Zhuang Wu is used to living freely and casually, with no illusions about love or marriage.
Then, at a speed-dating event, Cheng Zeyu suddenly appears and casually asks if she wants to give things a try with him.
She doesn’t know much about this old friend of her childhood sweetheart. He’s handsome, cold, and full of nonsense. She figures they’re just teaming up for convenience, and doesn’t expect them to somehow make a good match.
Their peaceful coexistence lasts until one morning.
Zhuang Wu wakes from a drunken night and sees Cheng Zeyu with his back to her, leaning by the window as he talks on the phone, radiating a lazy, roguish air.
“I just like spending my time with her.”
“...”
“Who can make sense of a recipe written like chicken scratch?”
Hearing a noise, the man turns around in a panic. Through the rising steam, he looks at her. “D-do you still want winter melon and kelp soup?”
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The day they meet again, the weather is miserable, with endless rain.
Cheng Zeyu walks Zhuang Wu home, then stands alone beneath his umbrella downstairs. Looking at the light on the seventeenth floor, he types:
[The wind has stopped and the sun is hidden. A heavy fog is rising. Sounds like perfect weather.]
No one knows.
In a life where he always expects to get what he wants, that was the one adventure he couldn’t be sure of, and it began with his asking her to give it a try.
Lazy rogue x cool and aloof
He falls for her first
Coming next: Until the Monsoon Passes
Ju Jing accidentally sleeps with her neighbor.
He’s the sort of cold-faced fusspot who asks if she has an iron afterward because he can’t stand a wrinkled shirt.
When her old flame returns to the country, she takes their past into account and invites him upstairs for tea.
The water has just boiled when someone knocks.
Liang Jian’an has come back. Dressed in a suit, he stands at the door. “I forgot my tie last night.”
“I burned it.” Ju Jing sneers and slams the door.
Two minutes later, there’s another knock.
Liang Jian’an walks right in, tidies up the trash, then glances coldly at the man on the sofa and grumbles, “I have a thing about cleanliness. Don’t let him use my cup.”
A sharp-tongued fusspot and the one person destined to get under his skin
Message: Love made tangible.
"Until the Monsoon Passes" the poisonous gossip and his destined nemesis Ju Jing accidentally slept with her neighbor. She is still a cold-faced person who will ask her if she has an iron at home and can't stand the wrinkles in her shirt. When Bai Yueguang returned to China, she missed her old relationship and invited people upstairs for tea. Just as the water was boiling, there was a knock on the door. Liang Jiyu left and came back, standing at the door in a suit and leather shoes: "I forgot to take my tie from last night." "Burn." Ju Jing sneered and slammed the door. Two minutes later, there was a knock on the door again. Liang Jieu walked straight in, packed up the trash, looked at the man on the sofa indifferently, and said in a sullen voice: "I have mysophobia, don't let him use my cup."
I came in after reading a certain book and saw that the collection was so small. I was a little bit affected, but after reading the first five chapters, I was really attracted. The seemingly plain plot made me feel very warm, and I couldn't help but want to watch the next plot. Watching the gradual and delicate emotional changes of the male and female protagonists even though I knew the ending, I felt very at ease. This is really an influential book that I have read this year. I hope more readers will read it and see the ordinary but happy emotions of many partners behind this long-lasting love.
When I first watched it, it was very bland, and it felt like it was being told in a eloquent way. Later, I felt sorry for Zhuang Wu and Cheng Zeyu, and later I was moved by this kind of love. I don't believe there are so many accidents in the world. I think if God is kinder, the meeting between Zhuang Yinyin and Cheng Zeyu is inevitable. Only they understand each other's storms and the little light that the other protects. Come on, author!!! This article is truly a treasure, very well written!! Like!
Cheng Zeyu is a coward, Zhuang Yinyin is not
It was so well written that it warmed my heart! Yinyin and Cheng Zeyu in the parallel world will be happy forever!
Well written, with such delicate and warm feelings. Come on, thank you.
Watched it again! This story is really heartwarming, and Teacher You's writing style is really good no matter how many times I read it. It's just my luck that I got to see it.
Wow, thank you for the hard work, author! I like this story very much('▽')
Watching the extra, I have the feeling that Zhuang Yinyin is a figment of his imagination, like a hopeless patient creating a salvation for himself. The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it.
I haven't visited Jinjiang for a long time and it's finally over. It's a surprise for me.