His voice was gentle and clear, drifting into the girl’s ears along with the wind.
She stopped and turned around slowly.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Shi Yan had seen many men who she felt were outstanding. Among them, there were many who were handsome and had an outstanding temperament. However, none of them made her heart skip a beat at first sight.
!!
The man’s appearance was undoubtedly unique. Looking at him, he was twenty-five years old and sitting in a wheelchair in a white shirt, his face pale and a little sickly. His temperament was noble, gentle, and reserved.
She had read many books, especially ancient literature. She had never quite understood what the book meant when it said, “A stranger like a Jade Master is unparalleled in the world.”
Or rather, she had never quite understood what kind of temperament that was. At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand.
However, she did not know that when she looked back, the hand holding the book in the wheelchair could not help but tighten a little.
She had a beautiful smile and a pair of beautiful eyes.
It was an apt description for her.
He opened his mouth again, “You dropped your book.”
His voice was as mellow as wine, and as clear as the spring in the mountains.
As the sound of the wind entered her ears, Shi Yan felt as if her heartbeat had skipped a beat.
She had always been calm and composed. Very few things could stir up her emotions, but today, she was acting strangely again and again.
Her gaze fell on the book he was holding.
His ten fingers were slender, fair, and well-defined. He wore a white jade ring on his thumb. The ring gave off a quaint aura, making his hand look even more pleasing to the eye.
She was not careless. She had never been careless. She always did things in an orderly manner. This was the first time she had dropped something, and it was her favorite book. The key was that she did not even notice that the book had fallen!
If she was holding a bunch of books in her hands, it would be understandable if she did not notice that she had dropped one. However, she had only brought two books with her today.
Still, it was fine if she did not notice that the book had fallen. However, the other party had come in a wheelchair, and she did not even hear the sound of the wheelchair rolling.
Was it because the sound of the wind blowing through the surrounding vegetation was so loud that it covered the other sounds? Or was it because she was distracted by something else?
Perhaps it was both.
The reason did not seem to be that important.
She walked over and took the book from the other party’s hands.
“Thank you.”
Sunlight shone through the sparse branches onto the two of them. One of them was standing while the other was sitting. The actions of the person handing over the book and the person taking the book actually had an indescribable beauty. It was unknown whether it was because the surrounding scenery was so beautiful, or because both of their looks and temperament were outstanding.
Perhaps it was both…
Shi Yan took the book and held it in her arms.
Logically speaking, she should have left after thanking him. Shi Yan was about to move, but she retracted her footsteps and looked at the man in the wheelchair.
YOU ARE READING
She is From The Countryside
Narrativa StoricaFor Offline reading purposes only!!! Neither the story and translation isn't mine. I posted this because i find it fun to read and i only wanted to share this good story to other readers out there. Enjoy!!! :> Credits to the Rightful Author!