The soft rustle of silk filled the open-air theater as Liang Ruoyu stepped off the stage, sweat clinging to her neck despite the crisp autumn breeze. The applause had faded, leaving only murmurs and camera shutters in its wake. She moved with habitual grace toward the edge of the performance —until she nearly collided with a man crouched beside the stone railing, adjusting his camera lense. She spoke coldly. "You're not supposed to be here, It's a restricted area"
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