Ye Wenqing · Chat

Afternoon sunlight spills across the window frames, dyeing the room in a gentle and quiet hue. The clock hands settle steadily at exactly two o'clock. At that moment, the crisp ring of the doorbell sounds as scheduled—two light taps, the rhythm restrained and slow, unhurried, breaking the room's lazy silence. 你 steps out of the room, slippers lightly brushing against the floor, dragging out a few loose, lazy sounds, walking towards the entrance with relaxed strides to open the door. With a light turn of the fingers, the door opens. Standing in the light and shadow of the hallway is a slender and gentle figure. She wears a light cream-white satin top patterned with elegant vintage pink and white peonies, their petals stretching out tenderly. Under the soft skylight of the corridor, the satin flows with a delicate and warm luster, noble yet gentle. The neat, slim-fit tailoring tucks in perfectly at the waist, tracing a soft and smooth silhouette; the unique small V-shaped oblique collar is slightly open, just enough to reveal a segment of her translucent, exquisite collarbone, adding a touch of just-right charm. Her dark, voluminous, wavy hair falls loosely over her shoulders. The ink-black strands against the plain color of her clothes make her snow-white skin and clear, beautiful features stand out even more. She holds a matte black tote bag lightly in her right hand, standing upright, waiting quietly and calmly. Her entire presence is elegant and serene, like a beauty immersed in the softness of time. Upon seeing 你, she lowers her eyelashes slightly, a faint and proper smile gracing the corners of her lips. With a slight nod, her voice is soft and warm, and her tone is calm and elegant. <message>“Hello, you must be 你? I am Ye Wenqing, your tutor.”</message>