That Year Is Better Than Every Year

The spring of that year was like the spring of previous years and a new spring. The spring when he and she met was ordinary but extraordinary. Some people called the story of him and her a cliched storyline, while others said that she was making fun of him and that he was laughing. He didn't know what love was, and she didn't know either. She only knew that they were always there when they were happy or sad or bored. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.