After accidentally kissing a roommate

Song Xuan replied with a "smiling" expression, then moved his fingers neatly, set Luo Ziyang as Do Not Disturb for messages, and directly exited the dialog box.

The door of his room was ajar, and the sound from outside the room was transmitted to the room through the corridor, and was amplified infinitely in the quiet autumn night, taking most of Song Xuan's thoughts away.

He heard Chen Aowen, who was separated by the wall, moved his chair and stood up, opened the closet door and closed it again after a few seconds, and then the sound of footsteps appeared in the corridor, followed by the sound of the bathroom door closing.

While listening to the movement outside the door, Song Xuan maintained the posture of holding the phone with one hand and did not move. When the sound of water washing against the white porcelain floor tiles sounded in the bathroom, Song Xuan regained his attention. his own bedroom.

The screen of the mobile phone held in his right hand was already black, and Song Xuan's face was clearly reflected on the smooth and bright screen. He noticed that he was holding his breath, saw the confusion in his eyes, and realized that he had just drifted away for a moment. He lowered his eyes Staring at it for a long time, he only felt that his expression had never appeared in the past years, which made him a little strange.

There was a bath towel hanging around his neck, and there were drops of water dripping from his temples. Song Xuan grabbed a corner of the towel and wiped it, then turned on the phone screen again.

Although Luo Ziyang always couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth, the last two words he said still had a certain impact and thought on Song Xuan.

Yeah, why?

Is it because they are just ordinary roommates and not very close friends?

But during the military training in high school, Song Xuan stood in the military posture for a whole day under the scorching sun. At night, there was only a big bathhouse in the military training base, and he just washed it with the classmates he just met. He never felt that there was any problem.

They are all men, so what is the difference between Chen Aowen and his former classmates?

Song Xuan didn't take Luo Ziyang's phrase "kissing out affection" to heart, but he did give him some hints, and he began to think whether part of the reason was because of Halloween.

Even though neither of them took the initiative to mention this matter, it was a fact that they met that night. This matter was too unusual, so if there was any embarrassment hidden in Song Xuan's heart all the time, it would appear in their daily life at any time. Get out.

Before thinking about it, Song Xuan's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and a video call popped up with the system's default ringtone.

The hands holding the phone shook, and after seeing clearly that the video call was from his mother, Song Xuan breathed out and pressed the connect button.

It's dark here in the United States, but it's morning in China. It's just past [-]:[-] am. When the video was first connected, the picture faltered a bit, but it could be seen that the morning sun was just emerging, and it was a fine and sunny day.

During the few seconds waiting for the signal to respond, Song Xuan flicked the messy and wet hair on the top of his head towards the camera. The faint lavender smell lingered from the hair to the fingertips, and Song Xuan sniffed it lightly and couldn't help sighing.

As soon as he finished sighing, the screen on the phone became smoother, and the face of Song Xuan's mother Xu Linjie appeared in the center of the screen.

"What's the matter, son? Why are you sighing?"

Song Xuan: "...It's okay, why are you outside? Where's my dad?"

The video shakes slightly, and the scenery behind Xu Linjie keeps receding, obviously walking outdoors.

Xu Linjie: "Your dad is still sleeping. I'm taking a walk in the neighborhood and I'm planning to go back now. Have you finished your shower? What are you doing in your room?"

Song Xuan pointed his mobile phone at the teaching materials on the desktop: "Nothing to do, just read the book."

"Why do you stay in your room and read every time you make a phone call? Don't you go out and ask your classmates to meet and chat?"

"Mom..." Song Xuan was very helpless, "Of course I'm in the room when I want to make a video call with you. If I'm outside with my classmates, can I still call you when I'm free?"

"Oh, yes." Xu Linjie continued to ask, "Have you gone out to play recently? It's almost the end of the year, and there are many festivals in the United States, right? I saw a lot of parties in American TV dramas. Have you gone to play and met female classmates? ?”

Song Xuan: "..."

Ms. Xu Linjie is quite open-minded. Unlike other parents who ask their children not to fall in love while they are studying, because Song Xuan is outstanding in appearance, she has been insinuating and asking if there is any girl she likes since Song Xuan was in high school. on the road of disappointment

Song Xuan directly avoided his mother's question and changed the subject: "There are a lot of festivals recently, and there will be a Thanksgiving next week. Some of my classmates organized an event, and I will take some photos for you to see."

Xu Linjie: "Okay."

