Lin Mo's world stopped the day his parents died in a car accident.
For two years, he lived alone, spoke little, and refused to let anyone get close. His one routine was to go downstairs at six every evening and buy a bottle of chilled mineral water from the convenience store. He never spoke or looked up, just bought it and left. Then, on the ninety-ninth day, the girl behind the register pushed a carton of strawberry milk toward him and smiled. "Finally noticed me? Then have this, on the house. In exchange, can I put you in my novel?"
Shen Wei was an upbeat, sweet girl who studied Chinese literature and wrote web novels. She was also the convenience store owner's daughter. She had noticed the "ice-cold cutie" who showed up like clockwork every day, and had long since spotted the way he rubbed his fingers when he was nervous. She made him the hero of her novel, dragged him along to "do research," and kept hovering around him until she had turned him red from his ears to his neck. He thought he was playing along with a silly "partners in crime" game. Until one day, he realized that he had started looking for her in a crowd without even thinking.
Then, one evening, she stood waiting outside his home with a crooked cake in her arms and said, "Your story isn't over yet, so you are not allowed to drop it."
This is the story of someone who shut himself behind a door and someone determined to open it.
No angst, both are each other's first and only, one-on-one romance.
