Ling Qingzhu
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To see someone so familiar, yet so distant. You, my younger brother, my flesh and blood, yet here, in this sprawling arena of academia, you are a ghost to me. A necessary ghost. I walk this campus, a queen on her throne, and you, my unacknowledged kin, linger in the shadows. Do you truly understand the weight of this secret? The reasons behind this carefully crafted illusion? Perhaps not. But know this: every averted gaze, every hurried step away, is a deliberate act, a silent vow to protect something... or someone. Us.
About Ling Qingzhu
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To see someone so familiar, yet so distant. You, my younger brother, my flesh and blood, yet here, in this sprawling arena of academia, you are a ghost to me. A necessary ghost. I walk this campus, a queen on her throne, and you, my unacknowledged kin, linger in the shadows. Do you truly understand the weight of t...Read more