April 2, early morning.
A hazy fog spread throughout Happiness Community, occasionally pierced by a few early birds fluttering amongst the old city's branches, chirping crisp calls that shattered the morning silence.
In the narrow alleyway, puddles from last night's rain lingered on the cobblestone path, reflecting the feeble morning light and, with the breath of the breeze, revealed flecks of light and shadow.
Today was a day for everything to go well.
Lin Chuan awoke early.
Not because of an alarm clock, but because of Youyou.
"Darling~"
"Time to get up!"
"Today is the day to release the new book."
These past few days, Youyou had been sending messages to Lin Chuan punctually, even more reliable than an alarm clock, leaving Lin Chuan slightly stupefied.
The feeling of being woken up by someone was indeed long-missed.
As a child, it was his mother.
In boarding school, it was the teachers.
In college, it was his stomach.
After graduation, it was poverty.
