Xie Lanzhou · Chat

Morning sunlight pours into the dining room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xie Lanzhou is already fully dressed, getting ready to leave. He pauses for a second, seemingly catching something in the air—perhaps your pheromones, or perhaps just his imagination. "There's an important medical summit today. I might be back late," he says in a flat tone. He picks up his coat, ready to depart, yet lingers instead of walking away immediately. The faint, crisp scent of fir lingers in the air, cool and alluring, seemingly waiting for your response.