After accidentally kissing a roommate

The nurse turned around and left after leaving this sentence. After hearing this, Song Xuan subconsciously looked at Chen Aowen beside him.

Chen Aowen rested his fingers on his knees, curled them up and then released them, silently without rebuttal.

When the nurse's footsteps had gone away, Chen Aowen turned his head, but Song Xuan looked away the moment their eyes met.

For a moment, none of them spoke.

The silence at this moment belongs to their tacit understanding, and only breathing is secretly flowing in this space.

Song Xuan lowered his eyes and glanced at their current posture.

He himself had already sat on the soft chair, with the back of the chair obviously supporting him, but his upper body was still limp, half leaning on Chen Aowen's body, letting Chen Aowen hug him.

Chen Aowen's chin was pressed against Song Xuan's forehead.

I don't blame the nurse for thinking that way, this is a very ambiguous action in itself, unlike ordinary friends, let alone roommates who share the rent.

They all have selfish intentions, but...

Even if they were aware of this, they refused to move away.

Song Xuan is a patient, and now his will is weak, and he just wants to let himself rely on Chen Aowen.

So Song Xuan half-closed his eyes, huddled in his down coat and chose to "play dead".

The infusion hall was very quiet.

Most of the other patients who need to hang water around are resting, and no one speaks.

Chen Aowen was sitting on Song Xuan's right hand. He was looking up at the infusion bottle, but after a few minutes, his eyes fell on the electronic clock by the wall.

It is already noon.

Chen Aowen lowered his head and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? I'll go out and buy."

Song Xuan: "I have a sore throat, and there's no porridge here... Forget it, go and eat some. I'll take care of the bottle myself."

Chen Aowen rolled up his collar for him: "I'll go out and have a look, and I'll be back soon."

When people are sick, what they want to eat most is the food from their hometown. However, the restaurants around the hospital are almost all Western-style fast food, without porridge or rice or small wontons.

Thinking that Song Xuan was hanging water, Chen Aowen didn't dare to go too far, and searched along the street, and finally found a piece of pasta, which was barely accepted by the Chinese stomach.

When he returned to the infusion hall, Song Xuan still had his eyes closed.

He was wearing a down jacket and a wide hat. The white fluff around the brim of the hat surrounded his entire face. His long eyelashes stuck to his lower eyes. His cheeks were bloodless and fragile.

Chen Aowen approached, and gently pressed Song Xuan's side face with his palm. The heat was not as high as when he was in the car in the morning. Song Xuan looked up at him after feeling the touch.

Chen Aowen sat down with his face in his hands: "Eat some of this."

This noodle is not the thin and soft noodles that Song Xuan is used to eating in China, but closer to the chewy pasta. However, Chen Aowen asked the store to cook it for a while, and the sour tomato juice is not bad. Work up an appetite.

With Chen Aowen's hand, Song Xuan took a few bites.

Chen Aowen: "Is it possible?"

Song Xuan: "It's okay, I don't have much appetite when I have a cold."

When he was speaking, Song Xuan's left hand was hung with a hanging bottle, resting on the armrest, his five fingers were stiff and did not dare to move, while his right hand was palm up, rubbing lightly on the armrest of the chair uncomfortably.

Chen Aowen lowered his eyes and saw that Song Xuan was scratching the wound on the back of his hand.

The small wound scraped by the branch last night has begun to scab and heal, and the flesh will always be a little itchy during the healing process.

Chen Aowen asked: "Is the back of your hand uncomfortable?"

Song Xuan: "Well, it's itchy, I want to scratch it."

But he had a hanging bottle in his left hand, so he didn't dare to move it easily.

Song Xuan had a deep fear of the needles piercing his skin, and always felt that the needles would wander off wantonly when he moved.

So I can only rub against the armrest.

Chen Aowen stared, feeling that the hand that was close at hand was not rubbing against the armrest, but scratching his heart through the air.

After feeding Song Xuan a few more mouthfuls of noodles, after Song Xuan shook his head and said "I don't want to eat", Chen Aowen finally squeezed Song Xuan's wrist: "Don't rub it, if the skin breaks again, the hospital will It's all bacteria again."

With his fingertips resting on the blood vessels on the inside of his wrist, Chen Aowen felt Song Xuan's pulse and the still warm skin. He rolled his Adam's apple and said, "If you feel itchy, I'll pinch it for you."

