From shock, disbelief, anger to numbness, Mu Yuze went through them all in the span of minutes. Just when he thought that things could not get worse, He Juan always had a way to prove him wrong again and again.
In the first box, he found a few sets of identical oversized shirts, just in different colors – light blue, dark blue, deep maroon and black. That's right, it was the exact same shirt He Juan had lent him the first night he moved in. He liked how light and cozy it felt on his skin. Very much. And thus, he always wore it to sleep as often as he could. But liking it did not mean he wanted He Juan to buy him more! Hadn't Mu Yuze told him that only one was enough?!
Alas, when he confronted He Juan about it, all the man said was, "No take backsies~"
He wore such a smug and pleased look that Mu Yuze had the urge to punch him in the face. Of course, it was only a brief impulse. Not that he could – or would – hurt this man for real.
