In her mind, the thought of the museum that had previously given her goosebumps suddenly appeared.
With a creak, her husband inserted the key into the lock and turned it around, opening the door of the house.
Although this cottage had no signs hanging outside and clearly belonged to a private area, not intended for public viewing or to be noticed by outsiders.
Gu Nuan was dazzled; the afternoon sun should have been illuminating the outside world, causing blinding light outdoors, but here in the mountains, the thick tree shade blocked the excessive sunlight. Thus, as soon as the door opened, it felt like a burst of blinding light rushed into her eyes.
On closer look, it turned out the windows of the house were cleverly designed. Multiple skylights brought in sunlight that shone on the glass inside the house, reflecting light that dazzled Gu Nuan.
Why so much glass in the house?
Need it be said?
