She was born in Fushui Village, an ordinary little town with no shortage of charm.
She lay on the table, watching dusk arrive. In the evening glow, the town seemed to take on a different kind of beauty.
The setting sun was like a red-faced drunk who'd had one too many, tumbling behind the mountains.
Over there, it painted half the earth and sky crimson, and the other half golden.
Before leaving,
Nie Zechuan slipped a piece of candy into Li Yanwen's mouth.
Li Yanwen asked, "What kind of candy is this?"
"Guess."
Two years later, Li Yanwen moved away from the town.
That night, Nie Zechuan felt emptier than ever before.
It was like he had lost something, but couldn't say what.
Theme: Experience a country romance.
