The Rest of My Life Is All Drizzle

She wanted a sweet romance too: sharing a roasted sweet potato, sheltering beneath one old umbrella, and letting the sound of rain in the sixth-floor art studio make their days feel sweet. But Xiao Yiyu knew she was an Xiao, and that fate had saddled her with a debt she could never repay. Her only selfish wish was for this light rain to last a little longer, long enough to spend a whole spring with Lin Miao.

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