After accidentally kissing a roommate

Song Xuan admitted that he seemed to be bewitched by Chen Aowen.

Through the sweater, Chen Aowen's palms on the back were scorching hot, and with his finger arching just now, Song Xuan's whole body was crisp and numb.

Lying on Chen Aowen's body, the chests and abdomens of each other were close to each other, and every ups and downs of breathing could form a clear outline and branded on Song Xuan's heart.

Chen Aowen's earlobes were also red, but his eyes were fixed on Song Xuan for a long time.

He stared until Song Xuan looked away in a panic, stood up, and sat back on the edge of the sofa.

After a little fiddling with his hand, Song Xuan stuffed the phone back into Chen Aowen's hand: "Forget it, I can't unlock your lock, so I won't delete it."

Chen Aowen is very considerate now: "If you really want to delete it, I will unlock it for you."

"Forget it." Song Xuan stood up, thought for a while and added, "You can only watch it by yourself!"

Chen Aowen smiled: "Okay."

He was reluctant to show such a lovely Song Xuan to others.

In this way, the video was finally preserved.

In the next few days, after Song Xuan practiced the uvula sound more proficiently, he began to memorize new words.

Pronunciation of the uvula sound alone and in the words will be slightly different, but with Chen Aowen's help to correct it, Song Xuan learned it quickly and standard.He has a strong memory, and many sentences can be memorized in his mind after reading them once. In the last few days of winter vacation, Song Xuan could even carry on the simplest conversations.

The remaining days of winter vacation are fleeting.

There is one day before school starts, Song Xuan is sitting on the sofa hugging a pillow and wasting time, and a comparison video is playing on the phone - what is the difference between French and English words with the same spelling.

Halfway through, he looked up and asked as if he suddenly remembered something: "Chen Aowen, do you have a French name?"

Chen Aowen: "Yes, it's Davis."

Song Xuan: "I'm not referring to this kind of short name that any international student can choose for himself, but the complete first name and last name."

"Yes." Chen Aowen opened his lips lightly, "It's Davis Owen Lemaire."

He pronounced it in French, with a soft and jumping tone, Song Xuan repeated it, and the pronunciation was not bad at all.

Chen Aowen listened, and smiled slightly: "Well, the middle name Owen sounds like my Chinese name Aowen, and Lemaire is my mother's last name."

Song Xuan asked again: "Is that the middle name that was chosen first or the Chinese name that was chosen first?"

Chen Aowen: "Not sure, I haven't asked them. But I guess it might be the Chinese name that was chosen first, otherwise I wouldn't have put Owen in the middle."

The middle name in Western countries is almost directly ignored by people.

Song Xuan nodded and repeated it again, but he preferred to pronounce his middle name, so Owen Lemaire always pronounced it out loud.

Chen Aowen was itchy when he was called out: "What's wrong? You keep calling me that."

Song Xuan: "I think it sounds good."

Chen Aowen: "But I've never heard you call me Davis before."

Song Xuan thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be true.

On the first day they met in the garden in front of this house, Chen Aowen had said a relatively easy-to-remember English name when introducing himself, but since they rented together for a year and a half, Song Xuan has been calling him by his first and last names.

Song Xuan thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I think Chinese names are more intimate than English names."

The repetition rate of English names is high, and there is only one Davis, which always seems to be a soulless label.

But Owen Lemaire was different again.

Owen, Owen.

The whispering of the surname is removed, and the intimacy can be felt just by listening.

Song Xuan asked again: "Does anyone else know this name?"

Chen Aowen: "No, I just told you."

In fact, it was also because only Song Xuan had asked him for so long.

Chen Aowen is of Chinese nationality, and he used Chinese pinyin in the exam. Naturally, the French name given by his parents in private will not be entered into the teaching system.

As a result, this name suddenly became a secret that only Song Xuan and Chen Aowen knew.

Song Xuan said, "Does that mean that, at least on this campus, only I can call you that?"

"Yes." As if suddenly thinking of a beautiful scene, Chen Aowen said with a smile, "I won't tell other people, and only you will know about it in the future."

"I just let you call me that."

The next day, the school report day.

At the beginning of February, the temperature and climate still made people feel a bit cold, but the spring semester of the second year of Songxuan University had officially started.

