Song Liya made her way towards her sister's room where she was going to ask her several questions. On the way, she felt glad she and her sister were talking again. Back then, they've never spoken a word to each other, though she didn't know how to feel about the type of situation that brought them together.
"Sister, are you there?" Song Liya asked as she knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Song Feng Mian answered.
When Song Liya entered her room, she was surprised, there were books everywhere, which could be called a mini library if the room was a bit bigger. There were even books on her sister's bed, was her bed also made of books?
"Surprised?" asked Song Feng Mian.
"Of course not, if I was stuck in here for my entire life, I'd have tons of books lying around to ease my boredom."
"However, I don't read books because of boredom, it's because I had to read them in order to satisfy our mother."
