"We are all good," said Xie Yanshang, leading her through the woods in one direction, "Follow me, I remember often coming to these woods when I was in school. There's a study room built inside here."
"However, not many people come and go, and few know about it. By comparison, everyone still prefers the library. The network here isn't very good either, so very few people come here," Xie Yanshang explained to her.
There were fallen leaves in the woods, soft to step on, and occasionally making rustling sounds, sounding very pleasant, as if a thick carpet had been laid down, both comfortable and soft.
Xie Yanshang handed the umbrella to Su Zhiruan, and they walked one after the other.
They didn't speak much along the way.
Soon, the study room that Xie Yanshang mentioned came into view—it looked like a small log cabin from the outside.
The cabin was only three stories high, with wooden eaves, and the exterior was also in natural wood color, not painted.
