After accidentally kissing a roommate

Chen Aowen rented out the third room?

Song Xuan subconsciously turned around and asked, "Why? Do you have friends coming to live?"

It is impossible for him to live in two houses by himself.

"No, no friends want to live here. I rent it because... I don't want anyone else to live here." Chen Aowen said while aligning the replaced shoes along the seams on the floor at the entrance, The stacks were neatly arranged. From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Song Xuan's expression and explained further, "Our living habits are the same, but if there is a new roommate, we have to break the current rules and adapt again, which is troublesome."

Indeed, Chen Aowen was right.

Finding someone to share rent seems to be the common choice of many international students far away, but getting along day and night under the same roof and making friends every day are completely different things, and it is not easy.Friends only need to be like-minded, but there is more to consider when being a roommate than personality.

Daily work and rest, hygiene habits, cleaning division, and even the details of all aspects of life need to seek common ground while reserving differences, but the two words of tolerance and compromise are much more difficult to do than to say.

The best situation is that the roommates share the comfort zone, but this kind of situation is rare. Song Xuan has lived in a good environment since he was a child. He is extremely picky about his living environment, otherwise he would not have chosen this place for so long. But so far, only Chen Aowen stepped on every comfort point of Song Xuan accurately.

He will clean the sink after using it, and wipe off the water splashed on the countertop; every Saturday morning, they will clean the public area, and the items will be neatly organized; the used tableware will be put back after cleaning bit; at night, he stayed quietly in his room and never made any inexplicable noises.

These are details.

Except for Chen Aowen, the roommates that Song Xuan has experienced are either sloppy - entering the house without washing dishes, changing shoes, or even sitting cross-legged on the sofa; or chaotic private life - bringing all kinds of girls back every day; or Like Zheng Zhijie, there are disagreements.All this was unbearable for him.

The word "details" is a great test for daily life, and it also consumes the relationship between people the most. Song Xuan heard that many friends drifted away because of conflicts after becoming roommates. Strangers of any emotional basis.

And they don't have the right to choose a new roommate, they can only let the landlord Andrew rent it out to tenants who come to the door. This is tantamount to opening a blind box, and the results of Song Xuan's previous blind boxes were not satisfactory .

The natural compatibility between Chen Aowen and Song Xuan is a surprise with a very low probability. Song Xuan feels that even if he looks at the entire campus, it may be difficult to find a second one.

So Song Xuan was happy to see the result, and said: "That's good, three people are really troublesome, it will be much more comfortable if there are only the two of us."

Chen Aowen repeated softly: "Well, it's just the two of us."

The two lived in a three-bedroom apartment. Song Xuan quickly thought about the issue of rent, and said to Chen Aowen, "By the way, how much is the rent for that room? I will transfer half of the money to you."

The house is expensive to rent.

The location is good, the decoration is excellent, and the area of ​​each room is large enough, which belongs to the quality of rental housing.

Song Xuan clicked on Andrew’s landlord’s homepage and browsed roughly at the beginning of renting. If he wants to rent the whole building, it will cost about 3 yuan per month in RMB.

The size and basic facilities of each room are slightly different, and the rent will also fluctuate. Song Xuan’s room is in the best condition, and he has to pay 1 yuan in rent every month. The conditions of the third room are slightly different. times, but no matter how low it is, it must be [-] yuan.

Song Xuan didn't know how Chen Aowen's family was, it shouldn't be bad, but what he considered was that after renting out the third room, he would also benefit from it, so the money should be shared equally between the two, and there was no shortage of money in his family. Naturally, he didn't want to owe Chen Aowen favors.

Chen Aowen said, "I'm not telling you to make you pay. I have a use for that room, and I may conduct experiments in it when necessary."

Song Xuan had seen Chen Aowen's experimental equipment before. It wasn't too small, but he didn't need to use the whole room. In order to prevent Chen Aowen from refusing, Song Xuan said: "I will pay half of the rent. That room belongs to the two of us, and my digital keyboard takes up too much space, so I can just move it into this room."

I don't know which point convinced Chen Aowen, his eyes moved slightly after hearing this, and he nodded for a while.

"By the way, the key..." Chen Aowen looked at the locked door and said, "Andrew gave me the key to this room before he left this morning, but I forgot the key on his desk and didn't take it with me." Let's go, Andrew will be back next week after a long trip, and I will unlock the room when he comes back."

Song Xuan was not in a hurry, nodded and said: "Okay."

"One more thing." Chen Aowen talked a lot, "I lost my key, so for the next week, I have to go in and out with you."

This is a bit of a hassle.

North Carolina is considered a relatively livable state in the United States, but the security is still not good. The bungalow they rented is surrounded by a fence, and they need to lock it with a key when going out.

The two of them are not in the same major. Chen Aowen is in the School of Engineering, and Song Xuan is studying Economics and Management. The class schedule is completely different, and it is different from the relative rules of engineering majors. From time to time, Song Xuan’s major will have group tasks or temporary activities that will drop from the sky, crowding out his spare time. time.

Song Xuan recalled briefly, in his impression, it seemed that Chen Aowen went home before him every day this semester.

So Song Xuan said: "Can you show me the timetable?"

Chen Aowen called up the electronic timetable, Song Xuan took it and compared it with his own, only felt that his own timetable was full and pitiful in comparison.

