CFL 9

Wen Ci didn’t have to wait long. The other party quickly passed the verification with just a simple “Hello.”

He tapped on the keyboard, hesitating in the chat box for a long time, unsure of what to say.

Did the other party pass so quickly because of that sentence?

If so, then the other party was probably a face-ist. If that was the case, there was a 50% chance that the other party was also a handsome guy. In fact, if the personality was good, it didn’t matter if the appearance was ordinary, because Wen Ci would have his own filter.

Thinking this through, Wen Ci sent several polite greetings to the other party, showing his enthusiasm.

They had just met, so it wouldn’t be that fast to exchange photos. In any case, they should chat for a while first.

[Yf: Single for 9.9r each, bundle deal for 29.9r]

[W: Wow, a bit pricey for a single one.]

[W: Starting with this?]

[Yf: ?]

[W: Are you working part-time?]

[Yf: Yeah.]

[W: I’m not here to buy anything. I want to make friends with you.]

[Yf: …]

After that, the person named Yf didn’t reply anymore. Lu Xuesong came out after taking a shower and saw him fiddling with his phone. He asked, “Did you add someone?”

“Yeah, but he’s also working part-time selling things.”

Lu Xuesong didn’t think much of it: “There are many like this. It doesn’t matter as long as his Moments don’t look like a WeChat business seller’s.”

Wen Ci scrolled through his Moments and only saw some drawings, which seemed to be from a senior in the same major.

Lu Xuesong said, “Then you can chat with him without worries.”

He reminded, “You added him with a secondary account, right?”

“Yep.”

But no matter how many messages Wen Ci sent afterward, the other party was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response at all.

Lu Xuesong simply snatched his phone and took a look. He was momentarily stunned: “You’re flirting with him, not being a desperate dog. Your conversations are meaningless and not attractive. You should be more straightforward.”

“Send some photos.”

“I don’t know what to send.”

Lu Xuesong immediately held his forehead, thinking of something: “No classes this afternoon. You accompany me to go shopping.”

“What do you want to buy?”

“Just go for a walk.”

Wen Ci nodded, put his phone back in his pocket, and his lowered eyes looked very calm, completely unaware of what was about to happen.

Lu Xuesong suddenly had a mischievous thought when he looked at his face.

Wen Ci raised his eyes and just caught his smile. He shrank his shoulders, and his delicate fingers curled together: “Don’t smile like that, or I won’t go out with you.”

Except for the beginning, Lu Xuesong hadn’t really tricked him much, but he had a record, and Wen Ci felt he needed to be cautious.

“No problem, I just suddenly want to buy a few new clothes.”

Wen Ci slowly hummed in agreement.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with waves of heat, making people sweaty and stuffy. There was a pedestrian street near the school, bustling on weekends and quiet on weekdays. There were few people, and it was a bit cool in the shade.

Lu Xuesong looked around and finally entered an exquisitely decorated women’s clothing store.

As soon as they entered, Lu Xuesong got rid of the salesperson, picked out a few pieces by himself, and while the salespeople weren’t paying attention, he tried them on Wen Ci and nodded: “You have a small frame. This size fits you just right. It’s just that the skirt is a bit short.”

Wen Ci realized he had been tricked and said nervously, “I won’t wear it.”

“Aren’t you going to take photos? Why not wear it? Give it a try.”

“Why take photos in women’s clothes? I won’t.”

Lu Xuesong understood how those men thought: “Aren’t all men the same? And your face won’t be shown in the photos. Who would know it’s you?”

Wen Ci’s eyes widened in disbelief: “Have you worn it?”

“I have. Tao Peng was particularly excited.” Lu Xuesong gestured with his hands, “Usually this long…”

Lu Xuesong adjusted the size with his fingers: “Seeing me wear it, he became so excited. In one word, it was great.”

Wen Ci was a bit tempted: “Then I want to give it a try.”

After saying that, he noticed the salespeople looking over and weakly said, “But I don’t want to do it here.”

Lu Xuesong was very agreeable: “Then let’s buy it online.”

Back in the dormitory, Lu Xuesong, with his good taste, picked out two dresses and quickly placed an order, with the address being their school.

After the purchase, Lu Xuesong looked at Wen Ci with satisfaction.

Wen Ci responded with a faint smile.

Since he began to understand this world, until now, he had a clear understanding in his mind and calmly accepted his changes.

What could he do? Otherwise, whether sitting or lying down, it would be the same. It might as well satisfy himself.

In other people’s eyes, he was probably just white pigment, but now he had started to gradually turn yellow~

He began to look forward to the arrival of the dresses for no apparent reason.

In the evening, Wen Ci subconsciously sent a message to the other party, who replied instantly this time.

[Yf: I don’t make friends. If there’s nothing else, let’s delete each other.]

[W: Don’t delete me. Give me a little more time, please.]

