When she last left, she placed a fragrance in the room. However, the weather here was humid and the temperature was high. No one lived here and no one took care of it, so it was inevitable that there would be a smell.
She touched the switch on the wall and turned on the light.
The dim yellow light came on, and it was so weak that it was hard to tell whether it drove away the darkness or brought deeper darkness.
Everything in the room remains unchanged.
A square table was placed facing the entrance, with single beds on both the east and west sides against the wall.
There were two tables beside the beds with many books on them. All kinds of books, in Chinese and English, about history, math, and so on...
Everything looked neat and tidy.
Daisy Zane stood at the door, looking at everything in the room, until the light flickered, and then slowly returned to her senses.
The electricity in the village was sometimes unreliable.
