Chapter 260 Wedding Room (2)

The second floor opened onto a hallway, with four bedrooms situated side by side. This hallway was unadorned, save for warm lights at the tops of two walls, beneath which stood two full walls of photographs. As they ascended, Lin Zhou flipped a switch at the corner of the staircase, and Tian Xin's eyes instantly lit up.

The photos included silhouettes of Lin Zhou participating in activities during her college years, as well as some work photos. She looked through them one by one and unexpectedly found a photo of herself among them.

"Why are there photos of me here?" She pointed to one photo that had been specially enlarged and placed in the most prominent position and asked, "I don't remember when I took this photo. Where did you get it?"

In the photo, she is wearing a white dress and sitting at the piano playing. There is only a beam of light on the stage, shining on her, making her look gentle, peaceful and graceful.

This is her from Lin Zhou's perspective.

"I... took this photo! That New Year's Eve party! That must have been... your first time performing on stage." He said, "Do you remember what song you played?"

"'First Snow'... I think! It's been so long, I can't remember!"

After hesitating for a while, she continued to look back, and the more she looked, the more she couldn't suppress the smile.

"How many photos did you take? How dare you hang something like this here? Where's my face?"

The last row of photos are slightly blurry. They are all moments when she was running, reading, eating, giving a speech or setting up a stall. Obviously, they were not normal shots, but more like casual snapshots.

Lin Zhou's face was a little embarrassed: "Do you... mind?"

"It's not a question of whether you mind or not, right?" She turned her head and looked at him with a smile: "How long have these been hanging here? Have your friends and family seen them?"

"No, after the renovation was completed, only my mother came here!"

"So, so long ago, you just..." She moved closer to him, staring into his eyes intently, which made Lin Zhou feel extremely uncomfortable, and he quickly avoided her sight.

“No…”

"When did it start?"

"What?"

"These photos, or rather, when did you start...liking me?"

She was still staring into his eyes, the light in her eyes was exactly the same as when she asked him "Do you want to be together?" in the private room that night, gentle and firm.

Lin Zhou didn't answer this question. He pointed to several bedrooms and introduced them, then took her to visit them one by one.

These four rooms are the master bedroom, study, second bedroom, and one is empty. Lin Zhou said he hasn’t figured out what to use it for, so he just left it idle!

She went to the study first.

Unlike the wall of bookcases in the county town, this study is really a study. Apart from a long desk placed near the window, there are only a few bookcases against the wall in the room.

The books in these bookcases all seemed new, with no single copies. Each bookcase was labeled according to its category: history, art, Chinese literature, Western literature, and encyclopedias.

"You've made this place look like a library!"

She looked around, flipped through a few books, and spoke casually to Lin Zhou.

"It's not much. I collected these over the past two years. I thought you might like them!"

"Yeah, I like it, of course I like it!"

She walked to the bookshelf containing literary works and flipped through a few books.

"Have you read this book?" She took out the book "The Moon and Sixpence" that they had discussed before and waved it towards Lin Zhou.

As soon as he raised his hand, several envelopes suddenly fell out of the book and scattered all over the floor.

"Hey, you still have the habit of writing letters!" She squatted down and picked up the envelopes.

Lin Zhouyi heard this and looked at the envelope on the ground. He suddenly rushed over, picked it up in two moves, and hid it behind his back. "I wrote this to my classmates before! It's useless!"

"I'm afraid it's a love letter to some girl!" She smiled awkwardly and waved her hand: "You don't have to hide it, I understand!"

"no!"

"Whether it is or not, what does it matter? I don't mind!" She smiled and went back to flipping through the book, her face calm and not too concerned about Lin Zhou Zangxin's action.

“I mind!”

Lin Zhou seemed unhappy. After he finished speaking, he took out the letter in his hand and handed it to her: "These...are actually written to me by you!"

"Me? When did I ever write to you?"

As far as I can remember, we never exchanged letters. Let alone letters, we rarely even sent text messages. She didn't even have a cell phone back in college, so it was even more impossible!

But the handwriting on the envelopes was indeed hers. The letters were sent last November, during which time she and Gao Wen exchanged letters several times. Because Gao Wen said it was inconvenient to call, they switched to writing letters.

