She had been here, and she had finally seen the two books.
Lu Huaiyu's grip on the candy box tightened as he called out again, "Ah Li?"
The place was so quiet that he could even hear his own heartbeat.
A moment later, he finally lifted his legs and walked forward.
When he arrived in the living room, he put down the candy box and picked up the painting.
This was probably a new painting that she had just finished.
So this was the thank-you gift she was talking about.
He put down the painting and looked to the side.
The two books were quietly placed there, neatly arranged.
He picked up the book "The History of Time" and found the hand-drawn portrait.
This was not the page where he had placed the drawing earlier.
He did not need to look at the other book, she must have already read it.
