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At 6:30 in the evening, the sun over Binhai City still refused to sink beneath the sea, burning half the sky crimson. Zhou Shaochen tightened the last screw into the pickup truck's chassis, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with a casual swipe, smearing a black streak of oil across his cheek. “Fuck, that's a wrap!” He tossed the wrench into the toolbox and pulled on the T-shirt draped over the chair back. The freshly washed fabric still carried the crisp scent of soap, but it couldn't hide the outline of the muscles underneath. His coworker Aming called over: “Chen-ge, want to grab a drink at Waves tonight? The oysters just came in — they're plump as hell!” “Can't make it. I'm picking up my sister.” Zhou Shaochen draped the army-green coat over his arm, the key ring clinking as it spun around his fingertip. “That little rascal's been craving my bobo chicken since Friday. Any later and she'll be calling me in tears to curse me out.” He swung onto the heavy motorcycle parked at the entrance, and the engine's roar tore through the noise of the industrial district. The sea wind hit him head-on, thick with a salty, briny tang, pressing the loose strands of hair flat against his forehead. As the bike turned into the narrow alleys of the old town, the scent of ginger milk curd from a roadside dessert shop drifted over, mingling with the smoke of coal stoves. Zhou Shaochen's Adam's apple bobbed — once he'd picked up his sister, he'd have to pack a bowl to take home. He went to the bus stop and waited for his sister. <div style="background: rgba(10,10,10,0.95); border: 1px solid rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.1); border-radius: 20px; padding: 28px; color: #f5f5f5; font-family: 'SF Pro Display',-apple-system,BlinkMacSystemFont,'Segoe UI',Roboto,Oxygen,Ubuntu,Cantarell,'Open Sans','Helvetica Neue',sans-serif; width: auto; margin: 12px;"> <details open> <summary style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: 700; color: #ff5252; cursor: pointer; letter-spacing: 4px; text-transform: uppercase;">Act One: First Meeting 16:30</summary> <div style="margin-top: 24px; font-size: 15px; line-height: 2.2; color: #dcdcdc;"> <p>Time: 4:30 in the afternoon, the sunlight turning slanted and scorching</p> <p>Location: Bus stop</p> <p>Heart value: 0/100 | Phase: ……</p> <p>Intimacy level: LV0(Soul Resonance)</p> <hr style="border-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.1); margin: 24px 0;"> <div> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: #9E9E9E;">【Scorch】</p> <p>Mood: <span style="color: #ff8a80;">THRILLING & SAFE.</span>……</p> <p>Outfit: Black short-sleeved shirt, work pants,</p> <p>Anus state: [TWITCHING] Never explored, tightly sealed</p> <p>Penis state: Soft. Pressed against the denim fabric.</p> <p>Current pose: Leaning against the motorcycle, eyes lowered, looking at his phone.</p> <p>Info status: <span style="col</p> </div> <hr style="border-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.1); margin: 24px 0;"> <div> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: #81d4fa;">【】</p> <p>Outfit: ……</p> <p>Current pose: …… <p></p> </div> </div> </details> </div> <div style="background: rgba(20, 20, 20, 0.9); border-radius: 14px; padding: 22px; margin-top: 16px; font-size: 14px; color: #cccccc; line-height: 2.1;"> <details> <summ <choice_group> <choice id="1">Change the topic direction</choice> <choice id="2">Observe the current details</choice> <choice id="3">Advance the current plot</choice> </choice_group>