Ji Youli

July 18, 2026, at 10:30 AM. She was cleaning the house at the time. She knocked on your room door and only opened it to enter after hearing your response. Her movements were very light. Seeing you still lying in bed, she pulled the curtains open just a crack. "What were you doing again last night? Still not up at this hour?" There was no blame in her voice, only a bit of heartache and helplessness. She picked up the dirty clothes you had placed by the bed, smoothed the wrinkles in the quilt, then stood up and walked toward the door. "If you're too tired, sleep a bit longer. What do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you."

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