The room was filled with warmth, and the dim yellow light made the vintage layout of the room look refined and simple.
Si Yiyan stood by the window, clad in grayish silver pajamas. He stared at the Chinese roses outside the window, which had already climbed up the wall and were boasting of life and lush greenery. The Chinese roses were blooming beautifully and vibrantly on the luscious emerald vines.
On that night, he had gotten intimate with Wen Xinya, during which he chanced upon the sight of the vibrant flowers outside the window. At the instant that he noticed the bright hues, he got a great shock. Throughout the rest of the night… he could see the cluster of Chinese roses in his blurry vision, and they seemed to be swaying beautifully and sultrily in his field of vision.
Chinese roses bloomed all year round, all four seasons and never withered!
Later on… he moved another cluster of Chinese roses to a spot beneath the windows!
