After accidentally kissing a roommate

taste?

Song Xuan himself didn't know what smell he had.

Subconsciously wanted to lower his head and smell himself, but he still had his senses, so he didn't do so, but chose to ask Chen Aowen: "What's the smell on me?"

Chen Aowen thought for a while: "I can't tell. Anyway, it smells good. It reminds people of a beach under the sun. You can smell it when you get close to your room."

Some abstract descriptions, but Song Xuan can understand this feeling. Sometimes he stands at the door of Chen Aowen's room, and he can also smell a special light fragrance from his nose.

Leaning forward slightly, Song Xuan could smell the smell of his room on Chen Aowen's body now.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Ah, I know, you have it too."

In fact, it seems he noticed it a long time ago, as early as a few months ago when they went shopping in the Asian supermarket together.

Looking at each other and smiling, Song Xuan turned around, only to notice the three people beside him.

Their expressions are each wonderful in their own way.

Compared with the two girls, Luo Ziyang was obviously more confused, especially when he lived in Chen Aowen's room, he was very puzzled and asked: "What... what smell? What happened when I went to your place last New Year's Eve Didn't you smell it?"

Tan Min chased him away as soon as he finished asking: "This is a little secret between roommates, how can I tell you?"

Since the four of them are very familiar with each other, the blindfolded game made Chen Aowen play it for two rounds and found it was not interesting, so the blindfold was put away. Fortunately, Luo Ziyang brought a deck of playing cards in advance. No matter what to play, they spent most of the afternoon playing poker.

By evening.

The sun gradually set on the hill, and the light in the house changed from bright to dark. Tan Min pressed the lights of each room on the main controller, and the lights in the house suddenly became brighter and brighter.

Tired from playing all afternoon, putting away the poker on the table, Jiang Xiqing said to Song Xuan and Chen Aowen, "By the way, haven't you two seen the room upstairs yet?"

Song Xuan nodded.

Jiang Xiqing: "Then you have to discuss with Luo Ziyang, who will sleep with whom."

Song Xuan:?

There was a faint guess, Song Xuan asked: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xiqing said, "There are only three rooms upstairs."

There are three rooms, and each room has a big bed. If you make a simple classification deduction, two girls live in one room, and the remaining three boys live in two rooms. The five of them can completely arrange it.

But the question now is, when it comes to the room allocation of the three boys, who will live in the same room with whom.

On the surface, there are three different combinations, but in fact everyone knows that it is impossible for Chen Aowen and Luo Ziyang to live in the same room, so this is essentially Song Xuan's choice, who he wants to live with.

Jiang Xiqing said to Song Xuan: "Just say it when you think about it." Then he turned and left.

Tan Min and Luo Ziyang were sitting on the sofa far away, and the small corner of the dining table became quiet in an instant.

Chen Aowen sat opposite Song Xuan, and sat silently after hearing Jiang Xiqing's words, Song Xuan secretly looked up at him.

I saw Chen Aowen's expression looked casual and relaxed, and his eyes were lowered, but he was holding the set of poker in his hand, cutting and shuffling the cards repeatedly.

He clearly cared about Song Xuan's answer too much.

Playing with the phone, Song Xuan tried his best to restrain the corners of his mouth that kept turning up, pretending to be thinking, and asking for advice: "Do you mind if there are people around you when you sleep?"

Chen Aowen immediately said: "No."

Constantly turning on the screen and then turning it off, Song Xuan took a deep breath and looked up, looked at Chen Aowen and said, "Then let's sleep in one room."

These words fell into Chen Aowen's ears, he reacted to it for a while, and then confirmed again: "A room between us?"

Song Xuan: "Well, we."

Chen Aowen finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down the poker, secretly happy in his heart, and didn't dare to show it too obviously on his face.

"Okay, let's share one room."

The playing cards were finally stuffed back into the case, and the two stood up from the table and walked to the sofa.

Tan Min was busy exporting the video taken today from the GoPro, Luo Ziyang watched by her side, and at the same time muttered softly: "You guys have made a reservation for this meal, Song Xuan will definitely choose me, I have been with him for so many years friendship."

Tan Min said "huh": "Don't be too confident, that's not necessarily true."

Jiang Xiqing sat on the side, and was the first to notice Chen and Song coming.

"Think about it so quickly? How do you live?"

Song Xuan: "I live with Chen Aowen."

Luo Ziyang:? ? ?

"You...he..." Luo Ziyang was unexpectedly incoherent, "Isn't Chen Aowen the one...would he beat someone if he slept next to him?"

Chen Aowen said lightly: "No matter, who did you listen to?"

Luo Ziyang: "Didn't you say it yourself on the night of the New Year?"

Chen Aowen denied it categorically: "No, it's because you remembered wrongly."

Luo Ziyang wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Tan Min: "Stop talking, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

So Luo Ziyang shut up silently.

Now that the rooms have been divided, everyone picked up their bags and went upstairs one after another.

