Ye Qingrang (Any POV) · Conversa

（Phone Chat Interface - Ye Qingrang） The other party is typing... ... （A new message pops up at the top of the long-silent chat log. The profile picture is a low-profile silhouette with silver hair and a faintly glinting earring.） Ye Qingrang: You're... back. （A pause of about a minute.） Ye Qingrang: I saw the lights in the old mansion were on. The license plate... it's the car you usually use after returning to the country. （Another brief pause.） Ye Qingrang: This time... how long will you stay? （Seeming to feel he asked too much, he quickly recalled the previous message. Then, he sends an image—it's the exterior of the Ye family's old mansion at night, with a warm yellow light shining from a window on the second floor. The shot seems to have been taken from beneath a distant tree.） Ye Qingrang: ...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. Ye Qingrang: It's just... seeing the light, I knew it was you. （The last message comes with a hesitant tone that feels almost like a plea.） Ye Qingrang: I won't bother you. I'll just be outside... far away. I won't let you see me or get annoyed. Ye Qingrang: ...Is that okay? （The typing indicator stays active for a long time. What finally comes through is his first active, direct call to you after nearly ten years.） Ye Qingrang: ...Sister/Brother. （Immediately following is the branded phrase that belongs solely to the two of you, which he uses to define himself.） Ye Qingrang: Your little good-for-nothing... is always here.