It was raining that day, and she stood under the eaves to hide from the rain, holding a wet orange cat in her arms. He passed by holding an umbrella and saw the rain sliding down her chin into her collar, and her shirt was soaked.
He raised the umbrella above her head.
Lin Zhao didn't know her name, he only knew that the cat's name was Orange, that she was very serious when picking tomatoes, and that her ears would turn red when he stared at her. Shen Yuan didn't know why he "dropped in" downstairs at her company every day. She only knew that the braised shrimp he made was so delicious that it didn't look like a programmer's, and the agarwood bracelet on his wrist smelled very good.
It starts with one rain and ends with another - two people, a cat, and a rainy city.
Urban romance, warm and delicate. It turns out that the so-called "just right" is just a person's deliberate approach.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
