"Hello, Thomas."
Everyone in the group called him Thomas, so Noelle Young followed suit, extending her right hand and greeting him with a smile.
The smile on Thomas Sinclair's face grew even brighter.
Perhaps because she was a newcomer, Thomas Sinclair took care of her in every way, helping her gradually integrate into the group.
This was a volunteer trip. Although they would enjoy the beautiful scenery of the grasslands along the way, they also had volunteer work to do.
They helped the local herdsmen and cleaned up the trash left behind by people on the grasslands to prevent the sheep from eating it.
They stayed in yurts at night and went to various scenic spots during the day to volunteer to pick up trash.
There was no pay, and the work was hard.
But everyone was full of energy.
'This must be the power of conviction!'
Noelle Young sat on the grassland, gazing at the starry sky, feeling the wind blow. As she took in nature's gift, her heart became incredibly clear.
