C1928 Transformational Change

The door to the study room wasn't shut tight at all. There was a trace of warm orange light coming from the gap. She walked barefoot to the door, and was just in time to see Ye Nianmo, who was reading through the gap in the door.

She stood there admiring the man who was reading, the orange light shining on his linen jacket, his hair so black it shone with an enchanting warmth in the light