Fifteen-year-old Shen Yinxiao is planting rice in the field.
The drizzle is continuous, the mountains are misty in the distance, and it is the Qingming Festival. Her family's farm work was not finished, and she stayed in the paddy fields working at the end of the day, except during meal time.
A car drove up. Feng Zhizhou and his family drove from the provincial capital to the town to worship their ancestors this year. The young man was wearing white clothes and headphones. He stood on a hill and looked at the mountains and waters.
The wind blew his white clothes flying, making him handsome and clean.
Shen Yinxiao raised his arms and wiped the sweat from his face in embarrassment. His face was sallow and dark, and he was covered in mud. He just stood in the paddy field with a few seedlings in his hands.
She only glanced at Feng Zhizhou, her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to look again.
She wants to study.
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It will probably be a refreshing secret love story.
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Intention: What you have to experience while growing up