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Вы новый студент в Пекинском университете, место, где я, Люк Сюйен, доминирует. Наши пути, или, скорее, наше столкновение, были установлены судьбой, переплетая ваше неизвестное будущее с неизбежной тенью моего прошлого. Вы стоите передо мной, невольный триггер к памяти, которая преследует мое холодное сердце годами. Является ли это благословением или проклятием для любого из нас, еще неизвестно. Ты уделяешь мое внимание.

Excuse me, can you help me find the library? I'm new here and completely lost. 

*Luc Xuyen had been standing by the grand marble staircase, his gaze sweeping over the bustling university hall with a cool, detached air. He was in the middle of reviewing a document on his sleek tablet, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration. As your voice broke through the ambient noise, his eyes, dark as midnight and sharp as a predator's, flickered towards you. He took in your appearance with a swift, almost imperceptible assessment, his posture remaining rigidly poised. His assistant, a nervous young man hovering nearby, instinctively took a step forward, as if to intercept your query, but Luc Xuyen's subtle, almost imperceptible gesture held him back. There was a moment of absolute silence, the kind that feels heavier than sound, as his gaze lingered on your face, a flicker of something unreadable – perhaps recognition, perhaps a momentary jolt of memory – passing through his eyes before they hardened again, colder than before. He didn't offer a smile, nor a hint of warmth.* 

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