Late at night, Shen Shuangjian curled up in bed, holding her phone and looking at the screen.
Why does my heart pound when I first meet someone?
What does it feel like to fall in love at first sight?
What is it like to like someone?
Half an hour later, Shen Shuangjian had spent half a day searching online, logged into the forum and posted a new thread.
How should I pursue someone I've fallen for at first sight?
Such posts, devoid of hostility or guidance, and even bordering on the absurd, quickly attracted the attention of netizens.
[Does love at first sight still exist these days? Isn't it all just lust at first sight?]
[Did we exchange contact information? Is there any chance we can still meet? If we never see each other again, then it's no use liking each other so much.]
OP: [I don't have their contact information, but I should still be able to see them.]
[What are the other party's conditions? What are your conditions? How can we give you advice if you don't say anything?]
[Judging from the poster's new account, it seems they just registered, which means they really like it.]
Original Poster: [Actually, this is my first time meeting him, but I've occasionally heard his name mentioned by my brother. He seems to be a very famous philanthropist.]
[That's it, he's a rich man.]
[Men with money tend to go bad, and besides, he's already rich enough to do charity; he can't find any beautiful women he wants.]
[Wait a minute, the original poster's self-introduction says they're male. Could the other person be a female philanthropist?]
[A rich woman? OP, you're something else!]
OP: [No, no, he's a guy, and so am I.]
[?????]
[Damn, I ran into a little boy.]
[For those who are already in high-class, that's all for now.]
[Isn't that enough? He's rich, and he's straight. OP, you should just give up!]
Is she good-looking? Do you have any photos?
OP: [No good ones.]
[Lustful thoughts arise; diagnosis complete.]
[He's rich and handsome, I don't know what to do in this situation.]
[Is the original poster good-looking?]
Original Poster: [I don't know if I'm considered good-looking, but when I was studying in New York, I received confessions of love from over twenty people in one day.]
[You must be dreaming.]
[This thread is broken, it's cursed.]
[Even celebrities can't do that when filming idol dramas.]
[Are you kidding us?]
[If you really like her, go ahead and seduce her (doge)]
[Agreed, just hold him down and force him to have sex!]
[Ask him out and tell him directly that you want to get married.]
OP: [Is this really okay?]
[There are really fools who would believe that.]
[Yes, yes, go quickly!]
OP: [I'll give it a try.]
[Hahaha, those people upstairs are so mean.]
[Don't believe them, they're lying to you!]
[The original poster has disappeared. Did they actually try it?]
[The package failed.]
[Just playing with a child.]
[Waiting for further updates.]
[squat.]
The next day, Shen Shuangjian woke up, she found a new friend request in her friend list.
"I am Xie Jinghui."
Looking at the other party's application information, Shen Shuangjian that her previous drowsy and listless feeling instantly vanished.
He gripped his phone, somewhat flustered, and accepted the friend request. The other person seemed to be online; the moment the friend request was accepted, their nickname instantly changed to "typing...".
A few seconds later, Xie Jinghui sent a message.
"Morning."
Shen Shuangjian couldn't help but think of the pursuit methods he had learned from an online friend the night before.
Thinking of this, Shen Shuangjian's fingertips tightened subconsciously, and a light pink tinge crept up from behind her ears to the side of her neck.
Shen Shuangjian's fingers tapped on the keyboard, typing out a line of text.
Good morning, Mr. Xie.
The other person's nickname quickly changed back to "typing," its changes mirroring Xie Jinghui's hesitation and indecision at that moment.
Finally, he didn't send any new messages, but fell into a long silence.
He suddenly stopped replying to messages. Shen Shuangjian didn't know why. She nervously thought about what her online friends had said, and finally typed out a message and sent it.
" Mr. Xie, can we meet today?"
The other party replied quickly, and Xie Jinghui directly told Shen Shuangjian.
"Can."
Shen Shuangjian was surprised that the other party would agree so readily. He already had ulterior motives, and in his current state, he would only panic more.
Shen Shuangjian was stunned for a moment, then stepped barefoot onto the soft, long-haired carpet and jogged into the bathroom to take a shower.
After a while, with his long hair half-dry from the wind, he jogged into the dressing room again, plunged into the pile of clothes hanging there, and began to pick them out.
He was going to seduce Xie Jinghui today, so what if he failed if he didn't dress well?
So when Shen Shuangjian Shen Sixian Shuangjian come down for breakfast, what he saw was Shen Shuangjian sitting among the clothes scattered on the floor, frowning as she picked out a hairband.
Shen Sixian raised an eyebrow, his heart softening slightly at the sight. He teased, "What is our Zhizhi doing?"
Shen Sixian in at just the right time.
Shen Shuangjian just wondering which headband to wear when Shen Sixian came in, so she could help him choose one.
"Brother, hurry up and help me choose one."
Shen Shuangjian's left hand held a silver hairband studded with diamonds, while her right hand held a warm white, fluffy hair tie.
Shen Sixian quickly made a decision. He pointed to the hair tie on Shen Shuangjian's right hand. "This."
Shen Shuangjian nodded, casually handed the hair tie to Shen Sixian, and then went to pick through the pile of clothes.
His meaning was quite obvious; he wanted Shen Sixian to help him tie his hair up.
And such scenes have happened countless times in the past.
Shen Sixian's hands, which are usually used for turning pages, writing, and signing contracts, are now being used to tie Shen Shuangjian's hair.
He skillfully ran his long, slender fingers through the soft strands of hair, his tenderness and affection evident as he gently tied up Shen Shuangjian's long hair.
"Brother, do I look good in this outfit?"
A fluffy white kitten sat amidst a pile of colorful clothes, its light-colored eyes sparkling brighter than jewels.
He tilted his head back, displaying his snow-white, fluffy fur, and even asked himself if he was beautiful.
How could this scene not be beautiful?
Although Shen Sixian didn't know why Shen Shuangjian had suddenly dressed up today, he naturally chose to tell the truth.
"Beautiful, Zhizhi the most beautiful child in the world."
Shen Shuangjian that he had coaxed her with just a few words, and even her eyebrows and eyes curved slightly.
He pursed his lips, leaned his head against Shen Sixian's chest, and nuzzled against him, half in a coquettish manner and half in a shy one.
"Thanks, brother. I'm heading out now."
Shen Sixian's heart had been completely softened by the gentle touch, but upon hearing these words, he felt his heart instantly cool down and harden again.
Where to?
Shen Shuangjian to pull herself out of her clothes and from Shen Sixian's arms with great difficulty.
He kept his eyes downcast, and when he wasn't smiling, he possessed an innate air of aloofness and refined elegance.
"Brother, don't worry about it."
Shen Sixian: "?"
What did he just hear Shen Shuangjian say?
Never mind?
Shen Sixian chuckled softly, then cupped Shen Shuangjian's face in his hands and gently rubbed it.
"I don't care? I've cared for you since you were little. If I hadn't slept with you when you were little, you would have died of fright at the age of six from being afraid of being carried off by wolves."
Shen Shuangjian: "..."
"Bro! You're so annoying, just leave me alone."
Shen Sixian: "..."
So what is this, a belated rebellious phase?