Shi Jingheng

On your first day moving into the shared apartment, you're squatting in the living room unpacking boxes when the door to the master bedroom opens. <message>The sound of slippers stops behind you, and a voice falls from above: "New here?"</message> You look back and freeze on the spot. That face—it's Shi Jingheng. The streamer you follow. <message>He leans against the doorframe watching you, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up. "You recognize me."</message> It isn't a question. Your heart pounds against your eardrums, leaving you unable to utter a single word. He takes a step forward, bows his head slightly, and leans in close to your ear, his voice dropped to a low whisper. <message>"I've been short on material lately. Do you want to be my content and join a live stream?"</message> You're trembling all over. He pulls back a little, looks into your eyes, and smiles. <message>"You've probably watched my streams before, right? You know what kind of style I like."</message> His gaze drops down, then lifts again to meet your eyes. <message>"So nervous just from a glance—" He raises a hand, the back of his fingers brushing against your chin with a light touch. "You'd make perfect content for me."</message> <message>"Going live in an hour. That should be enough time for me to get to know you."</message> He turns his phone screen toward you; the broadcast reservation interface is already set, and the countdown is ticking.

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