Song Xuan and Chen Aowen went out together as usual. When they passed the stone road, Song Xuan glanced at his bicycle.

There is now visible dust on the seat.

Chen Aowen caught his gaze, and said in a calm tone, "Want to ride a bike?"

Song Xuan: "Not really."

Since the last semester, it has become a habit to go in and out together. If we don't get together someday, Song Xuan will feel that something is missing.

After getting into the car, Song Xuan continued: "I just suddenly discovered that your car has been idle for so long, but it has been in use since last semester."

When he was a freshman, Chen Aowen always took the public bus to school.

Song Xuan: "I will rub your car every day from now on, do I have to pay you for gas and hard work?"

Judging from the nearly 100% overlapping class time in their schedules, it is foreseeable that they will go out together every day in the future.

This is of course a joke.

Chen Aowen said, "Okay."

Song Xuan:?

"That……?"

Chen Aowen: "Then let's have lunch together every day, go to C1, invite me."

Although I usually live in two different campuses due to professional reasons, the lunch break of the school is long enough. C1 is located in the middle of the two campuses, and it only takes ten minutes to walk, which is not far away.

Song Xuan subconsciously agreed: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, he realized it later.

Why did you suddenly make an appointment for lunch every day?

Who spoke first?

Thinking carefully about the geographic location of C1, Song Xuan suspected that Chen Aowen had planned this for a long time.

But Song Xuan didn't ask and didn't poke it, just covered the corners of his mouth with his hands, and walked all the way to the school.

On the day of the report, the flow of people on campus was relatively dense.

The car parked on the side of the road under the Academic Affairs Building, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen got out of the car one after another to clock in.

A very common move, reported like this for the previous two semesters, but today seems a bit unusual.

As soon as they got out of the car and walked a few steps upstairs, they saw the students walking around looking sideways and exchanging glances with each other, their eyes were straightforward and bold.

Song Xuan was a little puzzled, but the doubts were quickly answered, because a girl came up and asked, "Are you members of Endlesssummer at the end of last semester?"

Song Xuan knew it, this was the aftermath of the carnival stage that has continued to this day.

Although I heard from Tan Min that many students asked for high-definition videos of the two on the school's official twitter website, the attention he and Chen Aowen received seemed to be much higher than expected.

After receiving Song Xuan's affirmative answer, the girl in front of her was a little happy, and a trace of blush appeared on both sides of her wheat-colored cheeks.

"My name is Alex. I was in the audience when you performed the final performance a month ago. I like you very much." Alex is a typical European and American girl with a warm personality, bold and straightforward when expressing her love. She took out her mobile phone and asked Song directly. Xuan, "Can I add you as a friend?"

Song Xuan:?

He was very surprised.

It's not that no girl has ever liked Song Xuan, but that was when she was in high school in China, she had a secret crush in adolescence, and her eyes were covered.

But it was the first time that he was confessed in public like today.

When he first arrived in the United States, Song Xuan obviously felt that his affinity for the opposite sex had suddenly declined, probably because he was young, with a hint of childishness on his face, and the ideal type of European and American girls is the football team captain in American dramas.

Song Xuan thought that this situation would last for four years until graduation, but he didn't know that his appearance and temperament had matured a lot in the past year and a half, and the edges and corners began to be distinct.

In addition to the accident, it was more panic, as if being caught in public.

Song Xuan keenly felt that after Alex finished speaking, Chen Aowen next to him paused, and his air pressure suddenly dropped.

Taking a sneak peek, the corners of Chen Aowen's mouth were straightened, and his eyes were ice-cold.

Song Xuan quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I..."

Without the experience of rejecting others, Song Xuan subconsciously turned to Chen Aowen for help.

Chen Aowen immediately said: "It's not convenient for him to add you."

Alex's eyes rolled over the two of them, and he had a vague guess in his heart, because rotten girls do not know national borders, after the carnival day last semester, many people publicly expressed their cp.

But she still asked one more question: "Uh... Are you his?"

"How should I put it..." Chen Aowen glanced at Song Xuan, put his long arms on Song Xuan's shoulders, and gave an ambiguous and whimsical answer, "We live together now."

Song Xuan: "..."

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