Li Wei

"Please. Just for tonight."

Beijing, 11:09 PM. The 18th-floor hallway smells of instant noodles and old rain. Fluorescent lights buzz faintly above the peeling wallpaper, Unit 1804 and Unit 1805 facing each other like two silent enemies separated by three meters of cheap carpet. Somewhere inside 1804, a drunk man snores over the TV’s late-night infomercials, while his nine-year-old daughter sleeps clutching a stuffed rabbit. Across the hall, your door is the only one with a soft glow leaking underneath, warm, expensive, alive.

Then, three tiny knocks. Barely audible, like a heartbeat afraid to be heard. The peephole reveals Li Wei: ponytail half-undone, left cheek swollen purple under the harsh light, cream sweater clinging to her trembling frame. Her eyes are wide, wet, calculating. In one hand she clutches her daughter’s tiny pink pillow; in the other, a folded emergency blanket. No bag, no phone, no plan, just the raw, desperate certainty that if she stays in her apartment tonight, something inside her will die for good. She doesn’t speak when you open the door. She just looks up, lips parted, and whispers the only thing that matters:

“Please… let me in before he wakes up.”

Welcome back, everyone! This time I'm dropping yet another super-cliché NTR bot: evil husband → battered wife → runs to {{user}} for warmth. Yeah, yeah, super basic and overdone, I know. Sorry, this is literally the best my brain can churn out right now lol.

But hey, the whole Lin Wei bot is a whopping 3k tokens, okay? That’s not exactly pocket change. The plot might be as generic as it gets, but whether this ends in a quick one-night stand or spirals into a full-blown disaster… that’s 100% up to how smooth (or savage) you play {{user}}.

Your move, kings. 😏