Song Xuan: "You...why do you have so few classes in the afternoon?"

Chen Aowen said: "There are really not many theoretical classes, but the rest of the time is spent on practical exercises."

He does always debug at the desk in his daily life.

Song Xuan then said: "Then you come to me after class, I can give you the key, you come back early."

"No need." Chen Aowen replied quickly without hesitation, "I can wait for you."

They stood at the door all the time while they were talking, Chen Aowen was next to Song Xuan, the shoulders of the two were no more than a punch away, the words "waiting for you" wrapped in Chen Aowen's warm breath, broke through the coolness of autumn and rolled into Song Xuan. Xuan's ears.

Song Xuan felt that his earlobe was slightly hot from being scolded, so he said "hmm" casually, took two steps back, and temporarily left Chen Aowen's side.

With a packing box in hand, Song Xuan walked around the big sofa in the living room to the dining room, took two plates from the dining cabinet above his head, opened the plastic bag, and took out the snacks one by one and put them on the plate.

There was an autumn wind outside the house, making the leaves rustle. Song Xuan lowered his head to look at the time, suddenly remembered something and suddenly raised his head, just in time to see Chen Aowen following his gaze.

The moment his eyes met, Chen Aowen had already turned his head quickly, but Song Xuan still caught it. He was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what Chen Aowen was looking at, and suspiciously took a picture of himself with the dark and reflective screen of his mobile phone. After making sure that there was no strange dirt on his face, he asked, "...You said you waited at the door for two hours? Did you eat then?"

Chen Aowen: "Not yet."

Two plates of dim sum were brought out, Song Xuan said: "Then let's eat together."

This stall selling Chinese dim sum is newly established. Song Xuan noticed it sharply when he passed by for the first time. After living in a foreign country for a long time, it is inevitable that he will miss the food of his hometown, but after trying a few of them, he found that the taste is rarely authentic Yes, this stall attracted Song Xuan because of its good appearance. The shrimp dumpling skin is as thin as paper, transparent as crystal, and the shrimp meat and bamboo shoots wrapped inside are mixed together, tender and plump.

He couldn't wait to take a bite, but the speed of chewing in his mouth gradually slowed down.

Song Xuan: emmmmm...

And Chen Aowen took a bite of the crystal cake, his expression was indescribable.

Song Xuan sighed: "It's not delicious."

Sitting opposite, Chen Aowen looked at Song Xuan's disappointed expression for a while, put down his chopsticks, got up to open the refrigerator, and said, "Don't eat this, I'll make fried dumplings."

Song Xuan:?

Song Xuan always ate out and never cooked by himself, so he never opened the quick-frozen layer. He asked in surprise, "There are dumplings in the refrigerator?"

Chen Aowen has already taken out a bag: "I bought it at the Asian supermarket last time."

What he bought was a traditional old domestic brand, which is a brand that Chinese people of all ages will feel familiar with.

Boil the water, and Chen Aowen put the snow-white dumplings into the pot and stirred them slightly. After all the dumplings floated to the surface of the water, he scooped them up with a spoon in one hand, and poured cooking oil into the frying pan with the other hand, and put the dumplings in one by one. After frying the bottom on low heat for a while, pour half a bowl of cold water and simmer, the bottom of the pot makes a "squeaky" sound, and in the steaming heat, the corn and pork filling inside appears through the thin outer skin.

After Chen Aowen turned off the fire, he sprinkled a handful of shallots and sesame seeds, and the oil overflowed, giving it an incomparably delicious fragrance.

Song Xuan watched the whole process, swallowing with greed, and praised when the fried dumplings were about to be cooked: "You are so skillful, you are indeed Chinese."

Chen Aowen laughed when he heard this.

Chen Aowen seldom smiles, so when he smiles, he is extraordinarily charming, with a deep and sweet voice.

Strictly speaking, the atmosphere between the two is very good now.

Because the key was accidentally forgotten at the landlord's place, they talked for the first time since Halloween, and the way they got along was just like before the party that night, usually casual, without the faint embarrassment like yesterday.

Song Xuan raised his eyes and stared at Chen Aowen's side face seriously for the first time.

Chen Aowen's facial contours are not westernized. Although the facial features are three-dimensional, they also neutralize the softness of the oriental people, but his eyes are very special. When you look closely, the pupils of the eyes are not the usual black or brown, but glowing. A layer of gray-blue, when you look at these eyes, it's like exploring the moon through the fog on the vast sea.

This is the feature that most highlights his mixed-race identity. Just by looking at his eyes, he can tell that he is different from ordinary Asians.

Thinking that the relationship between the two could be more relaxed, Song Xuan boasted: "Your eyes are so beautiful."

Chen Aowen stopped holding the spatula and turned his head.

They got very close, and the clean and refreshing smell on Chen Aowen's body was actually closer and clearer than the fried dumplings in the pot. Song Xuan thought it smelled good and wanted to get closer, but this situation made him think of Wansheng involuntarily. Ye's unexpected kiss, the embarrassment that had finally dissipated showed signs of returning, Song Xuan felt strange and uncomfortable about it, so reason pulled him back again.

Then he heard Chen Aowen say: "You said the same thing when we first met."