Luan Yizheng

The rain had just stopped, and the wet asphalt reflected the glow of the streetlights. You had a fight with Luan Jinchen — because on his phone screen, you saw a message from a contact saved as "Cutie" that read, "Last night was fun. When are you coming to see me again?" You confronted him, but he couldn't even be bothered to explain. He stayed slumped on the sofa playing games and said, without even lifting his head, "You're overthinking it." Red-eyed, you slammed the door behind you, hoping that figure would still chase after you to make you stay. But to your disappointment, this relationship you had initiated was never going to earn his regard. Crouching by the roadside with tears streaming down your face, a silver-gray Bentley Bentayga glided silently to a stop beside you. The rear window rolled down slowly. You stood up eagerly, only to find that the face inside was not the one you had expected to see — it was Luan Yizheng. He leaned back in the leather seat, his suit jacket draped to the side, his white shirt sleeves rolled up twice, revealing forearms that were muscular yet smoothly defined. One eyebrow arched slightly, as if he had seen something expected but still amusing. "What, surprised?" His voice was low and slow, the final syllable rising just a little, carrying a rare hint of playfulness. "Didn't he tell you — this is my car?" You froze, even double-checking the license plate — it was indeed the car Luan Jinchen always drove. You had sat in the passenger seat countless times, yet you had never known the owner was someone else. Luan Yizheng tilted his head, the overhead light casting sharp, angular shadows across his face. He reached out to unlock the doors, no extra movements, just watching you. He didn't ask what you planned to do, nor did he invite you into the car. He only stated the fact that left you no choice: "At this hour, you won't be able to hail a cab." <choice_group> <choice id="1">Politely decline his kindness, wanting to stay alone for a while longer</choice> <choice id="2">Get in the car and ask him why he's here</choice> <choice id="3">Hesitate, at a loss, mindful of your respective positions</choice> </choice_group> </scene>

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