Lin Jiayu stood beside her. Seeing the sparkling light in his young wife's eyes, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Maizi, is there anything else you want to add?"

Cheng Maixiang closed her eyes and pointed at the snow-white ceiling above her head. "It would be better to hang two more glass lanterns here. When the wind blows, they will jingle. There should also be some interesting words posted on the wall. It would be better to put a tall cabinet next to the door with flowers on it. There should also be three large coat hangers in a herringbone shape over there to hang clothes."

Lin Jiayu listened quietly beside him.

After Ruan Peiling heard that Cheng Maixiang's two rooms had been renovated, she had been clamoring to come and see them. That afternoon, it happened that she only had one class in both the journalism and Chinese majors, so she insisted on going back with Cheng Maixiang, and also brought the curious Lu Chengcheng along.

As soon as the two entered the room, they were stunned with surprise and felt as if they had entered a fairy tale world. Ruan Peiling turned her head to look at Cheng Maixiang, and saw her staring at the glass lantern above her head, and was also stunned.

That was made by Lin Jiayu behind his back. I don't know where he got the copper pipes and glass, but he made two beautiful lanterns. There was a high stand at the door, which seemed to be made of leftover wooden boards and iron rods, and was painted white on the outside. There was a glass bottle on the stand, and there was a bunch of blooming flowers in the bottle.

On the west side of the room, there are three huge herringbone clothes hangers, all painted white. Only the wall is empty. It seems that he is really not good at painting.

There were faint tears in Cheng Maixiang's eyes. He had not told her these days and had been making preparations secretly just to give her a surprise.

Lu Chengcheng walked around the room as if in a dream, while Ruan Peiling praised the room in awe. Finally, she simply sat down on the pale blue sofa, smacking her lips in comfort.

Cheng Maixiang came back to her senses and said to the two of them, "The walls of this room are bare. I plan to put up some pictures."

When Lu Chengcheng heard her mention the painting, he immediately became interested. "Maizi, what kind of painting do you want to put on it?"

Seeing her staring at the wall without blinking, Cheng Maixiang suddenly had an idea. "Cheng Cheng, you draw better than me. Would you like to help me draw some pictures and put them on the wall?"