She is prone to allergies: pollen, dust, medicine, kisses, and love. She is meticulous and dedicated at work, but careless with herself. She looks down on love as something fleeting and unreal, and is content to let the fields of her heart lie barren.
He is the type to care deeply, but only about her: her health, her work, her mood, even what she eats at night. He gives himself no thought, content to wait for years in silence. He may be a force to be reckoned with in the business world, but in front of her he has no dignity at all. All he wants is to win her smile and make the fields of her heart bloom for him in the warmth of spring.
There is no love rival in this story, and the romantic arc between the male and female leads is clear. The story is grounded in realism and avoids excessive melodrama. Come on in!
