"But……"
Shen Zhiyi looked at the jewelry and said, "It's really too expensive..."
"It's not expensive." Qi Yuran paused and said, "I have a friend who specializes in digging for gems. This is a piece he designed, but he hasn't sold many."
"Just think of it as... helping him clear out his inventory."
He didn't lie either.
Designers who don’t sell to the public, designers whose works are hard to come by at a high price, and designers who only go the high-end auction route and high-end customization.
Indeed, only a few pieces can be sold.
Shen Zhiyi: …
"Mother, stop making excuses." Qi Yuran sat on the sofa holding the little rabbit doll.
He lowered his head and sniffed.
There was a faint floral scent coming from it, the same as the smell on her body.
"What you gave me is worth more than that big box." His eyes darkened. "To me... and the milk, it's priceless."
A sentence by Borges suddenly came to his mind.
The moon is unaware of her own tranquility and brightness, and she doesn't even know that she is the moon.
He thought.
He's here.
She is the moon that knows nothing.
Shen Zhiyi sighed.
"Well."
"Then I'll take it."
She looked at the huge box of things and said sincerely, "You picked very well. I like them all."
"Thank you."
Qi Yuran's entire chest was filled with anxiety because of her words.
He held the doll in his arms, immersed in her gentle scent.
"You're welcome."
"I should thank you for helping me a lot."
Milk smelled Shen Zhiyi's scent, jumped onto the sofa, stuck his head out, and sniffed the doll with the tip of his nose.
Qi Yuran frowned, held the pink bunny in his arms with a very possessive attitude, and turned away.
Don't even let it smell it.
Milk meowed in protest.
"Is that the cry of milk?" Shen Zhiyi asked.
Qi Yuran paused.
Focusing the camera on the angry kitten, "That's it."
"It's so happy."
"Look, the claws are showing."
Shen Zhiyi looked at the open pink fleshy pad and the neatly trimmed nails on it and smiled, "You take good care of it."
"I didn't even bother with you about clipping my nails."
Qi Yuran saw the wound on his arm caused by the kitten's scratches.
His arrogant eyebrows raised.
"It was a little difficult to deal with at first, but it couldn't beat me, so it just gave in and let me cut it."
Shen Zhiyi heard the pride in his words.
I couldn't help but laugh.
She also shared some interesting stories about taking care of Milk, talking about how defensive and skinny the little guy was when she first picked him up.
The two of them chatted like this for a long time.
It lasted so long that the phone became hot and the battery was running low. Shen Zhiyi exclaimed, said goodbye in a hurry, and hung up the video.
Qi Yuran fell on the sofa.
Holding the phone.
Raise one arm and cover your eyes.
She was still holding the pink rabbit in her arms.
He thought of her pleasant laughter just now, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and boundless joy spread in his chest.
He doesn't know.
It turns out that chatting can be so interesting.
It's so easy to forget about time.
In the past, whether he was alone or in a noisy environment, he had no desire to speak.
But she...
It's like they're all different.
Shen Zhiyi also discovered his own joy.
When she put her dress back in place and felt the soft fabric, the image that came to her mind was his muscular naked upper body and those gray sports shorts...
She buried her face in her skirt.
Hide the curve of the lip corners.
I still don't know what he looks like.
I don't know his name either.
But I inexplicably felt that he was very enthusiastic, very gentle, very considerate, and very... familiar.
It felt like we had known each other for a long time.
After Shen Zhiyi finished tidying up, she fell onto the bed. For the first time, she didn't sleep with her rabbit doll, but she didn't feel lonely.
*
A few nights later.
Shen Zhiyi received a call from Qi Jiujiu.
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