My Tenant Is Called Lin Yi

【One heroine + cohabitation slice of life + slow-burn romance + urban life + mutual growth + happy ending】No heartbreak, start to finish In 2015, I rented the spare bedroom in my Shanghai apartment to Lin Yi. At first, we were just roommates. We split the rent, ate together, worked overtime together, and shut down our computers at eleven. Later, she went to Chengdu on a thirty-one-day business trip. Every day, I knew exactly how many days were left. She asked what we were to each other. I said, “Roommates.” She said the same. But by our fourth year living together, I realized... If she wasn’t in my next apartment, I wasn’t sure I’d know how to live there. In Shanghai in 2015, I was a finance operations worker coasting through life, with half a novel hidden away and unfinished. She was a genius who had fled the “right kind of life,” and she moved in carrying a box of sketches. We fought over the bathroom, split the utility bills, ate discounted braised chicken and rice, and shared a living room through the sweltering summer. I thought I’d simply gained a tenant. Only later did I realize she had crashed into my stagnant life and changed everything.