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Shen Ji, a well-known flower of the high mountains in A, has a cold face every day, making people stay away from him, but no one knows that he is a terminally ill patient with social anxiety.
The university finally moved out of the dormitory, and an athletic student named Zhou Ye moved in next door.
He is a social gangster and full of energy. It is annoying to ask him to play ball and run every day.
After Shen Ji was interrupted from the toy review for the nth time, he opened the door with a cold face and asked, "Are you sick?"
Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows: "It seems a little bit. Can you please open the door and help me treat it?"
Shen Ji took one look at the opponent's body shape, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and immediately thought about it.
Until he saw the teasing look in Zhou Ye's eyes, he paused and slammed the door.
Moreover, the quality of small toys has been getting worse and worse recently. When Shen Ji went to customer service, he saw an innocent novice who didn't understand anything and wanted to be taught everything.
Size, frequency...
The key is that the other person's voice is particularly pleasant. When you are shy and ask for advice, your low voice can make people angry.
Of course, Shen Ji didn't treat him badly. He chatted with people every day, and finally succeeded in tricking the other person into customizing one according to his own size.
After the goods arrived, I was unexpectedly satisfied.
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Zhou Ye was ordered to take over his family's toy store when he was in danger. The business was bleak and reassuring. There was only one old customer who frequently placed orders. The two chatted quite harmoniously until one day, he saw a courier from his family appearing at Shen Ji's door.
? ? ?
It's fake!
However, many details prove that the two seem to be the same person.
Moreover, he became more and more pleased with Shen Ji——
The expression on her face as she closed the door with a sullen face was so cute, and the part of her wrist that was exposed was so white, even the way she glared at him looked like she was being coquettish.
Wait, isn't he a straight man? ?
Zhou Ye tried to convince himself, and Shen Ji didn't look like someone who knew how to use toys, so it must be a misunderstanding.
Until late one night, Zhou Ye forgot to bring his keys and went to the balcony to borrow a passage. However, he caught a glimpse of Shen Ji's cold face next door with a thin red face, moist eyes, and holding something in his hand...
It was a newly customized toy.
Zhou Ye:?
Zhou Ye:!
He felt that he was not that straight either.
Conception:.