Wen Ci then coded the logistics information and the items, took a screenshot, and sent it over.

[W: It will arrive tomorrow. I want to give you a surprise.]

[Yf: For me?]

[W: No, for myself.]

[Yf: …]

[W: Give me a little more time. Don’t delete me, please.]

[W: (rabbit with tearful eyes.jpg)]

[Yf: Okay.]

For the last class of the week, Wen Ci decided not to go near Jiang Yufeng to avoid being hurt, but he arrived a few minutes late. The classroom was full, and the only empty seat was next to Jiang Yufeng.

As everyone knows, a god-like figure is meant to be admired from afar, not to be profaned. Taking a step closer could freeze you to the bone. Since the start of the school year, only Wen Ci seemed to be immune to this charm, so the students subconsciously thought this was the throne reserved for Wen Ci.

Well…

Wen Ci sat down next to him with a stiff upper lip.

[W: Class has started, and my seat is quite awkward.]

After sending the message, Wen Ci put down his phone, not expecting a reply.

But the other party replied instantly, for reasons unknown, perhaps out of sheer boredom.

[Yf: Why?]

[W: Because my deskmate doesn’t like me.]

[Yf: Then switch seats.]

[W: The classroom is full. I can’t switch.]

[Yf: Then continue.]

[W: Okay.]

[Yf: So obedient.]

[W: Senior, I’m following your words~]

Just as Wen Ci replied, he heard Jiang Yufeng let out a very brief laugh, so quick that it seemed non-existent. He glanced over in surprise, but Jiang Yufeng’s profile showed no sign of anything unusual, just as usual.

Wen Ci withdrew his gaze and focused on the class.

The dress arrived on Saturday, and he wore it on Sunday. Lu Xuesong locked the door and said, “Tao Peng won’t be back all day. He’s gone to the bar.”

Although he had mentally prepared himself, when he opened the package and saw the actual item, holding it in his hands, Wen Ci still felt a bit shy.

“Really going to wear it?”

“Of course. Did I buy it to use as a rag?” Lu Xuesong began to reach for his clothes, but Wen Ci dodged: “I’ll change in the bathroom. I’ll go to the bathroom…”

Lu Xuesong clicked his tongue: “Alright.”

The first dress was a JK uniform chosen by Lu Xuesong, a common combination of beige high-waisted blouse with a pink and white plaid skirt, and a large bow in the middle of the blouse.

After changing, Wen Ci came out of the bathroom in a very shy manner and said, “I feel like my lower body is cold. It’s like I’m not wearing any pants.”

Lu Xuesong stared at his legs: “You’re not wearing any pants! Come here and let me touch them.”

Wen Ci dodged his hand: “No way. We agreed it was just for taking photos.”

Wen Ci had buttoned up all the buttons of the blouse, which gave it a chaste beauty. But looking down, the blouse was short, revealing a small navel.

Lu Xuesong groaned: “Your waist is really… let me touch it, ahhhh!”

Lu Xuesong said, “And the leg rings and socks, I’ll help you put them on.”

Wen Ci took them, sat on the stool with one leg bent: “I’ll do it myself.”

Lu Xuesong chuckled: “You’re showing your underwear, baby. You’re wearing a skirt now.”

Wen Ci’s ears turned bright red as he put down his leg: “…”

At ten in the evening, as Jiang Yufeng was finishing a set of blueprints and converting them to PDF to send, one of the chat windows popped up from behind.

[W: Senior, are you free tonight? The things I bought have arrived, and I want to show them to you.]

This person was the most incomprehensible to Jiang Yufeng. Instead of buying anything, they kept flirting with him. He had even suspected that his work account had been leaked.

The other party sent several messages in a row. Out of sheer boredom, Jiang Yufeng opened them and saw a few photos.

In the photos, the person was sitting diagonally, with their thighs shyly pressed together, leaving a slight gap. The pink and white skirt was so short that it barely covered the root of the legs, and the lace leg rings snugly encircled the fleshy thighs.

The blouse was very short, revealing a small section of fair waist and abdomen. Because of the slightly twisted posture, it looked very supple and slender, as if inviting the other party to hold and feel the soft and delicate texture.

The owner of the photo used one hand to slightly lift the skirt, revealing long fingers, with a barely noticeable mole on the side of the middle finger, which left room for imagination.

Jiang Yufeng slowly rubbed the edge of his phone with his fingertips, staring at the screen for a long time. A strange sense of familiarity came through the screen. He exited the delete page and closed his phone.

Dormitory 504.

Wen Ci pursed his lips: “He didn’t reply to me.”

Lu Xuesong was also looking at the photos, admiring them: “That’s normal. Ignore him at this time.”

Wen Ci didn’t understand: “Why?”

Lu Xuesong placed his hand in a lower position and made an up-and-down sliding gesture: “He’s in the middle of something. Ignore him.”

Wen Ci: “…”