It was the hottest noon of the day, and there were already few people left in the square.
Hurried pedestrians were rushing towards Jia He Restaurant, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Even the white doves by the fountain cooed lazily.
As an ancient saying in Huaguo goes, "Heavenly timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony"—we have none of them.
The excitement Alex had just a moment ago dimmed a little, "But we only have time to come here and sing during the day. By the time the sun sets in the evening, we have to rush back to the church; Susanna can't take care of so many children alone."
So, the time when the square is most crowded is also when they have to feed and put the children to sleep.
There's simply no way to do both.
"Who says we don't have heavenly timing, geographical advantage, and human harmony?"
Ye Wan's eyes were bright, "Today is a Saturday, we're in the square, and we have so many people. We've got all the elements of success!"