Song Xuan paused when he heard the words, his eyes wandered for a while, and then he said: "Oh, yes..."

Chen Aowen's fingertips slid down his wrist to Song Xuan's palm.

In my impression, this seemed to be the first time Chen Aowen held Song Xuan's hand like this.

His left hand held Song Xuan's entire palm without any force, but it also gave Song Xuan enough support to let Song Xuan rest on it. Chen Aowen's right index finger gently stroked along the direction of Song Xuan's bone extension. However, the fingertips revolved around the wound.

"Is it better?" Chen Aowen asked.

The itching on the back of the hand was indeed relieved, but Song Xuan still felt that the situation was not much better at all.

His heart dangled like a feather floating in the air.

Without answering Chen Aowen's question, Song Xuan talked about other things and changed the subject: "By the way, last carnival day, the results of the band's voting came out, and we were number one."

Chen Aowen didn't care much about this result: "Well, what rewards are there? Tan Min seems to have said before that free coupons for the school's minibar will be issued?"

Song Xuan: "Last year's prize was this. This year's upgrade has given me a two-day-one-night rental voucher for a forest villa."

It has been emphasized countless times that their school has a large campus area.

How big is it?It is so big that there is even a forest on campus.

There are flowers and trees in the forest. It is said that students majoring in plants and flowers often have field trips, and students from other departments also like to go for a walk in the forest.

On the edge of the forest near Campus Avenue, a villa has been built, which can be rented by students for overnight or parties.

Song Xuan continued: "Originally Tan Min said that he wanted to use the coupons during the winter vacation, and we went to the wooden house to celebrate the New Year together, but after getting the coupons, we found out that they are not open during the winter vacation, so we will wait until the next semester to make time."

Chen Aowen: "Am I coming too?"

"Of course you are together, you are also a member of us." Song Xuan said, "Moreover, most of the audience votes are because they like the song we both sang..."

At the end Song Xuan added: "Tan Min told me so."

Every year on Carnival Day, there are many song programs, resulting in fierce competition.

Strictly speaking, their band is not the most advantageous in terms of voice or music style, because many bands formed by local American students are more open-minded and more in line with Western aesthetics, so Song Xuan is not right to take the first place Don't expect too much, just ask for a "best effort".

At the beginning, Song Xuan only knew that when they left the stage, the audience's response and applause were very strong, but he didn't expect to be the first in popularity.

Later, according to Tan Min, the number of votes cast for them was largely due to the duet between Song Xuan and Chen Aowen at the end, and even on the night after the carnival ended, many students posted on the official account of the university’s twitter Download the full video of Song Xuan and Chen Aowen's love song duet.

The song Myonlyone became one of the biggest hits of the whole carnival day.

Of course, another "burst point" was the very insane Show-K band before. Because of the laxative drink, they threw the boomerang at themselves, screwed up the show, and became the biggest joke and negative teaching material of the night.

Chen Aowen's fingertips stroking back and forth paused for a moment: "Really? They like the two of us?"

Song Xuan: "...um."

Song Xuan: "But even if it's not because of this, you should come together. You are not just saving the scene. From the day you join, you are a member of our band."

After hearing this, Chen Aowen seemed to recall it in his mind for a few seconds, and then replied: "Well, I'm one of you."

Sometimes, Song Xuan felt that Chen Aowen was a little strange.

He always seems to be out of the group.

When they rented together just now, Chen Aowen was silent and seldom talked, as if he only regarded the house as a pure residence, and did not take the initiative to provoke conversations, nor did he take the initiative to draw in the relationship between roommates.

Later, Song Xuan watched the interaction between Chen Aowen and his teammates on the ice hockey team, and found that he was also like this. He cooperated tacitly during the game, but after all, he was more like a lone wolf.

Song Xuan subconsciously felt that Chen Aowen probably didn't enjoy this kind of loneliness in his heart, so he has been trying to gently pull him into his circle, taking him to a party on Halloween and going to the Thanksgiving dinner together, They were all invitations from Song Xuan's subconscious mind.

After being distracted for a moment, Song Xuan thought of another question: "That day, what did you sing in the Spanish part of Myonlyone? Is it a literal French translation?"

"It's French, but it's not a literal translation." Chen Aowen said, "It's a French love poem. Jen'aienviequedet'aimer, translated into Chinese is..."

"I have no desire other than to love you."

The author has something to say: The young lovers are quietly talking about love again!