The Romance of a Sma

He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,Ming Peilan's maid then broke into a smile, and continued her work carrying the bucket.,A few days ago, he was still a promising young man with a bright future, the pride and hope of the whole village. But because of an accident, he took his boss's ride, and his life took a bizarre turn.。