As a mute, Xing Zhimeng's life was naturally like his own, full of flaws, bullied, ridiculed, indifferent, and excluded.
In order to get used to this kind of life, he chose to hide himself and not be noticed.
Until he met Jiang Ying who was stealing vegetables from his vegetable garden.
"Your vegetable patch?" Jiang Ying gnawed on a radish with an arrogant energy in his body.
Xing Zhimeng looked at him and snatched back the carrot he was chewing.
"Hey, I'm not a bad temper." Jiang Ying patted the dirt on his hands.
"If you are lucky enough to meet me who is unlucky, can you help me?" Jiang Ying stood in the ditch and looked up at him.
Xing Zhimeng thought for a while and shook his head.
"... Brother, can I beg you?"
Xing Zhimeng looked at his pleading look and shook his head.
"Look, we are so destined. Let's have a kiss." Jiang Ying put her hand around his back and put it on his shoulder, and hooked his chin. "If you don't say anything, I will consider you to have agreed."
Xing Zhimeng slapped his hand away and gave him a middle finger.
"It's not good for a child to give him the middle finger. If you do this, we will accept it." Jiang Ying pressed his finger down with a smile on his face.
Xing Zhimeng looked at him and complained in his heart: This town is only so big, and it's not like Yue Lao is the one holding the string, so he has a fart fate.
Intention: Can I be popular?