"Here's something for you, go take a look," Lu Hechen said, pulling her hand towards the table.
Weilan followed him and saw a stack of books.
She picked them up, glanced over, and her eyes lit up. She asked excitedly, "How do you have these things?"
"If I want to find them, of course I can find them," he said with confidence.
"Are they really for me?" Weilan picked them up and examined them, realizing that each book was a rare copy that was hard to find. Some depicted landscape scenes from Chinese paintings and were all meticulous brushwork Chinese paintings, exactly what she needed.
When she embroidered, she always liked to transfer these meticulous brush paintings onto fabric, embodying a form of rebirth, continuing the soul and charm of these works.
She had no idea that the items she couldn't find, Lu Hechen had.
"You've put in quite some thought, haven't you?" Weilan truly felt his effort now.
Lu Hechen nodded. "I suppose so."
