Jiang Yihua gazed at the young woman, her eyes filled with absolute trust in him, and his heart blazed with warmth.
He had always believed that with great ability comes great responsibility.
He was prepared to dedicate his life to the organization, his heart as calm as still water, everything proceeding in an orderly fashion.
Only Chi Yun'er had given him a taste of a different kind of life.
It was as if a long-silent lake had finally thawed, its waters reflecting the brilliant colors of spring. Suddenly, his life was full of richness and something to look forward to.
She was such a slender, delicate young woman, yet he felt as if he bore the weight of the universe on his shoulders, unable to tolerate even the slightest harm coming to her.
The driver's seat of the tractor wasn't wide, and they sat with their arms pressed together.
