My Roof Will Take You a Ride

Shen Zhiwei, a junior in the design department, is the unattainable moon in the eyes of others. She ranked first in her major all year round, and the title of "school beauty" spread throughout the campus, but she never cared. She only cared about drawing paper and design drafts. Until something unexpected happened at home, her bank card was frozen, she couldn't return to her dormitory, and she was defrauded of all her rent. On a rainy night in late autumn, she stood under the sycamore tree with her suitcase, embarrassed but still with her back straight. Lu Shiyan, a sophomore in the Department of Computer Science, just came out of the laboratory and took shelter from the rain when he happened to see this scene. There was no long-planned secret love, nor any deliberate calculation to get closer. He just couldn't bear to see a girl getting wet in the rain late at night, so he handed her an umbrella and freed up an unused room in the rental house. There were three chapters of the agreement, each of them guarding their boundaries. I thought it was just a temporary transition from meeting by chance. But he always subconsciously leaves an extra bowl when cooking, remembering that she doesn't eat onions and ginger; when she stays up late to work on manuscripts, there is always a warm lamp on in the living room; there is a tilted umbrella on rainy days, and there is calm help when she is frustrated. The tiny fireworks in the rental house slowly smoothed the wrinkles in her heart. She once thought that she would have to bear all the rain alone, but at first he only regarded it as a gesture of kindness. Until we get along day and night, the cold moon falls into the mundane fireworks, and the restrained young man becomes sincere. It turns out that the most moving thing is never the moonlight hanging high in the sky, but someone holding an umbrella and waiting in the rain, using a room of fireworks to steadily catch the moon that belongs to her.