"What were you thinking, pretending to be Gao Wen and writing to me? How did you know that address in the western suburbs?"

"Gao Cheng!" Lin Zhou said.

"So, you two colluded and took advantage of Gao Wen." She was speechless and casually complained: "Isn't that childish?"

Although she said so, she felt warm inside instantly. That period was indeed quite difficult. Lin Zhou taught her many methods in his letters and also sent her some books.

Looking back now, she had just rejected him at the concert.

The master bedroom is Lin Zhou's private space. She didn't want to go in, for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see, which would make both of them embarrassed.

But Lin Zhou insisted on letting her watch.

"You'll be living here from now on anyway, so take a look around first. If there's anything you don't like, I'll change it as soon as possible!"

"Goodbye! You're tired after a day, you should go to bed early!" She turned around and walked towards the second bedroom.

Lin Zhou didn't intend to let her go. When she turned around, he pulled her back and held her in his arms: "What? Are you shy?"

"No...no...I just feel..."

"What do you think?"

What?

When asked this question, she was a little confused as to what to say. Suddenly, an indescribable emotion lingered in her heart, which could not be dissolved or blown away.

From the moment she entered the room, everything in it seemed to have some connection with her, even though she had never been there before.

She asked Lin Zhou to promise to be with her for the rest of his life, and he agreed.

Not only that, he even prepared for it in advance.

But when all this appeared in front of her, she instinctively felt depressed, uncomfortable, and even suddenly wanted to escape.

"Life is too long. Are you sure you want to be with me?" she asked suddenly.

Lin Zhou was stunned: "Didn't I tell you? I've already thought about it. Why are you asking?"

"Nothing. I just feel like life is too long, with too many variables. It's quite childish of me to ask you that!"

"What about you? Are you sure?"

The question popped up again.

She didn't answer. She felt like her heart was in a mess, like a ball of wool that couldn't be untied. She was so anxious and worried!

Lin Zhou didn't wait for her answer. He opened the bedroom door and took her in.

The moment she looked up and saw the shocking scene in front of her, the two tangled questions before her were instantly answered.

She felt her nose sore and tears almost came out.

"You...how could you do this?"

Lin Zhou said nothing, a faint smile forming on his lips: "I tried my best, but I don't know if the restoration is similar enough."

When she was in college, she created a website page on the campus forum. Because of its novel style, it was adopted as the homepage and remained online for nearly half a year before being replaced.

That page is a room, or to be more precise, a room full of girlish hearts.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows were draped with white gauze curtains, and the walls were painted with exotic flowers from "The Secret Garden." There was little furniture: just a bed and a double rocking chair by the window. From the bed, she could see the starry sky lights on the ceiling. She named that room "Xinyuan."

At the time, I just thought it was interesting, but I never expected that my casual doodle would be brought to life by Lin Zhou.

"Why are you like this?" she cried again, her heart utterly shaken by the scene before her: "It's simply terrifying, outrageous, and sinister..."

He threw out three idioms in one breath.

Lin Zhou couldn't help laughing at her expression and said, "Am I going too far?"

"It's more than excessive!" she yelled. "Have you ever thought about what if..."

"There's no such thing as a one-time event!" Lin Zhou interrupted her, hugged her in his arms, and said softly, "From the moment you appeared at the school gate, I've made up my mind. No matter what, I won't let go! If there's a one-time event, it only means that I've failed and failed to win your heart. Then all this will be meaningless!"

“…”

If he had said these words before, she wouldn't have believed a word of them. But at this moment, her heart was suddenly filled with a strong sense of happiness. She suddenly understood what Gao Wen said, the feeling of happiness that comes from "feeling at ease when you open your eyes and see him there."

In her two lifetimes, she had never experienced this feeling. But at this moment, the definition of happiness seemed to become concrete. She no longer had to ask him over and over again: Are you sure? Are you sure?

Lin Zhou had given her the answer many years ago, and he did all this without even leaving a way out for himself.

"Don't do such stupid things again!" She hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "Too childish! Not like Mr. Lin at all..."