As Sana helped wrap the gift for Tzuyu, he couldn't help but observe her hands. Sana's hands were white and slender, with seemingly no flaws. At a glance, one could tell that these were hands that had never experienced any rough work. Thinking of the numerous times he delivered food to her, Tzuyu figured that she had no need to fend for herself either.

But it was this hand that made so many beautiful and delicate works. Tzuyu's gaze drifted towards the shelves that held various scented candles, with one candle next to the register eventually catching his attention.

It was a spherical candle, the size of an apple, with blue skies and white clouds on it. Tzuyu didn't know how the patterns of this candle were made, but the light blue and the fluffy clouds made him think of the vast and empty skies.

Sana noticed him looking at the candle. She walked towards the register and picked up a candle: "This pattern is a new style I just learned. I've only just finished one for now, but I'm quite satisfied with how this turned out. I named it 'Hoping for Yu'.

Tzuyu froze for a moment, subconsciously repeating: "'Hoping for Yu'?"

"Yes. In order to find a suitable fragrance, I spent a lot of time smelling many different things and mixing so many different scents." Sana brought the candle towards Tzuyu: "Here, smell it."

Slightly bending over, a distinctive scent wafted towards a surprised Tzuyu: "The smell of the blue sky."

Sana's lips slightly lifted, showing a rare smile. She replied: "Yep."

Tzuyu gently took the candle from her hand. It was warm: "Can you sell this candle to me too?"

"Of course. Did you want me to wrap it up for you?"

Tzuyu replied with a smile: "No, thank you."

Sana placed his items into a paper bag with her store logo on it and also gave him a voucher, saying it was a 200 yuan discount that he could use on his next purchase. Taking the bag and the voucher, Tzuyu thanked her, then left.

Sana also closed the shop and left soon after, going home.

When Tzuyu said that his sister's birthday was coming up, it wasn't an excuse that he told Sana at the spur of the moment, his sister, Momo, was about to celebrate her birthday.

Momo usually lived in her school dormitory and only went home during the weekends, so she had decided to celebrate her birthday this Saturday. Tzuyu went out early that morning to buy food, all of them things Momo liked to eat. On the way back, he received a call from Mrs. Park.

Mrs. Park had been in the same literary group as their mother when they were young. In the past few decades, despite growing old, they had never lost contact. He answered the call: "Mrs. Park, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Park replied: "Tzuyu, I want to ask if you have time tomorrow, me and Mrs. Im wanted to come over and see your mother."

Tzuyu replied: "I'm off work today. If you can come over today, we can celebrate Momoring's birthday together.

Mrs. Park gave out a cry of delight: "Today is Momoring's birthday? Well, I'll talk to Mrs. Im, and then buy a big cake for Momoring."

Tzuyu laughed: "No need, I already bought a lot of dishes. You and Mrs. Im can just come directly."

"No, no it's Momoring's birthday, how can there not be cake? You can be rest assured, we'll get there quickly. Momoring hasn't arrived yet, right?"

"No, they have a half-day today. She should arrive at around noon."

"Then I'll stop talking, I'm going to go out and buy a cake now."

Mrs. Park hung up without waiting for an answer, leaving Tzuyu to smile helplessly at his phone.

When he got home, he immediately started to prepare lunch. At 11:00 a.m. Mrs. Park and Mrs. Im arrived, bringing with them a big cake. Their small living room immediately looked even tinier when their guests entered. Tzuyu poured them water, then went to their small balcony where a sunbathing Mrs. Chou sat. He told her: "Mom, Mrs. Park and Mrs. Im came to see you."

Mrs. Chou heard him and looked back towards the living room, her face showing no expression. Mrs. Park was an emotional person and when she saw her good friend like this, her eyes