"I have decorated this room for you, do you like it?" Mrs. Zhou took Chen Waan on the second floor after the meal.
"My own room?" Chen Waan asked in a daze.
Auntie Zhou nodded, her eyes smiling.
Chen Waan's eyes sparkled. Never, in her eighteen years of life had she had a single room. In orphanage, it was almost 10-15 children sharing one room, then she was sleeping in that cramped space in the library and then she was sharing her room with her best friend Li Fa Ying. She never had the luxury of having her own room.
She went ahead and touched everything. It was a simpler arrangement compared to the whole house but it was still grand. There was a bed in the middle of the room. There was a huge window, similar to the front of the house, she could see everything outside. The view was of trees and a lake. Yes! She had already imagined in her heart that there would be a lake. There was even a balcony with a table and two chairs, designed very delicately, out there.