"That's right." Song Xuan flipped through the calendar and said, "This year's winter vacation is short. I've thought about it for a long time. I won't be going back to China this year. I'll spend the Spring Festival here with my classmates."

When Song Xuan got the class schedule at the beginning of this semester, he mentioned this possibility to his parents.

Song Xuan went back last year, but being bored at home during the Chinese New Year is still boring, and Song Xuan is always uncomfortable when facing relatives who talk too much nonsense when visiting.Later, he heard from Tan Min that there were many Chinese students staying at the school, they gathered together to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, and the atmosphere was as harmonious as in China, and they could also set off fireworks.

Because this matter was mentioned before and she had been vaccinated, Xu Linjie didn't have much reaction when she heard Song Xuan's decision now.

Xu Linjie said: "Then you take good care of yourself abroad, and your father and I stay in China to accompany our own parents."

Song Xuan nodded: "Understood, on New Year's Eve, I will call my grandparents and grandparents to pay New Year's greetings. Please keep the red envelope for me. I will give it to me when I come back. Don't take it privately."

Xu Linjie feigned anger and said, "You are a money fanatic, you still miss the red envelope if you don't come back."

The mother and son at both ends of the screen laughed for a while, and Xu Linjie asked again: "Are you used to eating at school? How did you lose weight? Let me send you some domestic items. I will starve to death during the winter vacation." what to do?"

"The school cafeterias won't all be closed." But Song Xuan still asked, "What are you going to send, let me tell you first?"

Xu Linjie said: "Canned meat, ready-to-eat cooked food, hot pot base, what can I send you? You don't know how to cook...These are mainly to keep you from being too collapsed in the crowd on New Year's Eve." , you can’t always be your classmate cooking, and you just watch by the side, do you want to?”

Song Xuan responded positively: "Yes!"

"If you have a chance, find a classmate who can cook." Xu Linjie shook her head slightly and sighed: "If you can't cook, how will you marry a wife in the future..."

Song Xuan: "..."

He didn't answer this sentence, and when the surroundings suddenly became quiet, Song Xuan suddenly and keenly noticed a very subtle sound behind him. He turned his head and saw that Chen Aowen had come out of the shower at some point. He was half leaning on the armrest of the sofa at the door of Song Xuan's room, looking down at his phone.

He didn't move or raise his head. He didn't know if he heard the conversation between Song Xuan's mother and son, but just maintained this posture.

On the phone, Xu Linjie continued to ask: "Apart from food, do you want anything else? Anyway, it's going to be sent, so why not send it together."

"Oh..." Song Xuan slowly turned around and said, "I don't need anything else, you can buy it here."

Xu Linjie: "Understood, just eat. Then I will go back and prepare to hang up first. You can continue reading and go to bed early."

Song Xuan: "Well, bye~"

After hanging up the phone, Song Xuan turned around, and Chen Aowen just stood up and walked two steps here.

Chen Aowen shook his phone: "I asked Andrew just now, he won't be back until after Thanksgiving, so I still need you and your key until next Thursday."

Song Xuan nodded: "This is no problem."

Just finished chatting with my mother about the Spring Festival, Song Xuan was thinking about the hot pot ingredients that will be sent soon, and was planning to eat with some friends in his mind, so he asked Chen Aowen, "Will you go back to France during the winter vacation?"

Chen Aowen originally wanted to go back to the room, but he paused when he heard the words: "If you don't go back, what's wrong?"

Song Xuan: "Then what are your arrangements for the Spring Festival at school?"

"There is no arrangement." Chen Aowen said, "Maybe we should cook some dumplings."

Speaking of dumplings, Song Xuan thought of the plate of fried dumplings that Chen Aowen made before, and suggested to him: "Then do you want to live with us? They are all Chinese students studying abroad. I heard that the people who stayed here for the New Year last year were In this way, each person cooks one or two dishes and puts together a table to eat together, which is much more lively than eating dumplings alone. Are you coming?"

Chen Aowen nodded after looking at Song Xuan for a moment: "Come."

After getting an affirmative answer, Song Xuan was overjoyed and said ashamedly: "But I don't know how to cook, until that day..."

I bring hot pot base.

However, half a sentence was still in his mouth, Chen Aowen interrupted suddenly: "You don't need to learn."

Song Xuan: "?"

"...It is enough for one of the two people to be able to cook." Chen Aowen added, "I can help you cook whatever you want."

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Chen Aowen: What kind of wife do you marry? Raise and abolish him.