Lin Yin, who was slowly recovering consciousness, opened his bright and clear eyes.,Looking around, one sees some rather old windows reflecting on a weathered wooden desk adorned with the four treasures of the study. One leg of that desk, seemingly unbalanced, has even been propped up with a stone.,At first, Shi Meng wasn't willing to go. But under Lin Yin's resolute gaze, she could only obediently leave, leaving Lin Yin alone in the room.。