Pei Ye entered Lin Yue's room.
The young girl's boudoir had greatly changed from the one he remembered from her childhood.
The room now seemed "full", with petite and chic flowers and plants, different sizes of books, various exquisite trinkets, and a multitude of wall hangings, creating a scene of diversity yet orderliness, dazzling and bewildering to the eyes.
As she had difficulty going outside, the young girl poured all her thoughts into this small world of hers.
The first thing you see when you walk in is a delicate little stove with a slightly twisted teapot squatting on top, on the wall of which is painted a crude drawing of a puppy.
Pei Ye picked it up, the memory of the young girl's fair little face spattered with clay and her hands full of pottery dust surfaced. Pei Ye couldn't help but smile and put it on a desk nearby.
He then opened a drawer and fumbled out a yellow jade seal carved with a small rabbit.
