Chapter 697: Untitled

She was familiar with every room on the second level: the bedroom, the study room, and the two empty rooms. She pulled open the curtains, and the piercing sunlight leaped into the room. Although the sunlight was bright, the room gave people a sense of gloominess.

It was mainly black in theme.

The black drapes, mosquito net, bedsheets, pillow—much of the furniture in the room, including the carpet, was black. She could tell from a look that these items were already dated and seemed quite old. The carpet, especially, smelled old.

She knelt down and felt the gentle carpet. She liked it, and a smile broke across her face.

This carpet should have been bought from a black auction site in India, and she really liked it. Although he did not really like it, he allowed her to lay the carpet in their room. She recalled how they bought the carpet back home then, how he hugged her, and how he did her so hard on the carpet once it was laid.