i want to be your roommate

three

After the embarrassing incident in the bathroom, Xu Niedi never forgot his clothes again, and every time he would put on his bathrobe in the bathroom and come out.Their bathing time is quite late, usually when Xu Niedi comes out of the shower, Song Yi falls asleep.

Song Yi is not well-behaved when he sleeps. In addition to kicking the quilt, he will turn over on the bed, and even have the experience of rolling under the bed. In the past few weeks of living with Xu Niedi, Song Yi has been hanging on his nerves, and he has never been stupid. .

Today's class during the day was boring theoretical study, and the homework assigned by the teacher was complicated and tedious. Song Yi was exhausted after finishing, and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow, and he didn't even have time to hug Teddy.

Xu Niedi turned off the fluorescent lamp in the dormitory and turned on a small lamp beside the bed. He was holding a science fiction novel in his hand, and there was only one chapter left to finish. He planned to read it before going to bed.

Song Yi turned over, and Xu Niedi turned over two pages.

Song Yi turned over again, and now he was close to the edge of the bed. Xu Niedi put down the book with a frown, got out of bed and stood beside Song Yi's bed, he was a little worried—sure enough, Song Yi turned over again One body, if Xu Niedi hadn't pushed it against him, he would have rolled out of the bed.Xu Niedi sighed, he was more and more surprised that such a serious person as President Song could raise such a stupid and cute son.

Xu Niedi bent down, passed his hands under Song Yi's armpit, supported his head with one hand, and supported his shoulder blade with the other, and was about to move him to the middle. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "Song Yi, I Move you to the middle of the bed."

What surprised Xu Niedi happened, Song Yi turned around by himself!

Xu Niedi almost laughed out loud, this was so much fun, he tried: "Move to the right a little more."

Song Yi moved to the right.

Xu Niedi raised his eyebrows, he began to suspect that Song Yi was pretending to sleep: "Song Yi? Song Yi?" Song Yi didn't respond.

Xu Niedi lowered his head, intertwined with Song Yi's breathing, and at the same time put his hands on his heart: "Song Yi?" The heartbeat of his subordinates was not disturbed.

Not pretending to be asleep, Xu Niedi straightened up, went back to the bed, got down again after a few minutes, covered Song Yi with a quilt, then walked to Song Yi's desk, and began to look through his files.

I thought it would take a while, but as soon as I opened the drawer, I saw a few A4 papers clamped with clips. The formulas on them were neatly arranged, and they were obviously sorted out. At the end of each page was written a chemical composition and The corresponding grams, the last one is a revision paper - certain ingredients are crossed out with red pens and replaced with others, and some grams are written with + how much or - how many in red pen.

Xu Niedi took pictures of every page and opened WeChat to send the pictures to his brother.

He looked back, Song Yi was still sound asleep, he didn't notice what Xu Niedi was doing, but Xu Niedi looked at him and chose to return in a daze.

It's still a few days.he thought.

After a few days, Xu Niedi invited Song Yi to play basketball.

"No," Song Yi buried himself in the question, "I didn't bring my jersey and sneakers."

"Where are your clothes?"

"I took it home and washed it last week." Song Yi turned to look at him, "I asked the driver to deliver it this week."

Xu Niedi thought of the socks and clothes in the basin on the balcony: "I thought you wanted to wash them in one day, but I didn't expect that. Then wear mine." Xu Niedi took out the jersey from the cabinet, "I have some clothes today. A good friend came to see me."

"Who?"

"A big vixen."

When Song Yi arrived at the stadium, he saw that the vixen Xu Niedi was talking about was really a standard fox with eyes and a fox figure. He was full of charm, but not alluring, and his height was about the same as Song Yi.

He tilted his head to look at Song Yi, and asked Xu Niedi, "Boyfriend?"

"No."

He nodded knowingly: "Oh, I haven't caught up yet."

"Hello," he stretched out his hand to greet Song Yi, "I'm Xu Jing, with a green next to the female character."

The name is so charming, Song Yi frowned: "I am Song Yi."

"Yiyi." Xu Jing called him familiarly, "Let's go play basketball."

Song Yi really didn't like Xu Jing, he was too aggressive, he always intercepted his own ball, and the occasional eye contact was slightly provocative, and this uncomfortable feeling reached its peak at the end.

He gave Xu Niedi the water he drank.

Xu Niedi refused, which made Song Yi relax a little.

Xu Jing smiled: "Dining together?" He was talking to Xu Niedi, and he didn't even glance at Song Yi from the corner of his eye.

Xu Niedi nodded and asked Song Yi, "Are you going?"

"No," Song Yi felt that he couldn't fit into the small world of the two of them, "I still have homework to do."

Xu Jing is studying at a university in a neighboring city, and today she simply came to meet Xu Niedi. He has already applied for a university in the United States and intends to go abroad for exchange.Xu Niedi invited him to eat seafood in a famous restaurant.

"Why did you just do that?"

Xu Jingxiang pretended to be puzzled: "Why?" He blinked his right eye.

Xu Niedi didn't like his flattery at all: "Why are you targeting Song Yi?"

"Oh, this matter," Xu Jing pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "help you, let him be jealous will promote the progress of the relationship."

"It's not what you think, he's from the Song family."

"The Song family?" Xu Jing was taken aback, "Could it be that you did it on purpose?"

"Almost." Xu Nedi didn't want to talk about it.

"Hurry up and stop." Xu Jing warned him, "You will fail."

"I don't believe it." Xu Niedi was wearing plastic gloves to peel the shrimp, "At least I'm not in love with him now." A pile of shrimp meat piled up in Xu Niedi's bowl, and he rang the bell to ask the waiter to bring a plastic packing box Come here, put the shrimp in, and then start with the clams and crab.

