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1.
Gu Ruyi was born and raised in the south, but her life had never been as smooth as her name suggested.
After her fifth failed suicide attempt, she decided to quit her job and go see the world.
She'd heard that the grasslands stretched as far as the eye could see, and the clouds overhead looked like three-dimensional cotton candy. It was a sight she'd never seen in her southern hometown.
She decided to go on a whim, quit her job, and set out with what little savings she had, overlooking one crucial detail: it was winter.
2.
In winter, the grasslands weren't green and endless. There was only a dark mass of clouds overhead.
There wasn't a single house for miles around.
Snow began to fall. The wind cut her face like a knife. Gu Ruyi wrapped her coat tightly around herself and struggled onward.
The snow quickly rose above her feet. Gu Ruyi was about to lose all feeling in her limbs. She slumped to the ground and looked up at the oppressive sky, thinking it wouldn't be so bad to die here. At least the eagles could eat her, and she'd have done a good deed.
In a daze, she saw someone riding toward her from afar. In stiff Mandarin, he held out a hand. "Come to my place first."
3.
The liquor on the grasslands was fierce, and so were the people.
After half a year, Gu Ruyi had grown darker and heavier. She thought she would keep living this way, until an unexpected phone call shattered her peace.
The night before she left, they sat side by side beneath a vast sky full of stars. After a long silence, the man spoke in that same stiff Mandarin, his voice painfully hoarse. "Will you come back?"
Song of the Seasons and Pastures: Blurb
Quirky heroine x rugged grassland hero
1.
To prepare her graduation project, Xia Weixi traveled alone to the grasslands of Inner Mongolia to film a documentary over the course of a year.
After making arrangements through several contacts, she was introduced to a local herding family.
By the time she reached her destination, evening was approaching. Wisps of smoke rose above the yurt. She and the woman of the house briefly introduced themselves.
As they were talking, a long, drawn-out song suddenly rang out beside them.
Xia Weixi instinctively turned around and saw a figure galloping toward them on horseback.
Behind him, the sun was sinking toward the horizon. Beneath him lay half-melted snow and dark brown earth.
She narrowed her eyes, and a phrase came to mind: a fine coat and a spirited horse.
The rider drew nearer, dismounted, and strode over, casting a shadow over her.
Xia Weixi tilted her head back to look at the man, who was as imposing as a mountain. As she wondered what on earth he ate to grow so tall, she held out her hand. "Hello, I'm Xia Weixi."
He took her hand, then quickly let go. In Mandarin with an odd accent, he said, "Hello, I'm Bao Yin Chaoketu."
2.
Xia Weixi was fascinated by everything on the grasslands, like a curious child with endless questions.
Chaoketu's answers were always brief and to the point.
"How does a ewe know which lamb is hers?"
"She just knows."
"What did you eat as a kid to grow so tall?"
"Meat."
"Could you say more than two words?"
"What should I say?"
"..."
3.
Another late autumn arrived. Xia Weixi had completely adapted to local life. She could ride horses, milk cows, herd sheep... She was good at it all.
She could even leap onto the hay bale that she'd once needed Chaoketu to push her up onto.
That also meant it was time for her to leave.
That night, they sat before the bonfire, eyes lowered to the dancing flames. Neither spoke.
Winter passed and spring came. Xia Weixi finally completed her graduation project.
Her roommate came back from outside and said someone was looking for her downstairs.
"Who?"
"I don't know."
Full of questions, Xia Weixi went downstairs. She had just reached the entrance when someone embraced her before she could even get a good look.
Then came the awkward Mandarin she'd missed for so long: "I missed you."
Theme: Freedom
If the Snow Mountain Could Hear
A Shepherd's Song Through the Seasons
Falling for Erhai
Caught in the Tide
Who Spoiled My Dog?
A Breeze Blows By
Birds Fly Over the Lonely Island
Green Plums Stewed with Pears
The Killer Beauty Plants Crops Online [Ancient to Modern]
The Ski Slope's Big Bad Reborn [Skiing]
My Actor Husband Isn't Human
I watched my Altay trailer, and the male protagonist looks exactly like the one described in the book. This is so representative!
The basic direction of the second half is really weird. The male protagonist's character is fine and never collapsed from beginning to end. The female protagonist... Ugh, maybe I don't understand depression? I feel that breaking up with an unknown person remotely without any warning, during the period of being passionately in love, is a very, very, very annoying point for me. This is not a question of whether you love a man or a woman. People need to communicate when they have a mouth. The heroine can chat with Suzina, get along well with colleagues in the new company, and talk well with the proprietress of the B&B. But when it comes to the hero who has always been sincerely interested in her and has never changed and has been broken up with, she becomes mute? It's strange, just like the character of the male protagonist, even if he is hurt, he will still be moved by the female protagonist thousands of times. The heroine has hurt people thousands of times and still mentions it in an understatement. Her words, attitude and actions are more abominable than hurting people with a knife. It's my personal opinion. If you mind, please don't discuss it with me. It just makes me feel uncomfortable and I won't complain. Above.
I've finished reading it. Thank you for such a beautiful book. During the reading process, I felt like I had gained freedom and felt the happiness I wanted. After thinking about it, I feel that the older I grow, the harder it becomes to experience true happiness. My mother always says that she does not favor boys over girls, but her words and things she does give me the feeling that my brother is more important than me. Sometimes I feel really contradictory and awkward. While I work hard to earn money and give her some living expenses, I feel sorry for my mother who raised me and my brother alone. At the same time, I feel wronged as if as the eldest and a girl, I never get as much attention as my brother. Even when my brother got into an inexplicable quarrel, my mother stood firmly in front of my brother and told him to ignore me, a crazy woman. I am really happy every time my mother buys something for me, but the next time I know that my mother buys something more expensive for my brother and gives him more money, I can't control my jealousy and sadness. But I'm fine now. Since I went crazy a few times, I feel better both physically and mentally (although I still feel sad sometimes, but I'm not that sad anymore). Now I know that I am the most important. Give me money and give me things and just keep them. Give me gifts and red envelopes so that no one can take advantage of me. Hehehe, I hope that in the future I will become an old lady who may be lonely and will never be bored~
Although it was a bit unpleasant to read at the beginning, overall after reading the full text (without looking at the if lines) the extra story was pretty good. The whole article is pretty good, but the ending feels a bit like torture for the sake of torture, and the characters' motivations and behaviors don't quite fit the previous settings. Although I don't really like to see people getting married, in this setting, I think it's good that the male and female protagonists can give each other a home. I feel that the male protagonist is a bit too perfect in terms of setting, but he is indeed very likable. I hope the author's future character settings will be more humane rather than book-like. (But generally speaking, most people may like more perfect paper figures) Finally, congratulations to the author for finishing (although I came late)
I came here after watching "My Altay". I am so envious of the grassland life. The author's writing is very good?
Among the many articles written by bosses, I finally found one that is more down-to-earth. It's good-looking and good-looking.
When will the new article be published? 😭 😭
I will probably remember Hari Chagai for a long time, it's hard not to love him
Praising the author, this book is very well written and touching. It also makes people have the urge to travel to the Northwest.
It was such a surprise. As soon as I came in, I watched the extra 🤩 🤩