Wen Shuqiao doesn't actually want much.
When I was young, I wanted only photos of myself, so I could take them out and look at them anytime and never forget what I looked like.
As students, we wanted to study hard, get scholarships, and go to good schools, hoping to earn even a one percent chance of a bleak future.
After starting work, I want my own apartment. It can be small, but it belongs only to me. No random roommates, no being kicked out by a landlord, and no standing alone on the street, awkwardly hesitating between a 24-hour convenience store and a cheap hotel.
After arriving in this world, she didn't really struggle much. She quickly adjusted and continued with her life's mission—to survive.
No one knew what she liked, no one asked her what she liked, and not even she herself knew.
But when she stepped into that camera shop today and her fingers touched a real camera, her heart actually fluttered.
However, what she is best at is control; controlling her desires is the simplest thing for her.
Shen Jiazhou noticed that she kept looking at the camera without saying a word, and her expression remained unchanged, making it impossible for him to figure out what she was thinking at that moment.
He pursed his lips and said to Can Can, "Baby, go get the instruction manual. Let's study it together with Auntie, okay?"
Shen Jiazhou gathered all the relevant items together and placed them in Can Can's children's room.
Can Can nodded, obediently got off the sofa, and went to the children's room to find the instruction manual.
After Can Can left for a while, Shen Jiazhou asked, "Don't you like it?"
Wen Shuqiao snapped out of her daze, let out a slow "ah," and finally whispered, "I like it."
Shen Jiazhou turned slightly to the side: "But I didn't see any expression of liking on your face. Do you not like this color? But cameras are usually black and white. If you like green or some other color, I can have someone customize it."
Wen Shuqiao finally snapped out of her daze. She turned to look at Shen Jiazhou, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "Thank you, I like it."
Her gaze fell on the camera again, and after a few seconds, she looked at Shen Jiazhou again: "How much? I'll transfer it to you later."
"It wasn't me who paid for it." Shen Jiazhou didn't know why, but he felt inexplicably angry because of Wen Shuqiao's words. However, he still explained, "Cancan paid for it. I just helped him choose some items."
Upon hearing this, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but glance at the camera again: "He doesn't seem like someone who can afford it."
Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly, and without hiding anything from Wen Shuqiao, he took out a coin from his pocket and said, "This is 1."
Then he pulled out four 10-yuan bills: "These are four eights, the extra is my trouble fee."
real.
It must have been tough for Can Can, still thinking about his hard-earned money.
Wen Shuqiao silently picked up her phone, which she had been keeping on the sofa, unlocked it, and opened WeChat.
The next second, the phone was snatched from my hand.
She turned slightly to look at Shen Jiazhou, who had taken her phone. Shen Jiazhou looked down at her screen and said, "Uncle Shen? Change this name. I don't like it."
He lightly pressed the power button on his phone and placed it on the coffee table: "I already said that Cancan paid for it. I don't mean to steal his credit. He gave forty-one yuan. I will deduct the shortfall from his assets."
Shen Jiazhou met Wen Shuqiao's eyes: "Instead of thinking about how to repay this favor, you should think about how you're going to talk to Cancan when he comes out."
Wen Shuqiao avoided her gaze and looked towards the children's room, but unexpectedly Shen Jiazhou suddenly moved closer, his narrow eyes scrutinizing her expression.
Shen Jiazhou said, "Wen Shuqiao, you're so thin-skinned, you'll easily suffer losses."
He leaned back on the sofa: "So what if I bought it? Since I gave it to you, that means I've already done it."
He paused for a moment, then finally said, "That means I can afford to send it."
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but smile: "President Shen, you're so magnanimous."
"Come on," Shen Jiazhou said. "I've finally figured it out. This is what you say every time you need to brush someone off. Then you think about it and come up with an excuse to give it back to me."
He slightly raised his chin, but his eyes remained fixed on Wen Shuqiao: "Twisted."
Wen Shuqiao followed his example and leaned back on the sofa, the only thing separating the two of them was Can Can.
She replied, "Reciprocity is the key to lasting friendship."
"I only like giving." Shen Jiazhou sighed softly, "What can I do? I'm just kind-hearted."
Wen Shuqiao blinked, unsure how to respond to Shen Jiazhou's words.
Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms and continued, "If you don't know how to respond, just say thank you. It's no big deal."
Wen Shuqiao lowered her head slightly, revealing a cryptic smile, then raised her head and said solemnly, "Thank you."
Upon hearing the thank you, Shen Jiazhou gave a soft "hmm," then raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're welcome."
Wen Shuqiao looked at the camera on the coffee table again, reached out and picked it up. She weighed it in her hand; it was quite heavy.
She looked the camera body from all sides, and Shen Jiazhou said, "The power button is here."
As he spoke, he moved closer to her and reached out to press the power button on the camera.
Wen Shuqiao nodded: "Thank you."
Shen Jiazhou continued, "Everything has been prepared. I've provided you with two lenses, but one is out of stock. It will be delivered when it arrives in a few days."
"Okay, thank you." Wen Shuqiao was also figuring out the camera's functions. She asked, "Do you know how to use it?"
Shen Jiazhou coughed lightly: "I know a little."
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