On the third day, Oliver Si sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed and said grimly, "Don't come over here."
Ethan Zhou leaned against the door frame with one shoulder, shirtless, barefoot in camouflage trousers, as if he wanted to get closer but didn't dare to: "You... Comrade Xiao Si, what exactly are you dissatisfied with?"
"No," Oliver Si said coldly, "everything is fine."
"But you look very unhappy."
"You're seeing things."
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