The boy, wearing a white shirt, linen casual pants, and a broken straw hat on his head, held foxtail grass in the corner of his mouth and jumped to greet her, "Hey, come and help me pull the grass."
An Dian was eighteen years old. According to her family's rule of "raising a daughter until she is eighteen", she took a year off from school and was sent to the countryside for training. Here, she met a different kind of young man, who was pulling weeds in the fields wearing urban brand names, and took An Dian, whom she had known for less than a day, to fish by the river. . .
The girl, wearing light blue jeans, a gray sweatshirt, and carrying an Adidas backpack, was full of curiosity when she heard herself calling her. Yun Sha looked at her with a slight smile. With her like this, he couldn't help but make his favorite braised lion's head for her to eat, and he couldn't help but pick the strawberries he had worked so hard to cultivate and give them to her. . .
In ancient times, there were red tubes to express emotions, but now there are strawberries to express emotions.