Designer × finance professional
She's a light rain running through my memories, so whenever it rains, I think of her. I only think of her.
The weather in Kyoto is very dry, but just dry enough. In the sunlight, you can watch dust dance; in the shade of the trees, you can hear cicadas sing. And every now and then, there's a sunshower. Isn't that strange?
Shencheng is completely different. It rains every other day, and sunny days are rare. It's humid and stuffy, with bugs everywhere. It's hard to imagine how a lifelong northerner could adapt to living here.
For Wang Yu, moving to Shencheng to pursue her career was an impulsive decision.
The day she submitted her resume, it happened to be raining in Kyoto. Maybe it was the sound of the rain pouring down, or maybe it was the fresh, damp air, but Wang Yu thought of Mo Ran.
On this ordinary rainy day, Wang Yu recalled her brief, superficial connection with Mo Ran.
Theme: A raindrop
