When Leaves Fall, Autumn Comes: My Diary from the Trauma Unit

Please forgive this author's helpless diversion, born of being confined to a hospital bed for a month with a broken bone. Before I started writing, I told my husband what to expect: Sorry, but this little story, based on what I'm going through right now, won't include you. Someone else will take your place in all the care you've shown me while I've been ill. The heroine will be a young, fairly pretty, single woman who, because of this tragic accident, meets the love of her life in a story with a comedic ending. My husband shook his head indifferently. "Whatever you like." I knew it. You don't care what I write. I really like Fang Zheng's Illegal Entry. I read it twice in the hospital, too. If anyone thinks this story resembles Illegal Entry, that's probably only natural. Authors can't help being influenced by what they read... Of course, I can't write as well as Fang Zheng. I'd be satisfied if I were half as good. This story won't be long. It'll wrap up in just tens of thousands of words. No angst, no tragedy, just a lighthearted little story to make everyone smile. The Plain Hands of Glorious Days will continue updating as well. Theme: