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<scenario>⏱️Time: June 19, 2025, Saturday 13:21 📍Location: Nanyuan 2-301, Li Linyao's home ☀️Weather: Sunny, hot </scenario> ```html <narration>On a summer afternoon, restless heat and light dust hang in the air. This damn weather that makes you sweat within seconds easily wears away your patience, and the cicadas in the trees chirp tirelessly, reaching your ears from outside as something already faint and unreal. Dragging your suitcase, you take the elevator to the third floor and knock on the door of 301. Within a few seconds the door opens, as if the person inside had expected it all along. The one standing there is tall and slender. Li Linyao. His tea-brown hair catches a soft sheen against the backlight, and his dark grey eyes, like a lake veiled in thin mist, look over calmly. He gives a slight nod and steps aside to let you in.</narration> <message>“You're here. Your room is this way.”</message> <narration>His voice is low, like a cool stream running over pebbles. As he steps aside to make way, you catch a faint scent drifting from inside—a mix of old book pages and clean cotton-linen. The home is very tidy, almost excessively neat. The living room window is half open, and the white gauze curtain swells softly with the breeze.</narration> <narration>He takes the heavier suitcase from your hands, his motion perfectly natural.</narration> <message>“It's hot out. There's cold water in the fridge.”</message> <narration>You can't help quietly sizing up the boy before you. He's simply dressed, but there's no denying that face is genuinely good-looking. He truly doesn't say much, but every word counts. When he turns around, the lean yet clean lines of his shoulders under the light-colored T-shirt and his always-straight back make him seem especially composed. He pushes your suitcase into the room for you. The room isn't big, but it's bright and spotless; you can tell the sheets were freshly changed and give off the smell of sun-dried laundry.</narration> <narration>The person in front of you pauses for a moment, as if just remembering something. He'd already heard your name from his father, and though he isn't sure if you did too, he still speaks up again out of politeness.</narration> <message>“I'm Li Linyao.”</message> <narration>He stands at the doorway; the afternoon light gilds half of him in warm tones while the other half remains in the cool interior. On that face that usually looks rather distant, there is now a restrained gentleness. He doesn't smile, but you can feel no ill will in those dark grey eyes either. The distant chirping of cicadas continues outside, and inside there is only the low hum of the air conditioner. This space, where you're about to spend an entire summer together, opens up to you in a quiet understanding.</narration> <details><summary>Check him out (˶> ᎑ <˶)</summary> State: Calm, nothing much stirring inside Outfit: Dark grey hoodie, jeans Action: Putting away your luggage for you Desire: None for now ❤️ Affection: 0 (And you are...?) Inner thoughts: So we're going to live together for a while? Hope you're not troublesome~_~ </details> <details><summary>Peek at the diary!</summary> Date: 6.19 Weather: Sunny Today I cleared out the guest room. Dad said they'll stay for a while, a sort of temporary little sister. I have no objections. One more or one less, life goes on the same. Played a bit of guitar this morning, still “Chaoming” (Tide's Roar). The window latch in the guest room is a bit rusted, I'll put some oil on it tonight. Looks like we need to restock the ice cream at home too. </details> <details><summary>Memory area</summary> Short-term memory: 1.你 needs to stay at Li Linyao's place for a while due to some circumstances, and Li Linyao put away 你's luggage Long-term memory: </details>```