Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 1077

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077: Birthday Gift_1 Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077: Birthday Gift_1 Purple Summers and Alexander Summers had lived in Cascadia town for ten days.

There wasn’t much in the way of entertainment in the small town, so most of the time, the pair would hunker down at home, eating and drinking, or doing some boring things.

Like an ordinary, idle couple, they lived the most heartless and lungless days.

These were probably the most leisurely days for Purple Summers and Alexander Summers.

After the New Year, the two of them slowly gathered groceries and supplies, filled up the RV, and set off again.

But they were not heading back, instead, they continued north towards Kingsley.

February 26 was the start of the new school term, and Purple Summers and Alexander spent two days on the road, barely arriving in Kingsley City on the 25th.

From the southernmost to the northernmost, from green fields and blue waves to the snow drifts covering the sky, the landscape changed along the way, too beautiful for words.

Perhaps it wasn’t that the scenery was so spectacular, but that having a loved one by one’s side made everything they looked at beautiful and romantic.

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With the start of the new term, there were fewer theoretical classes and more practical courses, requiring students to complete 75 hours of community service activities at institutions such as the city hall and the Disability Welfare Centre, such as labor services and legal consultation services.

Fortunately, the time could be arranged freely, which made it much easier for the students.

Most people would rush to get it done in the first two months, so that they would have plenty of free time later to prepare for the end-of-term thesis.

This is how Purple Summers planned it as well.

She figured that by dedicating on average two hours a day to community service, she would be able to complete it in just under two months. If she dedicated four hours a day, then it would be done in a month.

At this time, Purple Summers’s privileged status became an advantage–
People from the Presidential Palace helped her get in touch with a children’s orphanage that was relatively close to her residence and had well-equipped facilities. Purple Summers only needed to volunteer there and occasionally provide some legal advice to people who came to adopt children, which was very easy.

Her other classmates had to fend for themselves, searching online and then calling one by one to contact different places. Some even required interviews, which was very troublesome.

The place Norton Young finally settled on was an orphanage as well.

It wasn’t large and was very far from the city center. It took two hours on the subway and another fifteen minutes of bike riding.

For a hefty person like Norton Young, the journey was quite strenuous.

He envied Purple Summers.

Recalling that she hadn’t been able to help him the previous few times, Purple Summers asked if he wanted to go with her to the orphanage she had settled on, at least it wasn’t that far away, and it wouldn’t be too much of a hardship on the road.

Norton Young, with his simple nature, waved his hands with a chuckle, saying, “No need, they are short-staffed over there, and it’s good that I can go help out. Plus, I’ve already made the commitment, I can’t go back on my word.”

“That’s true,” Purple Summers smiled, “then you have to persevere, it’s tough on the road.”

Norton Young, honest and earnest, wiped his sweat and said, “I’ll think of it as weight loss.”

Purple Summers was amused by him.

The days at school were as plain as water, and before long, March arrived.

The swallows returned to their nests, willow branches sprouted buds, and each day was warmer than the last. Purple Summers’s birthday was also drawing near.

Alexander didn’t remember her birthday; he only remembered Suzanne Saunders’s birthday, so when the day came, there was neither a gift nor any wishes.

Purple Summers didn’t know whether to be happy or angry.

However, many classmates did send her birthday wishes through text messages, simply because the class directory contained everyone’s birth date, and it would automatically remind them when the day came.

Norton Young, more thoughtful than others, gave Purple Summers a birthday card.

When the card was opened, inside was a postage stamp that was issued the year Purple Summers was born.

Purple Summers didn’t collect stamps, but she was especially happy to receive such a gift.

A classmate came in from outside the classroom, smiling, and told her, “Your flowers have arrived. They’re waiting for you at the school entrance for you to sign for.”

Purple Summers was slightly stunned.

Could it be that Alexander had finally remembered?

She went to the school entrance and saw the florist staff holding a bunch of enchanting and coquettish Black Roses…