Rainy night, teahouse, a blind swordsman.
"Here, are you giving me a lift?" She raised an eyebrow and smiled.
He raised his head, revealing a pair of gray and dull eyes. Covered in dust, an old gourd hung on his side with a crooked kitten painted on it.
"I have no money."
"I know. I want your gourd."
In this way, Ying Jinhuan took the swordsman home. She thought she was just letting him stay for one night and leave as soon as the rain stopped. As a result, one night turned into January, and January turned into something longer.
Ying Jinhuan folded his hands and lay on the back of the chair: "You seem to owe me more and more. If this continues, you will have to work hard to pay me back for three lifetimes and still not be finished."
"Well," Chu handed her the shucked corn, "Would you like to eat it?"
"Is it sweet? If it's not sweet, don't eat it."
He smelled it and said, "Sweet."
"Then I can barely take a bite."
It's an urban world, slow-moving comedy, with the female protagonist as the center of the bond, with a daily routine and a main line, an open ending, the male and female protagonists are ambiguous, they will always be together, but their relationship will not be clear, so don't enter if you don't mind.
Purpose: A successful life should be full of joy