For many people, time was as cruel as a butcher's knife as it would turn beautiful things into vulgar and meaningful things into insipid. In front of such a butcher's knife, any beauties would grow old and any heroes would fade away.
However, sometimes this butcher's knife also become a brew master. Being fermented by this master, those raw or sweet fruits turned into fragrant, mellow and intoxicating drinks.
Zhang Tie was drunk over night.
The next morning, when Linda, Fiona and Beverly woke up on the bed in a sluggish and slightly fatigued manner, they found nobody else was on their bed. They almost thought that was just a dream. That was too illusory. At the same time, they heard chopping sound from the kitchen and faint aroma of dishes and food. This indicated that it was not a dream. It was real. That man truly came back.