Xu Jing stuck her chopsticks in to pick it up, but Xu Niedi refused: "If you want to eat it, peel it yourself, this is for Song Yi."

Xu Jing stopped her chopsticks and looked at her friend with sympathetic eyes: "Are you not in love?"

"I call this a conspiracy."

Xu Jing clasped her hands together: "God, I just found out today that my good friend is a fool in love!"

After eating, Xu Niedi took Xu Jing to the hotel and went back to the dormitory. Song Yi had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed. , pulled the quilt over Song Yi's feet to cover his feet, Song Yi's nose and mouth were buried in the quilt, Xu Niedi pressed down, revealing his small and delicate bridge of nose.

Song Yi's appearance is very delicate, with an aristocratic air, completely different from a sunny boy like Xu Niedi, probably because of heredity and the fact that he is the eldest son.Xu Niehai also has nobleness, but his brother's nobleness makes people daunted, and Song Yi's nobleness makes people feel comfortable.

Xu Niedi looked at Song Yi's sleeping face, and couldn't help scratching his nose. Song Yi wrinkled his nose in his sleep, then stretched it out, and didn't wake up.

Xu Niedi recalled the scene at home. After he said the words "use love", Xu Niehai asked: What is love?

What is love, I probably want to kiss him when he doesn't know, Xu Niedi looked at Song Yi's trembling eyelashes, bent down and kissed Song Yi's nose, and said softly: "Good night." Then he hooked mouth up.

Song Yi couldn't hold back and opened his eyes, filled with doubts.

As if nothing happened, Xu Niedi said in a relaxed tone, "I woke you up."

Song Yi moved his feet, his feet were a little cold, they had been outside the bed for too long just now.

"Do you want to eat seafood?" Xu Niedi picked up the bag in his hand, "I've already dealt with it for you."

Song Yi shook his head: "I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

Xu Nedi tucked the quilt for him: "Then you go to sleep, I'll turn off the lights."

These days Song Yi was distracted, staying in the dormitory made him feel depressed, and when he looked at Xu Niedi, he would think wildly.

Why did he kiss me that night?Did he think I was asleep?Does he know that I know?Did he do it on purpose?Many questions lingered in Song Yi's mind, making him spend even longer in the lab.

When he went back at night, he found that his clothes had been washed and hung on the balcony.

"Is someone from my family here?" Song Yi asked Xu Niedi in a panic. What popped into his mind was not who was here, but whether Xu Niedi was in the dormitory. If he was in the dormitory, did he have any conflicts with his family members? Are you hurt?

"No." Xu Niedi walked to the balcony and pointed outside, "You want to ask this? I washed it for you."

Song Yi was stunned, his clothes were all wet on the balcony, apart from the usual jacket and pants, there were also underwear and socks.

Oh my god, do my socks stink?

Xu Niedi looked at the sluggish mimosa, feeling very happy: "Let me wash it for you in the future, and you tell the driver not to come and get it."

Song Yi's eyes flicked back and forth between his roommate and his clothes: "Don't do this."

"?"

"In this way, I will think too much," Song Yi tried to elaborate euphemistically, "I will have some misunderstandings..."

"No," Xu Niedi interrupted him, "Yiyi, you did not misunderstand."

Song Yi felt that he was standing on the ocean, the turbulent water was rising all the time, accompanied by the whistling sound of the sea wind, slapping the beach non-stop, he swallowed hard: "What do you mean?"

"I like you," Xu Niedi looked straight into his eyes, "Don't be so careful with me, Yiyi, I like you."

Song Yi accepted Xu Niedi as his new roommate, but did not accept Xu Niedi into his life.They study together, play basketball together, and eat together, but they are always separated by a transparent wall. Xu Niedi is always hovering by the wall. Occasionally Song Yi will hold it and talk to Xu Niedi. This is the closest relationship between the two of them. distance.

Now, Xu Niedi wants to break this wall and turn the distance into a negative number.

Song Yi's mind was in a mess: "I think...Xu Jing is fine." He was still struggling, like a fish in a puddle, looking forward to rain.

"He's fine, but I don't like it." Xu Nedi hugged him, "Don't rush to reply, you can think about it." He just hugged him like this, without doing anything more extreme.

The next day was the weekend, Song Yi fled home, Song's mother was very puzzled by his empty hands, Song Yi explained that he sent the clothes to the dry cleaner.He gave the improved plan to his father, and then played games at home for two days.

This kind of paralysis had no effect, once he was free, Xu Niedi's face entered Song Yi's mind, forcing him to think about the things between the two of them.Song Yi deliberately skipped two days of class before going back to school.

"I thought you weren't coming." Xu Nedi looked at him teasingly, pointing to a pile of milk in the corner of the bedroom, "I bought it for you."

Sweet milk, pure milk, red dates, milk, yoghurt... The dormitory has become a milk wholesale factory. What attracted Song Yi's attention was the bouquet of red roses on it, there were about 33 of them.

"This is for you. The confession was too hasty a few days ago, so I'm making it up now." Xu Nedi brought it to him.

Song Yi originally thought that only girls would like red roses, but now looking at the bouquet in his hand, Song Yi feels very happy, this kind of happiness is even more than when he is praised by his father and eats peeled chestnuts.

Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to try.

Maybe there will be love.

"Yiyi, what's your answer?" Xu Niedi pressed him.

Song Yi pursed his lips and smiled: "You can practice for a while first."

Xu Niedi laughed: "I will definitely become a regular as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: As an aside, for Zhao Sisi's story, please read the column "Thousands of Cars Galloping in My Mind", Super Ai Sisi!