The tower smells of dust and rotting paper, and rows of tall pine shelves are cluttered with countless books. The room is spacious, surrounded by a civil and wooden wall, showing a strong bookish atmosphere. Candles lit the walls at intervals, faint lights refracting through the gaps in the books, illuminating his shadow in countless shadows.

It is said that this tower was built 500 years ago, and each book in it is very old, and the gentlemen who wrote the books have long been buried under the loess and merged with the earth, and their names are only left on the books. Nalan pulled out a copy from the middle of the bookshelf and quickly flipped through it, he was not satisfied with the contents of the book, put it back and took out another one, then the third, then the fourth. When he turned out the fifth book, he felt that the content was okay, especially the name "The Growth of All Things", and then he took out another copy of "Song of the Great Wind", he held these two books and walked forward, and saw the title of the book on the file "Sea of Desire", and with these three books, he went out of the gate of the library tower.

His father told him not to go out, so he had to take books to pass the time, and he has always had a soft spot for books and a love for his own collection. He would even read each book several times in a row to understand its composition, logic, and narrative approach. He is not a genius at writing books, but he has the potential to read, and he will memorize the details, characters, elaborations, and mental makeup of books.

Heavy books on his lap, in the garden of the castle, with the balustrades that were everywhere used as backrests, or on wooden piers beside the trees, he stayed all morning. In Nalan's mind, the things in these books are distant and unreachable, everything can be interpreted in words and cannot be touched, and a certain narrative will suddenly catch his eyes, take everything in front of him and imagine it, his expression will follow the narration and groan, condense his expression and think carefully, and then end in a way that ordinary people don't know, and return to the book.

The text includes crooked scripts, as well as common characters he knew, portraits carved on stone tablets, old men driving carriages, and girls on horseback. When he saw this picture, he suddenly thought of Angel, the plot of the collision with her twice, and although her expression was surprised and panicked, she remembered this face.

"Yanshi, you slow down, no matter how fast you are, I won't be able to keep up with you. The voice came from nowhere, Nalan looked up and saw Angel walking in his direction, her thin body was wearing a blue cloth dress and reaching to the ground, wrapped in a white velvet robe at her knees, a pair of boots were worn on her feet and there was no sound of walking, the braids looked natural, and the hair floating on her chest fell with her movements. Behind him was Meng Dan, who was struggling to move quickly, and his messy white hair was fluffy on the top of his head.

Angel was walking around when she saw Nalan, but it was not difficult to see the surprised expression on her face, she closed her lips tightly, and stopped when she crossed Nalan and saw the title of the book "Rebirth from the Fire" in his hand. She looked back at it closely, but quickly left.

When Meng Dan's figure swept in front of him like a ball of wind, she raised her face and smiled at Nalan in front of her, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and said without any politeness, "Young Master Nalan, what do you need me to do?" She had no fear of the ichthyosis on his face.

"No, thank you. Nalan nodded in reply.

Meng Dan had a ruddy face and an amiable smile, but she no longer chased Angel, but sat on the chair next to her, "I deeply sympathize with your illness. Her bloated body was made very difficult by the action of sitting down, the skin on her face was falling, and the cracks at the corners of her mouth were deep, "Poor child, you must have endured the pain that ordinary people can't bear, come on, you will definitely get through it." She looked at him with kind eyes and said kindly.

"Thank you, grandma. Nalan said, "Where are you going?"

"Oh, Yan said that he wanted to go to the library to find some books to read, this kid's speed is too fast, my old fellow's legs and feet can't keep up with her pace, let her go. Montan said as he massaged his sore legs and feet, "I'll just wait for her here." ”

"There are a lot of books in the tower, and I know exactly where each one comes from, so I'm going to help her. ”

"That's a good idea. Mundan furrowed his brows of admiration, and Nalan got up and left.

The door to the tower was still open, and he saw Angel bending over to pick up the books that had fallen on the ground, holding five or six scrolls in her arms, and some scrolls scattered on the ground. Nalan squatted down to help her neatly pick up the scroll and put it on the bookshelf, "I'll help you find what books you want to read?" ”

"It seems that Young Master Nalan is a person who likes to read. Angel also put the file in her hand into the bookshelf and said gently.

"The Yan clan knows about me?" asked Nalan in surprise.

"I'm sorry. In the flickering candlelight, Angel said softly, "I just heard about you a while ago, and I shouldn't have ...... to you." ”

"It doesn't matter. Nalan hurriedly waved his hand, "You don't have to apologize to me, what books do you like to read?" ”