"I am forever a wanderer heading toward the distant horizon /
And you are the one woman meant for me in this vast sea of people."

Chen Chao spent three years of middle school back in his hometown—a place laced with the scent of dirt and grass that he never quite grew fond of.

On the first day he returned, the family’s belongings were piled high on a truck as they drove past a cotton field.

In that field stood a young girl, her mid-length hair tousled by the wind, hands covered in mud.

She wore an ill-fitting long dress, it was white and clean.

A story of a handsome, straightforward guy × a quiet, honest, pretty boy.