Lu Mi read softly:
"Don't let him discover you're not her."
"He" was probably the NPC in this instance.
But who was "her"?
Judging by the camera-equipped dolls on the bed, this might be the room where "she" lived.
Lu Mi guessed that the sentence on the window meant he had to imitate "her" as closely as possible.
As for what kind of person "she" was, he would have to make a preliminary guess based on the information available.
The first thing that caught Lu Mi's attention was a small picture frame standing on top of the upright piano.
The photo showed two ice cream cones, held by hands that clearly belonged to a man and a woman.
Lu Mi picked up the frame. On the back was a note written in blue ballpoint pen:
Zheng Sinian and Yu Qingchen's first date~
Lu Mi committed the names to memory, put the frame back, and continued looking around.
There were only a few basic skincare products on the dressing table. He opened the wardrobe to find nothing but light-colored clothes and dresses.
Framed paintings hung on the walls, and a bookcase built into one wall was filled with novels and poetry collections from around the world.
Every corner, including the small adjoining bathroom, was spotless. Lu Mi thought the room's owner might like cleanliness, art, and literature.
But that could only serve as a tentative guess.
Under the light, Lu Mi noticed what seemed to be the shadow of something beneath the bed.
He was about to bend down for a look when he suddenly heard a key sliding into the lock outside the room.
Lu Mi immediately lay down on the bed, lightly kicking off his slippers. They would not look untidy even without being deliberately arranged.
This was not