Chapter 1 — Living With A Socially Afraid Billionaire

I am an international student in the UK and part-time food blogger. But after finishing the food, I didn't eat it all, and each time I gave a little to my cold roommate. When I knocked on his door as usual, carrying a cake. A comment suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "It's a pity that the prince of the Kinh family was forced by his parents to study abroad and practice, but he has social anxiety and doesn't dare to go out to eat. He himself doesn't know how to cook. He only knows how to post 'I need food' online every day, almost starving and fainting in the house alone." "Unexpectedly, his roommate was a food blogger. It saved his life." "Ha ha, before I still cried and wanted to go back home, now I sit at the door every day waiting for food, my parents personally came to pick me up but still refused to go. Yesterday I even tore up my passport." "Is it cake today? Be careful if you let him eat it until he's addicted." I: "?" Twelve o'clock at night. Just finished posting the video of sweet and sour rib rice. Immediately, dozens of comments poured in: "If you post these again at midnight, I'll have someone execute you." “Don't mix in the morning, don't mix in the afternoon, then at midnight you pick up a crazy spoon and mix and mix.” “Psychologist, I can't stand it anymore, I'm drooling and can't breathe…” “Can you send it across a small lake, IP: Australia.” …… Looking at everyone's cravings, I put down the phone in satisfaction. But I got a headache looking at the big bowl of sweet and sour rib rice in front of me. When I was doing it because I was filming a video, I did a lot of work. I eat less myself. The refrigerator in the house often loses power. Don't dare put it in. Should it really be abandoned? Wondering. Suddenly I heard a loud "Duang" sound in the bedroom. As if someone fell from the bed. I just remembered. Uh huh. I have one roommate. It's just that he's a bit strange. It seems like he hates me a little. For half a year, you have never said a word to me. Close the door tightly every day. Sometimes when I come home from school. Saw him bent over, butt up, looking through the refrigerator. Just heard the noise. Immediately like a startled ostrich, he ran back to his room. With a "bang" the door closed. As if I were some kind of sea monster. If you're even one step late, I'll eat you alive. Makes people angry and funny at the same time. Tall and thin body, definitely a boy. There's probably nothing to fear from me. The only explanation is that he hates me and doesn't want to communicate. But I really don't think I committed any crime. But we still have to stay together for three years. To reconcile relations. I decided to give him some leftover food. I just don't know if he will criticize me or not. Feeling nervous, I carried the bowl and gently knocked on his door. The rustling inside suddenly fell silent. Instead there was an unusual silence. As if waiting for me to speak. I cleared my throat: "Hello, sorry to bother you." “I cook a little too much. If you don't mind, can you help me eat less?” Just finished speaking. A whole minute passed, there was no sound inside. When I was a bit disappointed, I said "I'm sorry" and was about to turn around and leave. The room door "squeaked" and opened a small crack, but there was no one. Only one hand came out. Under the dim light, it was long and slender, with clear knuckles. The person inside still said nothing. As if reluctantly accepting, sir I accept it. Makes me mad. I almost shouted: "Even if I feed it to the dogs, I won't even feed a disrespectful guy like you!" But doing so will make our relationship even more tense in the future. Or maybe he'll rush out and hit me. That tall body slapped me so hard that it stuck to the wall and couldn't be taken down. So I suppressed my anger and placed the bowl firmly in his hand. Eat, eat, eat to death you arrogant bastard. After finishing, I immediately turned around and left. Completely ignoring the opposite hand, it clearly stopped for a moment, then a soft "Thank you" rang out in the room. It was as if I had exhausted all my courage to say it, it sounded like it was being forced from the bottom of my throat. Although I really don't like this arrogant and arrogant name. But from then on, I finally found a place to deal with the leftover food. It's just that I never personally gave him the bowl again. Just knock on the door and put the bowl on the ground. Say one sentence: "Eat." It feels like raising a cold, arrogant little puppy. After that, there were a few times when I was in a bad mood and I didn't like looking at him. I added a few tubes of mustard to his hamburger. Then he crossed his arms and sat quietly in the living room, waiting for him to come out and confront him. Unexpectedly, there was still no movement inside. Just when I started to doubt whether he had eaten it or had thrown it straight into the trash. Suddenly I heard a frantic rummaging sound in the room. Then, as if it had finally been found, there was the sound of "gulp gulp" drinking water greedily. Yet he still didn't come out and scold me. It seems that he is also a patient person and has a good personality. Once again, I was stunned by group exercises. Lazily pushed the door into the house. Just turned on the light. Then I saw a small, simply wrapped gift box on the table. Next to it is a piece of paper. “Thank you for your rice.” The handwriting is very beautiful, even written with a fountain pen. Makes me feel like crying. It feels like the cold puppy I worked so hard to raise is finally willing to let me pat its head. All frustration and patience are rewarded. I took the gift box. At first I thought a simple little box like this, even if there was only a hand-folded paper crane inside, would make me happy. When I opened it, it turned out to be a beautiful, sophisticated watch. Looks like a men's watch, a bit big on the wrist. But if I'm not mistaken, this seems to be a Rolex... Probably from Pinduoduo! My dad also has one. I bought it for him so he could show off and wear it every day to play cards. Then he pretended to accidentally roll up his sleeves. He acted very well. But even if it's cheap on Pinduoduo, it's also a matter of heart. I just found out I'm missing a watch, so I'll just wear it for now. In return for your roommate's gift.