The sound was not loud or small, enough for Shi Yin, who was only separated by a wall and had not yet closed the door, to hear it.

"Understood!"

Shiyin's voice reached his ears through the wall.

He closed his eyelids again.

Still can't sleep, but he is the only one left in the room, but he is inexplicably relieved.

With her there, he always had to be distracted to see if she was going to murder him.

As soon as Shi Yin entered the study, he was immediately stunned by the dazzling array of books on the shelves.

The area of this study is even larger than Qi Jiahe's bedroom!

Rows of bookshelves are lined up one after another, making it look like a small library. There was a faint scent of ink wafting in the air, almost inaudible, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of reassurance.

The bookshelves made of sandalwood leaned closer, and there was a faint woody scent.

Shi Yin walked along the bookshelves in turn, and in the innermost part of the study, he saw a large desk by the window, and at a glance, he could see the gloomy sky outside.

The shelves have a wide variety of books, covering almost every field: architecture, art, finance, stocks, psychology, and even celebrity autobiographies.

Most of the books look new, but the books on financial management and the like have been turned over many times, so the corners look a little old.

Shi Yin was shocked, and couldn't help but guess in his heart: Qi Jiahe shouldn't have read all of these books, right?

There are tens of thousands of these books, so how can he have time to read them?

comforting himself like this, Shi Yin gradually agreed with his speculation.

She also likes to read when she has nothing to do, but this is the first time she has seen so many books in a place other than a library and bookstore.

Thinking of Qi Jiahe's aversion to food, Shi Yin didn't think about looking for books about food, and after going around for a long time, she found a hardcover novel in the corner.

Yu Hua's "Alive".

The cover is made of fine calf leather, and the title is simply gilded on the cover, which even looks a little unremarkable, but the paper is excellent.

The time of this book has actually passed, but she doesn't want to sleep, so she can only use this to pass the time.

She sat down at her desk with the book, turned on the lamp, and began to read the preface.

It was getting darker, and before she could read a few pages, the rain began to fall again.

The sound of the rain accompanied by the warm yellow light in front of him was a bit hypnotic.

Qi Jiahe lay on the bed with his eyes closed for two hours, and the sudden pain in his temples stopped for a moment.

Although I still didn't fall asleep, my body didn't consume much, and I wasn't too tired.

The sound of rain outside the window was heard, and the room was so silent that only the sound of his own breathing remained.

Perhaps it was because the study was so quiet that he suddenly began to wonder: she couldn't really be reading quietly, could she?

A chef who was immersed in the smell of fireworks all day long, he couldn't imagine what it would be like when she calmed down to read.

Maybe her profession is too different from what this club is doing, and Qi Jiahe doesn't believe that she can read books at all.

After all, these days, there are not many people who can hold a book and read. And Shi Yin, he didn't think she would be that exception.

When she said she was going to go into the study, he even thought she wouldn't be able to stay for five minutes before she would come out and bother herself.

But he really didn't expect that she could stay quietly inside for so long.

Or is she doing something else in her study?

As if he suddenly thought of something, Qi Jiahe's eyes sank, and the next second he turned over and got out of bed and walked to the study.

Although he had told her not to mess with anything other than books, hadn't she never been obedient?

Thinking so, he quickened his pace.

The floor is covered with imported cashmere carpets, and it is silent and soft to walk.

The door of the study was not closed, but the crystal chandelier on the top floor was luxurious but hazy, and the rows of bookshelves were full of shadows, and the further in, the dimer the light.

He walked to the last row of bookshelves, and through the gap in the books, he saw that the lamp on the desk was on, and the light was ambiguous and warm.

Further on.

He walked out of the bookshelf with a blank face.

I saw Shi Yin lying on the desk, sleeping in a daze, and only turned a few pages of the hardcover "Alive" in his hand, which would be spread out on the side, like an ornament.

Qi Jiahe sneered in his heart: Sure enough.

He stepped forward and without warning snatched the book from her hand.

Awakened by this movement, Shi Yin bounced up from his chair and looked at him with a pair of misty eyes, it was obvious that the sleepiness had not completely dissipated.

"How...... "She asked, staring at him a little blankly.

Qi Jiahe snapped, closed the hard-soled book with one hand, looked at her coldly, and asked sarcastically: "Is the sofa uncomfortable?

Seeing his movements, Shi Yin suddenly understood what he had done, and suddenly fell asleep, and then scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and his face turned a little red, "I'm sorry, I'm sleepy." ”

"If you don't do your job properly and insist on pretending to be diligent and studious, you are the first one I have ever met. Qi Jiahe said this, stuffed the book into the bookshelf beside him, and then raised his eyelids and looked at her idly, "Next time, remember, you have to pick a time to pretend, after all, it is quite embarrassing to be caught red-handed." ”

Shi Yin was embarrassed to refute, so he simply changed the topic: "Have you read all these books? ”

"Since you don't believe it, there's no need to ask. Qi Jiahe turned around and left the study, leaving a faint sentence.

"It's either that I don't believe it, or I'm surprised. Shi Yin followed him, and his tone couldn't hide his surprise, "Have you read them all?" There are at least 10,000 books here, how long do you have to read them?"

"7,531 copies, not tens of thousands. He replied in a flat voice, "According to your opinion, you really can't finish reading it in a lifetime." ”

Suddenly being teased by him again, Shi Yin was a little annoyed, thought about it, and still argued for himself: "When people are concentrating on one thing, it is indeed easy to get sleepy. ”

She didn't have much confidence in what she said, after all, it was indeed her who was reading a book and falling asleep.

"So I have to praise you for reading seriously?" Qi Jiahe stopped at the door of the study, looked back at her, and didn't know whether the expression was mocking or ridiculing, "Why don't you fall asleep at the dinner table?"

With that, he took the lead back to his room.

Shi Yin knew that he would never be able to fight him, so he closed his mouth resignedly and followed him out of the study.

It didn't take long for her to remember something again, and she asked with a little excitement in her tone: "By the way, I saw a few novels of traditional literature in them, do you also read these?"

She really didn't expect that Qi Jiahe would also read novels.

Hearing this, Qi Jiahe didn't know what he thought, and suddenly paused, and glanced at her with a gloomy expression.

After a while, he said calmly, "That kind of thing, I didn't look at it a long time ago." ”