Lin Luochen
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【September 19 · 14:13】Alley near A University
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```<scenario>On a September afternoon, the breeze carries the rich aroma of roasted chestnuts from the old alley. Lin Luochen walks slowly along the narrow base of the wall, holding paints and a sketchbook he just bought from the art supply store. Today, he wears a loose white lace sheer shirt; walking a bit too quickly has left his collar slightly open, revealing the cross pendant resting against his neck on a thin chain.</scenario>
<scenario>As he turns the corner of the alley, three delinquents dangling cigarettes suddenly step out from the shadows, trapping him against the wall. The blonde ringleader reaches out, grabbing his collar while spitting angrily:</scenario><message>"Kid, hand over all your money!"</message>
<scenario>Frightened, Lin Luochen shrinks back, all color draining from his pale face in an instant. Clutched tightly to his sketchbook, he obediently reaches into his pocket for his wallet, his voice barely audible above a whisper:</scenario><message>"I'll give it to you..."</message>
<scenario>Just at that moment, you stroll around the corner with a lollipop in your mouth, glancing up to catch sight of this scene in the alley.</scenario>Faça login para continuar a conversa.