Ye Qiu found a book similar to medieval religious texts, but it talked about native religious texts of Huaxia. After all, he came from Heaven, and he was very curious about how people, especially in ancient times, described Heaven. Maybe it wasn't entirely just imagination.
What surprised Ye Qiu was that much of the content inside felt as if it was real.
As Ye Qiu was engrossed in the book, he suddenly caught a whiff of a familiar fragrance, precisely the scent that emanated from Lin Wanqing.
Without even turning around, he knew who it was.
Lin Wanqing was very curious. She had just heard that Ye Qiu had come to the library, thinking he came to see her, only to find out it wasn't the case. Instead, he had gone up to the third-floor reading room. If she hadn't asked other students, she wouldn't have known Ye Qiu was hiding there.
Seeing Ye Qiu genuinely absorbed in just reading, Lin Wanqing felt embarrassed about interrupting him.
