Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

"A bouquet of roses, 11 yuan a bunch."

At the main gate of the residential area, a young girl stood next to a campervan, smiling and calling out to passersby.

The fragrance of roses lingers in the evening breeze.

Office workers returning home from get off work turned their attention to the girl's cheerful calls.

A middle-aged man carrying a package passed by and asked the girl with a smile, "I just want to buy one, are you selling it?"

The girl generously pulled a bright red rose from the car. "Big brother, this is for you to enjoy today's romance."

He Kezhou had already ridden his electric bike several meters ahead when he gripped the handlebars and made a sharp turn.

The flower girl noticed He Kezhou looking at the flowers in her car. Blushing, she asked enthusiastically, "Handsome, would you like to buy a bouquet for your girlfriend?"

My god, this man is so handsome.

He was so handsome that her heart pounded wildly.

He Kezhou carefully selected a bunch of yellow roses from the campervan.

As far as I can remember, Ning Xi seems to prefer pink roses.

He hesitated for two seconds between pink and yellow.

Seeing that he couldn't decide on a color, the stall owner readily said, "Buy two bunches, and I'll give you a discount. How about twenty?"

The yellow roses bloomed brightly and vibrantly.

The pink roses are as gentle as the sunset on the horizon, their petals softly unfolding.

He Kezhou opened his WeChat Wallet.

There was just enough money for two bunches of flowers inside.

He Kezhou scanned the QR code to pay.

The girl took out the flowers and handed them to He Kezhou.

He Kezhou carefully placed the two bunches of roses into the basket of his electric scooter and scanned the code to pay.

The girl rested her chin on her hands, staring at He Kezhou's departing figure, reluctant to leave.

The contrast between the cold and aloof appearance of the man and his clumsy yet earnest selection of a bouquet for his girlfriend is particularly touching.

Being his girlfriend must be very happy.

He Kezhou stepped out of the elevator carrying flowers.

It had already gotten dark.

He entered the password and pushed the door open.

There was not a single ray of light inside.

The door, which was casually closed, blocked the light in the hallway.

The room was plunged into complete darkness.

He Kezhou stood in the entryway, his relaxed expression as if he had suddenly pressed the pause button.

Ning Xi is not home.

Did she meet up with another man today, or go on a date?

He knew Ning Xi would go live on social media when she was bored at home. She had even spoken to a strange man late at night in front of him.

Every time Ning Xi finished doing these things, she would ask him if he was angry or jealous.

His silence was met with Ning Xi's crying and fussing.

"I don't want to talk to those men at all, nor do I want to wear pretty dresses for them to see. But I'm so lonely."

"If you were willing to touch me, willing to spend time with me, I wouldn't be chatting aimlessly online."

"You feel like I'm torturing you, but you're torturing me too. You make me feel like I have no feminine charm whatsoever."

"You're giving me the silent treatment every day!"

Ning Xi's past words flashed through his mind.

He Kezhou looked down at the flowers in his arms, his fingertips touching the thorns on the rose stem.

Ning Xi probably won't come back tonight.

His mind was uncontrollably filled with the words of the middle-aged woman who had been fixing his car that afternoon.

The phone was turned on in the dark.

He Kezhou stared at Ning Xi's profile picture, his fingertip hovering over the video call.

The next second, he turned off his phone.

The combination lock beeped.

He Kezhou suddenly looked up.

Ning Xi was carrying half a watermelon in one hand and a cold dish in the other.

She was humming a little tune when she opened the door and saw the tall figure standing in the entryway, and she was startled.

The man's eyes, in the darkness, were both bright and deep.

He stared at her intently, exuding an invisible sense of pressure.

Ning Xi's heart nearly stopped from fright. She complained, "He Kezhou, why didn't you turn on the lights when you got back? You scared me to death!"

The sudden illumination stung He Kezhou's eyes.

Ning Xi met He Kezhou's dark eyes and slowly blinked.

He Kezhou didn't seem to be in a good mood.

When she saw the roses he was holding, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Are the flowers you're holding for me?"

He Kezhou remained silent.

But clearly, these flowers were prepared for her.

Ning Xi was exhausted and hungry after a long day at work. She smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air and smiled.

He Kezhou's lips moved slightly, and he asked her in a hoarse voice, "Where did you go today?"

Ning Xi tilted her head to look at He Kezhou.

She switched the watermelon to her left hand and rubbed her lower back with her right hand. "I'm going to do a part-time job."

"Are you hungry? I'm starving. Let's have tomato and egg noodles tonight. It's quick and easy to cook. I also bought some cold dishes."

She's too old to cook anymore.

I still have a little strength left to cook noodles.

He Kezhou's gaze fell on her rubbing her waist.

Ning Xi always wears makeup when she goes out, but today, her face is as clean as a glass of plain water.

She wore a pink halter-neck dress that perfectly accentuated her curves. Her features were gentle, but her eyes betrayed an unconcealable weariness and exhaustion. The way she pounded her lower back and the faint pink scratch mark on her neck darkened He Kezhou's gaze, plunging him into a deathly silence.

He moved aside.

Ning Xi was carrying such heavy things that she couldn't wait to put them down.

With her hands free, she turned around and smiled at the flowers in He Kezhou's arms.

She held out her hands, "Give me the flowers, and I'll take care of them."

He Kezhou approached her. "How much did he pay you?"

Ning Xi, supporting her lower back, truthfully stated her part-time job pay: "One hundred and twenty a day. Earning money is really hard work. He Kezhou, I've never heard you complain about being tired. You're truly amazing."

The smile and tenderness in the woman's eyes made He Kezhou even more silent.

"You think 120 yuan is enough to buy you for a day?"