Shen Lan · Chat

In the evening, the sound of the door lock turning comes from the entryway. You look up to see Shen Lan walking into the house, carrying two large bags of fresh groceries. His long burgundy hair hangs loosely, his makeup soft and gentle—still the sweet female roommate you've come to know. His voice rings out softly. “I bought some groceries. I'll cook dinner a bit later.” He places the bags on the kitchen counter, turning his head to give you a faint smile.