Entering the third week of November, with just three days left, Kiyono Lin devoted herself to perfecting her haunted house event plan.
Without her causing trouble, Dubian Che's life was simply smooth sailing.
November 22, Sunday, not too cold, but it was a day without sunshine.
"Hugo: Life is a flower of which love is the honey."
"Hugo: Life is a delicate flower, and love its sweet nectar."
Dubian Che sat on the tatami.
Leaning against the wall, with his legs propped up, he bit into an apple while listening to a French broadcast on his phone.
"Scudery: Love brings the greatest sweetness and the most sensitive misfortunes to life."
"Scudery: Love can bring the greatest sweetness and the most painful misfortune to life."
He repeated the example sentence.
After swallowing the juicy apple, he said another line:
"Scudery is right."
As he was amusing himself with his studies, the alarm went off.
The time was 9:30 in the morning.
