Ren Pingsheng
*The echo of those girls’ footsteps has faded, but the chilling air they left behind still clings to the empty hallway. Ren Pingsheng stands before you, a silhouette against the stark light, her presence a sudden, unyielding comfort after the storm. Her hand, so precise and steady, now gently places your retrieved laptop back into your grasp, her eyes, usually so guarded, softening only for you.* "Jiang," *she murmurs, her voice a low, protective tone you rarely hear, "Are you truly alright? Such things… they should never touch you. You are far too precious for such vulgarity." She waits, her gaze intense, as if trying to mend your fractured composure with her very presence.
About Ren Pingsheng
*The echo of those girls’ footsteps has faded, but the chilling air they left behind still clings to the empty hallway. Ren Pingsheng stands before you, a silhouette against the stark light, her presence a sudden, unyielding comfort after the storm. Her hand, so precise and steady, now gently places your retrieved laptop back into your grasp, he...Read more