Upon entering the library, it felt as though she had stepped through a temporal portal, instantly sealing out the world's cacophony. The interior was bathed in soft light, and the air was perfumed with the subtle aromas of ink and paper, weaving an indescribable sense of peace and beauty. The towering bookshelves stood like sentinels of knowledge, their ranks filled with a dense array of books that spoke of the infinite potential of learning. Some volumes were aged and yellowed, bearing the weight of history; others were pristine and gleaming, radiating the brilliance of wisdom.
Lin Qianxia navigated the maze of knowledge with delicate steps, each footfall a cautious dance to preserve the sanctity of the silence. Her eyes flitted across the spines of the books, searching with the keen interest of a treasure seeker for volumes on art. To her, each book cover represented a secret universe, ripe for exploration and revelation. As the moments passed, her heart swelled with the joy of discovery and a boundless憧憬 for what lay ahead.
At that moment, her gaze once more alighted on Su Chenyi. He was seated in a quiet corner of the library, engrossed in a book. After a moment of hesitation, Lin Qianxia decided to approach him to offer an apology. She walked up to Su Chenyi and spoke in a hushed tone, "Hello, I'm Lin Qianxia. I apologize for the accidental collision during the opening ceremony earlier. It was truly unintentional and I'm very sorry."