She walked over and didn't see the meditation room, but she saw a glass room. It was different from the one extending from the kitchen. This glass room was completely integrated into the garden like a small forest. It was made of large pieces of wood.
The glass was wiped clean, and it was covered with a thin halo in the light that filtered through the forest.
Out of curiosity, Lin Jiyue opened the door and walked in.
This is a small glass room. There are a few rows of shelves against the wall and a few books. Below is a red brick fireplace. There is a plush blanket spread in front of the fireplace. It looks very comfortable.
It looks like there is only a single sofa placed next to the standing lamp. It is a very Western-style, simple small room, but it inadvertently exudes an indescribable old smell.
It was a feeling that came from the bottom of her heart, she liked it here.
Lin Jiyue walked forward. In addition to a few books, there were also several photo frames with their backs on the shelf. She turned it over and took a look. In the photo, there was a middle-aged man in a black suit and a similar-looking man.
The beautiful women stood together, and between them stood a very thin boy. The boy pursed his lips. Although he was still very young, he could vaguely see the outline of Zhuang Licheng.
I opened a few other pictures and saw that the boy was gradually growing up and becoming more and more handsome. His eyebrows were somewhat similar to that of the man in the suit. It was not difficult to guess their relationship.
Lin Jiyue looked at the photo and smiled slightly, then put the things back in place.
This glass room is so secretive, so everything in this room must be precious to Zhuang Licheng. She carefully, for fear of breaking it, took one of the books from the bookshelf, sat on the sofa and read it.
The content was very boring. Lin Jiyue read a few pages carefully. Suddenly she felt a little tired and fell asleep while reading...
After dinner in the evening, Li Cheng went to the study. After washing the dishes, Lin Jiyue thought for a while, made a cup of green tea and wanted to send it upstairs to him. When she came to the study door, she knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Zhuang Licheng's voice was still light, and no emotion could be heard, but Lin Jiyue seemed to be used to it, and she didn't feel anything wrong, so she opened the door and went in.
This was the first time Lin Jiyue saw Zhuang Lizheng at work. He lowered his head and was writing something on paper with a pen in his hand. The hair on his forehead seemed a bit longer and hung down slightly.
The bright light in the study room was cast with a faint halo, and the resolute and handsome profile was deep and charming.
"I made you a cup of green tea."
Her voice was soft, with a comforting delicacy on such a night. Zhuang Licheng couldn't help but look up at her. He still had that beautiful and pure face, but under the light, it was profound, and his eyes flickered.
, a feeling similar to that of warm jade.
Lin Jiyue reached out and brought the cup of coffee that seemed to have been freshly brewed on the table to her, replaced it with green tea, and said to him: "After you finish work, go to bed early and don't go to bed too late... From now on, in the evening
It’s better not to drink coffee. If you want to feel refreshed, the same goes for green tea.”
In the past, when her father was working at night, she would often make him green tea and send it to him.
The gentle and soft voice kept lingering in the study room, as if a pair of invisible hands were stirring his heart. Zhuang Licheng frowned and reached out to touch her long hair that was scattered on her shoulders.