After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

The house is in a simple gray and white tone. You can see the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room when you enter the door. The basic configuration of the living room and dining room is all available, concise and clear.

Xu Qian stood behind him holding the key: "There are cloakrooms in the bedrooms, study rooms, guest rooms, and the kitchen is open, but it is rarely used. If you need kitchen utensils, you have to buy them yourself."

Shi Jin briefly looked at several rooms, and stayed in the study for a while: "Does the space on the first floor belong to me?"

"Yes, the stairs to the second floor are at the entrance. Brother Ci usually goes directly to the second floor when he comes back. He hardly stays on the first floor. If you move in, he won't come to the first floor either."

Shi Jin then nodded: "Okay, let's make a decision."

"Good! No problem."

-

The stairs that Shi Jin took when he left.

He doesn't like confined spaces like elevators.

Therefore, if there are no special circumstances, when he is alone, he usually chooses to take the stairs.

The only sound of his footsteps was in the empty stairwell.

The brand new leather shoes fell on the stairs, making a small but steady sound.

"pat-"

There was a sudden sound of regular footsteps.

Shi Jin's footsteps paused, and then returned to the original rhythm.

The extra footsteps came from downstairs, obviously someone was going upstairs through the stairs.

Compared with his regular and shallow footsteps, the man's footsteps are obviously more loose, with a kind of swaying, lazy.

Shi Jin inexplicably imagined a Persian cat from the footsteps.

Noble and lazy.

The footsteps gradually approached.

Shi Jin lowered his eyes and stepped down the last flight of stairs.

The first thing to enter the brain consciousness is a light tobacco smell, not too strong, mixed with the man's hot breath, full of hormones rushing towards his face.

The person who came didn't seem to notice that there was someone above, and he couldn't take back his steps on the stairs, so he turned sideways to avoid it slightly.

Shi Jin's footsteps stopped.

The distance between the two was very close due to this accident, so close that they seemed to be able to smell each other's breath.

Shi Jin had a rare sense of oppression under the man's figure.

He pursed his lips, and his thin eyelids drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes.

After reacting, Yu Ci took a step back: "Sorry."

Shi Jin bypassed him and went downstairs with downcast eyes, and said in a clear tone, "It's okay."

"Hey——" Yu Ci's hand reacted faster than his brain, he grabbed Shi Jin's hand, and stared at the red mole on his forehead: "Did we meet somewhere?"

Shi Jin was forced to stop, he stood still and raised his eyes.

The man obviously has an excellent appearance, with sword eyebrows and star pupils, unruly brows and eyes, full of hormonal aura all over his body.

The slender and thick eyelashes neutralized the aggressiveness on his body.

It seems that the adjective of Persian cat is not very accurate.

Maybe it should be a cheetah?

Perhaps such a character could be added to his book.

Shi Jin's thoughts fluttered uncontrollably for a moment, but soon, he came back to his senses, ignored the man's familiar face, and calmly looked at Yu Ci: "You have misunderstood the person, I have never seen you. "

Shi Jin knew that he had slight face blindness, but it was only slight, besides, after so many years of practice, he has already mastered the skill of recognizing people by clothes and hair color combined with appearance.

He hasn't gone out much in recent months, and he has met even less good-looking people. The only person he met recently was the man he met at the bar the night before.

But he remembered very clearly that the man that night had dyed silver hair.

And the one in front of him obviously has black hair.

Therefore, when he said this, Shi Jin was very confident.

His self-confidence also affected Yu Ci.

He hesitantly let go of his hand, but he didn't let go completely: "Do...do you have a younger sister at home? There is a red mole on the forehead like you?"

Time is clear.

It seems that what this man is looking for is time.

Hearing his hesitant words, it is obvious that he is not familiar with time, and it is even very likely that it was just a one-sided relationship.

Although he has almost no resemblance to Shi Shi's appearance, if this man and Shi Shi only met once, then seeing the red mole on his forehead wearing a mask and causing a misunderstanding is understandable.

Thinking about this, Shi Jin raised her eyes, and her tone was not so cold: "Yes, sister She also has a red mole on her forehead, maybe it's her you're looking for."

"Sorry." Yu Ci let go of his hand, apologizing for his abruptness: "I just saw that you were leaving, and I caught you in a moment of impatience, sorry."

Shi Jin shook his head, touched his grasped wrist with his right hand, the pain from his wrist made him slightly frowned: "It's okay."

Yu Ci also saw his movements, he frowned, a little annoyed: "Sorry, I hurt you, why don't you go back with me to get some medicine? My house is upstairs."

He didn't know what was going on with him. When he saw a person similar to that night, his brain had no time to react, so he grabbed it first.

He obviously didn't know that woman either.

Yu Ci was puzzled, and finally pinned the culprit on the comics he read recently.

It must be that the manga was drawn too dreamily, which made him spring up.

Go back and burn that manga!

Shi Jin refused: "No, thank you, it's nothing serious."

Because of physical problems, his perception is stronger than ordinary people, so he is particularly sensitive to pain perception.

This level of pain, according to his usual experience, his wrist is probably just a little red, and it will almost dissipate when he goes back, so there is no need to waste time to apply medicine.

Since Shi Jin refused, Yu Ci naturally wouldn't force it.

He stood on the stairs, looked at the straight back of the young man in black, and looked at the vest and big pants he was wearing, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Master is still naturally beautiful, and he can still look handsome in big pants." People are equally divided."

-

When Shi Jin got home, she went straight into the study.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang again, Shi Jin only paused slightly, and then continued typing on the keyboard.

He didn't open the flickering WeChat until he finished writing the latest chapter.

I made an appointment with Xu Qian about matters related to renting a house and the time of moving, and then replied a few chats sent by Time, Shi Jin finally replied to the editor about publishing, and then closed the computer.

After contacting the moving company to help move tomorrow, and ordered a takeaway, Shijin threw the phone away and went into the bathroom with her clothes.

Amidst the steam in the bathroom, Shi Jin raised his head from the water-soaked sink.

He reached out to wipe the water off his face, and stared calmly at the person in the mirror.

The shower is constantly spraying hot water, and the hot air is constantly gathering in the bathroom.

The clear mirror surface gradually became blurred under the fuming heat.

Shi Jin stared at the mirror quietly, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to erase the figure reflected on the mirror.

Maybe this is a new experience?

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