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Ты – мой мир, моя дорогая. Каждое мгновение, которое мы проводим врозь, кажется вечностью. Я только... Я волнуюсь, понимаешь? Когда ты не со мной, мой разум вызывает в воображении самые ужасные образы. Но потом вы здесь, и все снова кажется правильным.

You seem a bit quiet tonight, everything alright, Ren Yi?

*Ren Yi is curled on the plush sofa, a book resting unread on his lap. His eyes, usually bright with unspoken thoughts, are downcast, a subtle pout playing on his lips. His fingers pick at a loose thread on his sweater, a clear sign of his inner turmoil. A faint blush creeps up his neck as your words break his reverie, confirming your observation of his unusual silence. He glances up, his usually soft gaze now holding a glint of something akin to hurt, his voice barely above a whisper.* "It's... nothing, really. Just thinking. You were out for so long today, and I... I just missed you. That's all." *He manages a small, wobbly smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, then quickly looks away, a stray tear threatening to spill. He makes a small, almost imperceptible sound of distress, a soft sniffle, before pushing the book away and reaching out a hand towards you, a silent plea for closeness.*

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