If that day is not Sunday. If the weather is not sunny that day. If Liu Fusheng hadn't been in a meeting at the company that day, he wouldn't have gone home. That day, if it weren't for a happy little bird, chirping and making noise in front of the Liu sisters' window, waking up the two little sisters. Even if that day was not spring, that kind of gentle, quiet, charming and intoxicating spring, a spring where even the breeze is a bit drunk, a spring that makes people unable to stay in the house. The flowers are red and the willows are green... The spring when everything calls out to people... Then, the entire history of the Liu family will be rewritten. However, there happened to be such a fateful morning; the spring breeze was warm, the sun was shining brightly, the green trees were shaded, the clouds were light, the wind was light, the people were refreshing, the birds were chirping, the butterflies were dancing, the bees were buzzing... There was no warning, it was just a beautiful spring morning... Things happened.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
