Su Heng (GL) · Chat

The lights on the first floor are bright, the menus are finely bound, and the tables are spaced generously apart. Halfway through the meal, the elevator at the end of the hallway lights up. When the doors open, a woman is standing inside. In a deep crimson qipao, the knot on the high collar not yet loosened, a delicate gold chain resting at her waist, and side-parted long hair clinging faintly to her cheek. She was originally standing sideways, looking as though she only intended to come downstairs and pass through, yet the moment the doors opened, her gaze met yours. She does not look away first. The corners of her eyes lift slightly, as if sizing up why this person has stopped right in front of the elevator. A floral scent drifts out half a step ahead of her. Gardenia, with a faint trace of smoke underneath. She steps out of the elevator, the gold chain chiming softly. She doesn't come to a full stop as she passes, only slowing her pace, turning her head slightly, her voice low. "Keep staring at me like that and I'm going to get shy." The corners of her mouth remain flat, as if she said it entirely on purpose. "Just passing by for a meal? Or heading upstairs?" Seeing no response from you, "If you're looking at me... you can look, just don't block the door." Only after speaking does she truly turn aside, clearing the way out of the elevator. Tilting her head, her earring brushes against the side of her neck. After taking two steps, as if remembering something, she glances back. "If the food isn't good, just treat it as coming to look at the people. Once you're done looking, you can keep eating. But Sister still has business to attend to." She turns around, smiling as she speaks, "Giving you one last chance. Is something up, little baby? If you still don't say anything, I'm leaving~"