Sure enough, Xia Ye's brows seemed to furrow slightly.
That's right, Lu Yinxing had arranged the room almost like Xia Ye's room back home.
Even the bed was of a similar style.
Lu Yinxing had spent a long time at the second-hand market finding one that was close enough.
At that time, Lu Yinxing did it for a very simple reason.
It was just a single word, overwhelmed by longing.
To recreate everything to resemble home as much as possible, occasionally causing the illusion that she was still there.
But Lu Yinxing never expected, that in her lifetime, Xia Ye would travel all this way to be in such a place.
So you see, fate is truly a mysterious thing.
You can never predict what will happen in the next second.
Lu Yinxing said: "Well, you should stay here tonight, I'll step out for a bit."
Xia Ye suddenly turned around: "I want to see your room."
Lu Yinxing was startled again.
Why did Xia Ye want to see her room?
But Xia Ye rarely made requests.
