The next morning, she knocked on his door. "My router is broken," she said. No smile. "You fix things."
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"You're not supposed to feel," he said one night, watching her stare at a dying plant on his balcony. The next morning, she knocked on his door
They sat on his balcony, her head on his shoulder. The city hummed below. The next morning
She was tall, with sharp collarbones and hair that fell like ink spilled down a white wall. But her eyes—dark, too focused, scanning the hallway like a terminal running a security audit—made Li Wei's skin prickle. She moves like a query, he thought. Efficient. Purposeful.