After accidentally kissing a roommate

Song Xuan took a deep breath, and immediately pressed the center button to return to the main interface of the phone.

After staring at the screen for a few minutes, and noticing that Chen Aowen sat down and took out the book to read, Song Xuan moved his fingers again, and saw the rows of colorful APP icons. After searching for a while, I finally clicked on WeChat Moments.

Studying abroad, I met relatively few Chinese students in the university, and most of Song Xuan's circle of friends were high school classmates.As soon as he scrolled down two pages, he saw Luo Ziyang sharing Tan Min's new video.

And under the shared link is a reply from a mutual friend of them——

[I'm so happy and envious, I feel like you and Song Xuan have been playing together all the time, unlike me, I'm under a lot of pressure from my final studies in China. 】

Luo Ziyang replied to him——

【No... We are also very tired when we are studying, and we do some projects all night, but we haven't sent them out. 】

The man didn't believe it, and came another one——

[Don't lie to me, it's great to have money to go abroad. [tears]】

Luo Ziyang didn't reply any more, Song Xuan glanced casually, and slid his finger upwards.

In the past, when he was in China, the relationship between this person and Song Xuan and Luo Ziyang was not very good. Both are sour.

Before going abroad, Song Xuan heard this person talk about Song Xuan and Luo Ziyang's family background more than once in an envious tone, as if the offer from this prestigious school was all due to their family background, not their hard work.

But in fact, Luo Ziyang is just an ordinary well-off family. Song Xuan spent many nights in order to get a beautiful high-score report card.

They never revealed the hard work behind them, but just endured it silently.

No matter it is now or in the future, they will not be in the same circle. Song Xuan doesn't take this person's acid words to heart. As soon as he swipe the screen twice with his fingertips, he catches a glimpse of Chen at the side from the corner of his eye. Owen handed over a note, the handwriting on the paper was strong and powerful.

[Stop writing the report? 】

Song Xuan picked up his pen and answered below——

[I just finished writing, now take a break. 】

Handed it back, Chen Aowen wrote a few words and pushed it back——

[Then let's go out, it feels like there are more people here. 】

As the end of the term approached, the library was even more crowded than last week. Usually there were only long tables with people sitting one end at the other, but now they were almost full.

Song Xuan accepted the note and nodded.

Returning the borrowed reference books to the corresponding bookshelves one by one, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen got up with their backpacks and walked out of the library together.

The stairs downstairs in the library are very long, one step is connected to another, narrow and low, the sky is still bright, looking back, the appearance of the Gothic building is strange, and the stained glass reflects the streamer.

Song Xuan was silent for a while, probably more or less affected by the replies from Moments, he suddenly asked Chen Aowen next to him: "Why did you come here to study?"

Chen Aowen's answer sounds reasonable: "For studying, my major ranks first in QS, so I applied."

Very simple and very pure reason.

Song Xuan nodded, and Chen Aowen asked, "What about you?"

"I... am different from you. In the beginning, I was not willing to study abroad because my grades were not bad. If I took the college entrance examination in China, I could get into a good school. But my mother asked me to come." Song Xuan stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, turned to Chen Aowen, and asked another question first, "Did you go to primary school in China before?"

"Yes."

"Then, have you ever heard that kind of words from those primary school teachers..." Song Xuan recalled, trying to repeat, "For example, American students are very creative in doing things, although Chinese students may surpass them in exams. They are not as imaginative as they are at all. Also, American classrooms are very free, there is no homework after school, students are always learning happily, and everyone is an elite.”

These descriptions instantly aroused Chen Aowen's memory, he laughed in a low voice, his tone and expression were all laughing at the absurdity of these words.

"Of course there is."

Song Xuan continued: "I think my mother should be influenced by these words. She firmly believes that this place is better. But you also know that people like us who were born at the turn of the century have been exposed to technology and the Internet since childhood. See I have received enough information, but in fact, I am not like my parents’ generation, who feel that there is a big difference between home and abroad, and I don’t have too many fantasies about foreign countries.”

