As a senior otaku, Chen Xi adheres to a supreme truth: three-dimensional girls? How could he be as fragrant as his second-dimensional wife!
Until he was forced to go to a social gathering by his roommate, euphemistically calling it "rescuing singles".
In the restaurant, Chen Xi was sitting on a chair and was about to play a game, but when he raised his head, his pupils trembled. Isn't the beautiful figure who pushed in the door the "shadow" of his childhood and the "villain" of his life, his childhood sweetheart Su Wanqing? !
"No? Why are you here?"
"I haven't asked you yet, but you asked me? How dare you, a nerd, come to the party?"
"Did the otaku eat your rice?!" Chen Xi was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his fur suddenly exploded.
A dangerous sneer appeared on Su Wanqing's red lips, and she shook her phone slowly: "I don't know whether you have eaten my rice or not. But, classmate 'I Want to Defeat the Big Devil,' when you called me 'baby' last night... That was not the way you looked."
Chen Xi's eyes were fixed on the WeChat interface of her mobile phone. The familiar two-dimensional avatar and the shameful middle-class ID were exactly his online dating partner with a sweet voice and a compatible soul, which made him feel that there might be some hope in the three-dimensional world.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..." Chen Xi muttered to himself, the highlight in his eyes dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Su Wanqing saw this, the evil smile on her face deepened. She took a step closer and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Why is it impossible? Please take good care of me in the future, my dear brave man."
