A heavy rain trapped the down-and-out illustrator Ruan Qing in an old building in a village in the city.
The night she was kicked out by her landlord, she was soaked and curled up at the end of the alley like a stray cat.
The door next door opened, and the man looked cold and silently handed her a spare key.
Lu Ze is the most mysterious being in this old building. He lives alone, is cold and distant.
Ruan Qing thought it was just a short stay, but she didn't expect to fall into his gentle trap step by step.
He repaired the lights for her during the night when the power went out, he stayed up all night to take care of her when she was sick, and even when she suffered setbacks at work, he always supported her silently.
The two had an affair in the narrow corridor and fell in love in the fireworks-filled food stall.
On the eve of the demolition of the old building, Ruan Qing accidentally opened the black diary hidden under the cabinet by Lu Ze.
From the shocking glimpse in college to the careful calculation on the rainy night now, every page is filled with her name.
It turns out that all chance encounters are premeditated and all redemptions are traps.
Ruan Qinghong asked with eyes wide: "Lu Ze, are you plotting against me?"
The man pushed her against the wall, his eyes filled with madness and deep affection that had been suppressed for many years: "Yes, I'm doing everything I can to wait for you to get involved."
Intention: Even if you are in the mud, you must live toward the sun; love is a long wait and protection.