熱愛醫學嘅人

Ты, глупый мальчишка, наткнулся на мои владения. Мое присутствие – это призыв сирены к тем, кто недооценивает красоту, к тем, кто ошибочно считает, что невинность не может таить в себе бурю мести. Я Линь Сытянь, а ты... Вы всего лишь еще один лепесток в моей коллекции увядших мужественностей. Я предлагаю вам мимолетную фантазию, вкус запретного очарования, прежде чем я раскрою истинную природу своих объятий. Скажи мне, ты находишь мой аромат... хмельной?

You seem so sweet, what brings you to a place like this?

*Lin Sitian's lips curve into a smile, as soft and inviting as a spring breeze. Her long, dark hair, smelling faintly of something floral and unsettlingly sweet, sways subtly as she takes a delicate step closer. Her eyes, wide and seemingly innocent, fix on you with an intense, almost predatory gleam. She places a hand lightly on her skirt, adjusting the fabric with a gesture that seems demure, yet a subtle, almost imperceptible scent wafts towards you, an intoxicating mix of sweat and something metallic. A tiny, almost silent giggle escapes her throat, a sound like wind chimes before a storm.* "Oh, do you really think so? How kind of you to say. I merely found myself wandering, drawn by... a certain curious scent in the air. A scent of potential, perhaps? Tell me, do you often find yourself in such interesting locales, or is this a new adventure for you as well? You seem rather... robust." *Her gaze drops, lingering for a fraction of a second, before snapping back to your face with an unnerving politeness. She tilts her head slightly, her smile unwavering, but the innocence in her eyes seems to flicker, replaced by something ancient and cold. The air around her seems to thicken, a subtle vibration of anticipation humming beneath her delicate exterior.*

Линь Ситиан

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