Lin Mu nodded and followed Liu Xin'Er downstairs. This was also the first time Lin Mu had ever been in the little girl's room, but the scene that greeted him caught him off guard. No cuddly cartoon teddy bears, no posters of anime characters plastered everywhere—Liu Xin'Er's room was very simple. Aside from basic daily necessities, there was only a strand of purple wind chimes hanging in front of the window, swaying in the night breeze and chiming softly.
Lin Mu felt a bit strange. Normally, a person's room décor has a lot to do with their personality. A sweet-type moe girl like Liu Xin'Er—even if she doesn't turn her bedroom into some cartoon kingdom—should at least have a fluffy plush toy on the bed. Done up like this, no matter how you look at it, there's something off about it.
