin.”
Lu Qianye answered him slowly and emphatically. “If you go back, you’ll be sitting in the back of my luxury car, smiling. You won’t be riding a rattling old train with a worried look on your face.”
Zhou Yin pressed his lips together. His voice was very soft. “You’re a good person.”
“…”
“Zhou Yin, I’m confessing my feelings to you.”
·Synopsis preserved as of April 2026
Core theme: Devoted to farming, firmly rooted in the people