Chen Aowen nodded: "Then why did you choose to study in the end?"

Song Xuan said: "Because once, when I told my mother that she had never been to the United States to study, how did she know that it was good here, my mother refuted me with the same logic. She said that I had never been here, and I could not Say it's not good here."

"Then I suddenly felt that this is indeed the case. If you don't see it with your own eyes, whether you like it or hate it doesn't seem to be so tenable. Whether the scenery of another mountain is good or not can only be qualified to say if you have been there. "

Song Xuan said: "That's why I came."

Chen Aowen asked: "Then you have been here for almost two years, do you think it is good or not?"

"It's hard to say..." Song Xuan thought for a moment before opening his mouth, "There is no perfect place in any corner of this world, and most of them are mixed up with good and bad, but to a certain extent, I did meet a lot of people from all over the world, Through many things, I learned a truth that no one told me."

"A lot of things... like?"

such as.

Song Xuan knew that all exquisite ideas actually come from the purpose behind them. If there is no need for use, no one will delve into creation.

For example.

After getting acquainted with Tina from the UK, Song Xuan learned from her that there is a school in the UK, Eton College, which specializes in cultivating nobles. It was not easy for her to study since she was a child. In addition to basic courses, she also had to learn Latin.

The language became partly a symbol of their class, a tool for maintaining the aristocracy and distinguishing them from the common people.

Song Xuan said: "Where is it easy to become a strong person, Tina needs to learn so much even to maintain the status quo."

Standing by the side, Chen Aowen watched the evening wind blowing the broken hair on Song Xuan's forehead, and felt a deep resonance in his heart. He followed Song Xuan's words and replied, "It's like this."

"Any way up is hard work."

After staring at Song Xuan's profile for a while, Chen Aowen said, "You are real, very gratifying."

The more you understand, the more excited you become.

After finishing all the reports and papers, Song Xuan no longer ran to the library, but moved the place of review back to his room.

Time flies, and the end of the term is coming soon, and the exams for each subject lasted for two weeks.

Two weeks later.

With the end of the last exam bell, the summer vacation officially begins.

There is still a carnival day this year, but because Tan Min and Jiang Xiqing are busy preparing for the Shenshuo application, they don't have the energy and time to rehearse, so they have free time after the exam.

It just so happened that a senior who graduated this year planned to hold his own graduation party. Before that, he often took the lead in organizing overseas student gatherings. Because of his generous and cheerful personality, he had some friendship with the international student group, including Chen Aowen, so he invited five members of their band together to play.

At the end of June, it is gradually entering midsummer.

Song Xuan leaned against the wall and stood in the shade. The cicadas were singing faintly on the trees. The shadows of the trees were swaying on the ground, and the sun was shining brightly. He went out with Chen Aowen and detoured several small roads in this area according to the address given by the senior. , and finally found the place to hold the party.

The party location was quite luxurious, a three-story bungalow villa, which was much bigger than the hut they went to in the forest at Easter.

After entering the door, Song Xuan saw that the four corners of the room were decorated with balloons and ribbons, and FAREWELL was hung on the banner, which looked extraordinarily grand and full of atmosphere.

Many people had already come to the house, and they were gathering in a circle in the center of the living room, sitting on the floor. After seeing Song Xuan and Chen Aowen, they all waved to them.

"It's just in time, the last round has just ended."

"Come on! Add some fresh blood, I'm always tired of these people."

After the two sat down for the first time, Song Xuan looked around and saw that there were two playing cards placed in front of everyone on the ground, and the person in the middle was collecting and shuffling the cards one by one.

Song Xuan asked: "What are you playing?"

Before others answered, Chen Aowen could tell at a glance: "King game?"

The author has something to say: I will confess my love in this villa, and I will play a game when I confess.

But you will never guess what game it is, not the king game now!