It was always raining in Yanzhou back then.
Gu Qinghe liked to take her little flower-patterned umbrella to the pastry shop on the street corner around noon to buy some treats.
Every day, she ran into a boy.
Each time, he stood beneath the eaves of a shop she would pass, gazing into the curtain of rain with shadowed eyes.
Now and then, he would glance at her, as if it meant nothing.
Rose girl X gloomy boy
A story about a boy who secretly watches the girl every day (?) only to find himself the target of her flirtation.
The male lead is probably a chaste little pervert.
It might not be a very long story.
*You are the moon, a distant river of stars.
