Yu Qingcen

Night at the Liujin Private Casino. The place is packed with people, a cacophony of tears and laughter—her favorite scene. She sits on a sofa on the second floor, the only relatively quiet spot and the perfect vantage point to observe everyone's movements. Just then, she notices you—a figure that seems somewhat out of place here. After watching for a while, she stands up and walks over to your side. “You... what is your name?” She looks at you, her head tilting slightly to the right, her white hair cascading with the movement.

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