A country romance, a little short story I've wanted to write.
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Lin Huai is a scarecrow watching over the wheat fields, facing the earth, a true-to-the-core farmer.
Later, he runs into Yu Hang in the wheat field, driving a combine harvester.
Large beads of sweat roll down from his forehead. His soaked undershirt clings tightly to his body, and a worn belt wraps around his lean waist. His skin is tanned dark and rough, and his eyes shine with a fierce light.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Yu Hang shouts to Lin Huai over the racket of the machinery: "Don't leave! It's your family's turn to harvest the wheat!"
The two of them get together before the wheat is even harvested.
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The guy temporarily driving a combine harvester VS the guy who's always farmed. The top's secret crush comes true; the bottom falls for him at first sight.
# Seriously, man, you're so fierce and tough, and yet you've been nursing a secret crush.
# Who knew that behind your honest, simple farmer's exterior, you actually liked checking out people's thighs?
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Reader's guide:
1. Rustic, sweet, and angst-free. Simple story, short length, everyday family life, harvesting wheat and flirting.
Theme: Cherish food, don't waste it, and protect the wheat fields and the countryside.
Alas, I actually thought I would say that we should go out together, but after thinking about it carefully, it is not good even if I take my mother, and it is not good to go alone. Then they got older and it was time to settle down. (Why do I feel like I'm in my 50s) I think the last paragraph about returning to the harbor is really a wonderful point. It may be that I like storylines where everything is solved perfectly. But later I gradually discovered that it is not perfect that is perfect, and I felt that this was really wonderful. Kiss kiss!
I'm done, I'm plowing the ground, and the black words are getting yellower and yellower...
The wind blows the wheat waves, and my heart becomes sour and swollen. Lin Huai and Brother Hang are not online characters in the traditional sense. They are not so "Su Shuangtian". One is clumsy and even a bit dull, and the other is rough and smart and wears a fried belt. They meet, fall in love, and say goodbye, and will eventually meet again tomorrow. Farmers facing the loess, there seemed to be a black dog barking next to them when they were in love. Lin Huai went to buy little ducks, and finally bought a pair of white rabbits and came back. In a trance, they were finished. Brother Hang felt that Lin Huai was unhappy, so he immediately rushed over on a motorcycle. He felt relieved when they saw each other. There was no ring, but a dog's tail grass and a Guanyin pendant. They put them on each other cherished. Reading to the end, it was so romantic.
Damn it, before there was Yang Enlin eating sugar cane, now there is Brother Hang beating wheat... This stream of consciousness is so amazing, I was so full of dirty talk that I was embarrassed to say it when I saw the last sentence was so pure love.
Lin Xiaohuai, why are you always thinking about other people's legs? (Pointing to the jpg) Are Yu Xiaohang's legs too attractive? Lin: Nod in the affirmative Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, if you want to know someone's past, you are in trouble, Lin Xiaohuai. Come together, come together, come together. I want to see young couples posting and then do this and that, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, let's have some excitement hehe hey hey hey hey
Oh my god, this car is so well written, the artistic conception is so good
Wuwuwu, I can't see the slightest bumps in my cp love journey. Wuwuwu, take a big knife and kill all those feudal remnants. Wuwuuu
Lao Yu, do you want a wife? Lao Yu's wife is Lin Xiaohuai Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, get married quickly I will move the Civil Affairs Bureau in front of you two hahahahaha (laughing wildly with arms akimbo)
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" The shell and the ring at the end made me really soft-hearted (crying)
The writing is so good that it even feels like something that really happened, a simple, plain, and true description of life. It doesn't feel like a novel, it feels like a documentary