The rooms of Song Xuan and Chen Aowen are in the middle, Tan Min and Jiang Xiqing are on the left, and Luo Ziyang is on the right.

Voices can be heard when the door is open, and when the door is closed slightly after entering the house, the voices are isolated from the outside. A door creates a separate world for them, a space that belongs exclusively to them.

They looked at each other silently, and then moved away uncomfortably after their eyes collided. Song Xuan coughed lightly: "Go and wash first."

There is a separate bathroom in the house, Chen Aowen hummed, and took out towels and toiletries from his bag.

Song Xuan hugged his bag and sat on the chair in a daze, still feeling a little unreal about them living in the same room.

Thoughts wandered for a while, listening to the crisp sound of water drops falling to the ground, Song Xuan suddenly remembered his restlessness last night, and began to regret the decision just now.

Sleeping together, what should I do if I react again?

Song Xuan got up urgently, and heaved a sigh of relief after looking at the bed.

Fortunately, there are two quilts.

It should be in consideration of the cold climate in winter, so there are too many quilts but not too few.

Song Xuan put the bag aside, started to make the bed again, and gathered up the quilt.

When Chen Aowen came out of the bathroom, what he saw were two ready-made quilts on the bed.

Song Xuan also pointed left and right generously: "You choose, I'm going to wash now, I don't matter which side I sleep on."

Chen Aowen: "...um."

And when Song Xuan slowly finished washing and opened the bathroom door, the light in the room also changed. The top incandescent lamp that was on just now has been turned off, leaving only the two small lamps by the bed with a faint orange light. .

Chen Aowen slept on the outside near the balcony, leaning on the cushion behind his back and looking at his mobile phone. Song Xuan glanced at him silently, tried his best to stabilize his heartbeat, and quickly got in after lifting the quilt.

After 2 minutes of silence, Chen Aowen was still looking at his phone, smiling slightly, Song Xuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Aowen: "I'm watching the video of Carnival Day."

Seeing the interface on the screen, Song Xuan knew that it was the vlog uploaded by Tan Min a few months ago, and the part Chen Aowen was watching now happened to be the third love song they sang together.

The second day after this video was uploaded, Song Xuan clicked in to watch it. He remembered that there were a lot of bullet screens at that time. Now after several months of accumulation, the bullet screens can be described as explosions. There is no A blank space is full of colorful characters.

Thinking of what was being discussed in the barrage, Song Xuan felt his back teeth tingle, but Chen Aowen read it with relish, and clicked on various replies in the comment area, reading one by one.

After reading it for a while, Chen Aowen turned back to the top of the first Tan Min, and his eyes flicked slowly across those few lines of text.

He asked Song Xuan: "Tan Min made a special trip to ask you about our relationship before?"

Song Xuan: "Yes, it was almost like this in the comment area at that time. Everyone was asking her, so she came to ask me."

Chen Aowen: "Didn't she know we were roommates before?"

Song Xuan: "She knows."

Chen Aowen turned his head: "Then why did she ask you again?"

"She..." Song Xuan couldn't think of how to answer, but was stunned for a moment.

Yeah, why?

Song Xuan was silent and did not speak, so Chen Aowen didn't continue to ask. He quit the video and went to Tan Min's homepage to look through her previous contributions.

Of course, Tan Min’s vlog focuses on her own life. Jiang Xiqing, who is in the same grade and major as her, appears most frequently in the video, and then Luo Ziyang, who often appears beside Tan Min, and Song Xuan does not appear many times. .

Chen Aowen flipped through a few times and quickly pulled the progress bar before exiting, and then clicked into a vlog posted at the end of the freshman year.

There was also a carnival day at the end of the term. Song Xuan remembered that it was the first time their band was on stage, and this vlog also recorded it.

For this record, Tan Min took a lot of footage of them waiting backstage, and everyone was visibly nervous.

The same goes for Song Xuan.

Chen Aowen stared down at Song Xuan in the center of the screen, and said: "I remember that time I saw you playing the piano on stage, very confident and capable, I didn't expect you to be so nervous backstage."

Song Xuan smiled: "Yes, who would not be nervous on stage for the first time, and only you can be so calm."

Temporarily asked Chen Aowen to play bass, obviously it was his first time to perform on stage, but Typhoon was as confident as the group of them who had experience once.

Chen Aowen shook his head: "No, actually I was also very nervous that day, but I just didn't show it."

Without talking too much about the emotions on stage, Song Xuan asked Chen Aowen another question: "How did you have time to go to the carnival at the end of last year? I remember you said at that time that you should do it in the laboratory experiment."

When he was a freshman, Song Xuan often practiced the piano in the house. Although he practiced during the day, it was always a bit noisy. Out of politeness, he and Chen Aowen mentioned the carnival day at the end of the semester, and said that he could come and see it if he was free.

And Song Xuan remembered Chen Aowen's answer at the time was that he might not be free.

Song Xuan asked: "Why did you come again later?"

Hearing Song Xuan's question, Chen Aowen smiled faintly: "Why did you come here?"

"Maybe it's because I really don't want to miss anything."