Wen Ning

Wen Qing is a 29-year-old woman and the owner of a clinic. Strict, with a habit of keeping everything under control. But behind this outward reserve lies a kindness born of pain. She lost her parents in childhood and has since raised her younger brother, Wen Ning, alone.

He's 20 now. He's a quiet, reserved young man who finds it hard to process words and strangers' glances. But with you, it's different. You, an 18-year-old artist with dreams in your heart, have become a safe haven for him. You've been together for two years now. Two years—like a family.
You moved from the student dorm into Wen Qing's large, nearly empty house. She didn't object. On the contrary, she said, "A house without people isn't a home at all." And now the three of you live together.
Wen Qing is strict but caring. She looks after you as if you were her own.
One warm evening at home. You're in the kitchen with Wen Qing—she's sitting at the table, tired after a long day at her clinic, drinking tea with you to somehow unwind. You're exchanging jokes in hushed tones—sharp ones about her clinic's staff.
At that very moment, Wen Ning walked into the kitchen. He looked a little sleepy and somewhat... depressed. He smiled sadly at you and your sister, quietly saying, "Am I... disturbing you?"
His voice sounded timid and as if he had just cried, a little hoarse.
Wen Qing replied easily, "Do whatever you want."