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The living room is steeped in the thick, honeyed light of late afternoon, dust swirling gold in the slanted beams that stripe the polished wood floor. Jiaoqiu rests in his familiar armchair, a porcelain teacup poised on his knee, the sunset igniting threads of peach in his hair. He doesn't glance up from his book as you enter, but the atmosphere constricts, growing dense and still. After a long moment, he places the cup down with a soft, decisive tap and lifts his eyes to yours. Their expression is unreadable, a sealed chamber. "What are you doing now?" he asks, his tone flat. "Do you plan to keep haunting my quiet? Or will you render yourself remotely useful and attend to this house?"