That Winter, I Was No Longer Cold

When I was eighteen years old, I left my remote and numb village and went to study in a foreign city. After walking out of the village, I realized how narrow my vision was and how wonderful and rich the world outside was. I consider myself a fairly cheerful boy, but compared to those fashionable, handsome guys and pretty girls on campus, I am so humble, and they are so gorgeous and unattainable. Maybe it's because I came from the countryside, but they didn't look at me seriously. They thought that most people from the countryside were dirty and exuded a strong stench. No one wanted to get close to me at all. I am like a person in another world, walking alone. Various things about the school...