"Compendium of Materia Medica" records: "Duhuo has a bitter, pungent taste and slightly warm nature. It can dispel wind and remove dampness, relieve numbness and relieve pain."
Xie Duhuosheng lives up to his name, like a weed that grows stubbornly in the mud, with a stem that reaches straight up and catches the wind without swaying. As an orphan who grew up without a home, he spent half his life wandering around until he met a girl named Chen Banxia in the barren Qingxi Village.
He is strong and strong, and silent as a mountain. He put a coat on her in the autumn rain, let her walk in his footsteps on the muddy road, and poured all his tenderness and vitality into her without reservation.
However, the cruelest trick of fate is to crush happiness when you touch it. A mudslide poured down, and he pushed her to the other side of life with his flesh and blood, leaving him forever in the cold mud.
It wasn't until he turned into a lonely soul and watched her shattered in the endless self-blame, and watched her make the last wish at the end of her life that "if we can't live together, we must die together," he finally understood - it turned out that in this secret love that spanned ten years, she was the only light in his long years.
Many years later, the wild chrysanthemums in Qingxi Village were in bloom. Lin Zhixia and Zhou Yian, who had lost their youthfulness, stood side by side in front of the tomb, toasting a glass of strong wine and recounting a past event. They never crossed the border, but spent half their lives guarding this mountain for the deceased.
On the tombstone, there is no secular marriage certificate, only two names that are closely related to each other. In this fate of sleeping in midsummer, the orphan who had no home since childhood finally waited for his sun in another world without wind and rain.