Whether it was during busy farming seasons or leisure time during educated youth activities, he didn't particularly like to spend time with others.

Another reason is that he was isolated.

Most of the educated youth came down voluntarily to receive education. They hated capitalists and kept their distance from this capitalist's descendant, occasionally making sarcastic remarks.

In addition, Mu Jingsheng was sullen and didn't like to communicate with people. Apart from the young girls who deliberately provoked him, almost no one was willing to keep him company.

Ye Xia felt like she was going crazy.

The more aloof Mu Jingsheng was, the more alluring he became to her; she couldn't help but want to get closer and embrace his solitary figure.

She would see Mu Jingsheng sitting alone on the mountain, lost in thought, and then she would bump into him while holding a book.

Perhaps the bookworm really loved reading, because every time he would ask her what book she had, the two would naturally sit down and discuss the plot.

He is a thoughtful person who often comes up with unique ideas that make people look at him with new respect.

As they spent more time together, their relationship gradually progressed. Mu Jingsheng would often sit on the back hill gazing into the distance, and Ye Xia would always appear unexpectedly. Rumors began to circulate in the village that the two were dating.

Most of them were blessings.

One is good-looking, and the other is good-looking too. When they walk together, they are a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

Aside from those who are maliciously jealous.

However, what outsiders say is just what outsiders say; Ye Xia never heard a single word about love from Mu Jingsheng.

Ye Xia thought that this person was probably a blockhead.

It's okay, she's not in a hurry. They can take their time; there's plenty of time.

But soon, she became anxious.

When the autumn harvest came, other brigades were short-handed, but the Yejiagou brigade worked efficiently, finishing their own tasks early and transferring the educated youth to other brigades to provide support.

Mu Jingsheng was among them.

She missed Mu Jingsheng after not seeing him for several days, so she went to the neighboring brigade with the team leader under the pretext of delivering water to the educated youth in her own brigade.

He had hoped to take the opportunity to catch a glimpse of Mu Jingsheng.

This is quite something.

A young woman with braided pigtails was standing in front of Mu Jingsheng, smiling as she offered him watermelon.

What a juicy watermelon!

No, that girl in red looks like the daughter of the brigade leader from the next brigade.

A few meters away in the cornfield, she saw Mu Jingsheng swallow, but he still refused the watermelon from the team leader's daughter. Unfortunately, the team leader's daughter was also persistent. She grabbed his sleeve and forced the watermelon into his arms, leaving behind a sentence before running away with a shy smile.

Everyone around started teasing Mu Jingsheng.

"It's better to respect life. In this sweltering heat, they're eating watermelon while we only have cold water to drink!"

"..."

Suddenly, Mu Jingsheng turned around and looked at her.

Ye Xia was suddenly startled. She wanted to escape but had nowhere to run. How did he know she was standing behind him?

"You've come at just the right time."

A genuine smile bloomed on the young man's face, and for a moment the world seemed to lose its color. He walked up to her, put the watermelon in her hand, and said in a low voice, "I don't like sweets, you should eat it."

She was speechless; she must have received a kind of treatment that no one else had.

Others started teasing again.

However, this time they were teasing Mu Jingsheng and her, saying that Jingsheng, though seemingly quiet, was actually a brooding guy, and deserved to have a wife.

When the team leader's daughter saw Mu Jingsheng stuffing watermelon into her mouth, her eyes turned red with anger.

She thought she had gained a new identity, and sitting next to Mu Jingsheng, she comfortably finished off the watermelon.

But when Mu Jingsheng returned, he said to her in a joking tone, "Don't misunderstand, I was afraid that the woman would misunderstand, so I didn't dare to eat her watermelon. It's just in time that you came to save me, I feel so relieved."

One sentence was enough to chill her heart.

Oh, don't misunderstand, then she won't misunderstand.

After that, they seemed to fall into a cold war atmosphere. She stopped going to the back mountain, and Mu Jingsheng never looked for her again.

She thought, "He's such a jerk."

For two months, the two acted like strangers, barely seeing each other a few times. Occasionally, when they bumped into each other in the village, they would only exchange indifferent greetings, prompting her father to ask why.

She then told her father what had happened that day.

Her father squatted at the entrance of the main room, his hands clasped behind his back, looking worried and pondering for a long time before saying thoughtfully, "Oh, Xia, he's rejecting you."

she:"……"

Her father was furious.

"That little brat! My daughter is such a beautiful girl, you can't find a girl as pretty as her in all the surrounding villages, and he doesn't even like her?!"

Father was surprised, Father was furious.

The father was mostly puzzled.

Ye Xia was completely baffled, unable to figure out what was wrong with her.

If it's about looks, she has no complaints.

In terms of cultural knowledge, she is indeed not as accomplished as him; he has read many books.

But she learned to read and write from a young age with her parents and attended school for a few years, making her far superior to the boys in the village.

She can also embroider, make clothes, and sew shoes.

What makes her unworthy of him?

She thought about it for a long time and finally understood that she and he were never meant to be together.

He was a rich kid born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and even if he fell into the mud, he still had a proud spirit. She, on the other hand, was born into the mud. No matter how beautiful, talented, or unique she was, she was just a relatively outstanding flower in the mud, which could not change the fact that she was born into the mud.

Having grown up in the blue sky and accustomed to seeing white clouds, how could he possibly be interested in a flower growing in a mud puddle?

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