After school, Lin Qian took a professional book, turned on the music player on her mobile phone, put earplugs in her ears, and went to the swing in the small garden on the balcony to sit and listen to music while reading. The swing swayed. Under the sunshine, it brought warm and soft light and shadow to Lin Qian's face. She closed her eyes slightly, enjoying this rare quiet time, as if the whole world slowed down for her.

The professional book in Lin Qian's hand was about the topic she was about to study. As she flipped through the pages, she constructed a theoretical framework in her mind. Although the content of the book was complex and profound, Lin Qian was immersed in it, as if she had found a small universe that belonged only to her.

The music player was playing a piece of light music that she had recently fallen in love with. The melody was so melodious that it was like a breeze blowing through her heart, taking away all her fatigue and troubles. She swung the swing gently to the rhythm of the music, as if she had become a part of this beautiful melody.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, scattering on Lin Qian's body in patches, forming patches of golden light spots. These light spots jump between her hair like naughty elves, adding a bit of liveliness and liveliness to this quiet afternoon.

Lin Qian was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, her eyes focused and deep, as if they could penetrate the pages and get to the essence of those complex theories. Her fingers slid gently across the pages, leaving a trail of faint marks, which were like the trajectory of her thinking, recording her exploration and understanding of knowledge.

The swing swayed gently in the breeze, accompanied by a rustling sound, as if it resonated with the melody of the music player in the distance, interweaving into a moving piece of music. Lin Qian sat on the swing, her hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was surrounded by this beautiful melody, and her heart was also floating with it.

Her thoughts seemed to drift to the distant stars and the endless universe, as if she had found a small universe of her own there. She felt the ups and downs of the swing, and every rise and fall made her feel like she was flying in the endless universe. That kind of freedom and breadth made her feel satisfied.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Lin Qian was completely immersed in her own world, forgetting everything around her. Her heart was filled with satisfaction and joy, as if she had found a safe haven that truly belonged to her.

The swing swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound that intertwined with the melodious melody from the music player, as if it was a harmonious dialogue between nature and humans. Every swing of the swing brought a faint floral scent that drifted away with the wind, allowing Lin Qian to feel the gentleness of the changing seasons.

She closed her eyes and swayed with the rhythm of the swing, as if she could touch the starry sky in the distance. The beautiful melody surrounded her like silk, making her heart dance under the caress of the notes. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and the breeze caressed her face, bringing a touch of coolness and tranquility.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, with only the sound of the swing and the melody of the music interweaving in the air, creating a surreal and beautiful time. Lin Qian was completely immersed in this leisurely and peaceful world, her heart was filled with peace and satisfaction, as if she had found an impeccable safe haven deep in her heart.

However, she didn't know that behind the French window of the villa next door, Liu Yufeng was concentrating on observing her every move. He stood quietly in front of the easel, using the telescope to carefully capture every smile of Lin Qian and every moment when the wind blew her long hair. His heartbeat seemed to beat with her every move, and the emotions deep in his heart had long exceeded the scope of what the brush could express.

Lin Qian on the canvas is lifelike, as if her soul has already jumped out of the painting. Liu Yufeng's eyes are full of silent admiration and love for her. Every stroke is a true record of her beauty and unique charm, and also an expression of his deep tenderness and concern.

Ever since he began to have a crush on Lin Qian, his life seemed to revolve around her. At work, his thoughts would always drift to her involuntarily; when he was free, he would quietly follow her and protect her silently. Especially after she was bullied by gangsters last time, he was even more determined to protect her safety at all times.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the windows of the villa into Liu Yufeng's studio, reflecting his focused expression. He took a deep breath, feeling the warm light of the setting sun, but also feeling the uneasiness and expectation in his heart. He knew that the distance between them seemed to be getting closer and closer, but there was an invisible barrier between them. This ambiguous pull made his mood more complicated.

Lin Qian closed the book in her hand and stretched slightly. She stood quietly in the small garden. Under the setting sun, her figure was elongated and her outline was more beautiful. She put down her earplugs, listened to the natural sounds around her, and re-integrated into the gentleness of the real world.

She watered the flowers and plants with gentle gestures, and the afterglow of the setting sun made her movements gentle and beautiful. Liu Yufeng felt an impulse in his heart. He wished he could walk over and hug her tightly and tell her how he felt deep in his heart, but he was afraid to break this beautiful atmosphere.

Lin Qian was watering the garden slowly, enjoying the warmth of the setting sun. Suddenly, a kitten quietly ran over, rubbing against her feet, making coquettish sounds. Lin Qian stopped the kettle in her hand, squatted down, and gently comforted the cute little life.

The kitten seemed to feel her warmth, rolling on the ground obediently, constantly nodding her hands with its head. Lin Qian smiled and picked up the kitten, sat on the swing, and continued to play with it intimately.

She gently stroked the kitten's fur, feeling its soft and warm body. The kitten closed its eyes, enjoying the feeling of being loved, and purred softly. Lin Qian stroked its head and neck, gradually moving to its back and abdomen, as if giving it a warm massage.

The kitten felt very safe in Lin Qian's arms, and made some cheerful noises from time to time, as if communicating with her. Lin Qian smiled even more brightly, and she enjoyed the interaction with this little life, as if the whole world became more beautiful because of this moment.

Liu Yufeng stood behind the curtains of his home, quietly watching this heartwarming scene. He watched the interaction between Lin Qian and the kitten, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart. He envied the kitten for being able to get along so closely with Lin Qian, while he could only watch silently behind the curtains.

His mood seemed to be separated by an invisible wall. He longed to get closer to her, but was afraid that everything would end in disappointment. Liu Yufeng took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions. His heart was full of hope and struggle.

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