After accidentally kissing a roommate

The video ended up being on.

However, Chen Aowen didn't bring his mobile phone with him, but Chen Aowen put it at the bathroom door, so Song Xuan could only see the metal lattice ceiling on his mobile phone screen, as well as the white expanse gradually spreading from the shower area. of fog.

The meaning of Chen Aowen's actions is actually to follow Song Xuan. If he wants to continue the video, he can wait for Chen Aowen to take a shower. If he wants to go to sleep directly, then he can unilaterally stop the video.

Song Xuan didn't cut it off, at first he really felt that he could go on for a while longer.

It's just that, after all, he had been on the plane for so long, and the journey was exhausting. At this moment, his cheek was pressed against the soft pillow, and his eyelids were heavy.

I thought about squinting for a while, but when I closed my eyes, I fell asleep directly.

After Chen Aowen took a shower, changed his clothes and picked up the phone again, what he saw was Song Xuan who was already asleep on the other side.

On the other side of the screen, a ginger night light was on at the head of the bed. Song Xuan was leaning on the pillow with his eyes slightly closed. The phone should have been fixed by him with a bracket. Wen clearly and directly stared at Song Xuan's sleeping face.

Against the light, Song Xuan's chest could be seen rising and falling slightly, and he was already in a state of deep sleep. Chen Aowen's fingers stroked the picture on the screen, his eyes were so soft that it was unbelievable.

After chatting for so long, Chen Aowen's cell phone was also running low. He held the cell phone and went to the room to plug in the charger, but just like Song Xuan before going to bed, he never turned off the video.

Just like that, the video was kept on, and the state of "calling" was maintained for eight hours, until the setting sun shone in front of Chen Aowen's desk, and it was bright beside Song Xuan's bed.

During this period, Chen Aowen spent most of his time sitting at the table reading a book, and looked up at the person on the phone from time to time, then smiled lightly, and continued to read with a full heart.

Song Xuan who was asleep didn't always face the screen. Most of the time, what Chen Aowen saw was just a back view, but even just a back view was very reassuring.

It was as if Song Xuan was always by his side.

When Song Xuan wakes up after a full sleep, after recalling what happened before going to bed, he subconsciously turns his head to look at the mobile phone that he put on the side of the bed.

When he first saw the interface of the video call, Song Xuan thought he was dreaming.

Taking a closer look, the battery is fully charged, and the total talk time at the bottom of the screen is as long as ten hours.

Song Xuan was shocked.

Chen Aowen on the other side of the screen was cleaning the bass hanging on the wall in the room. He probably felt the camera shaking from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and met Song Xuan's eyes.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

Chen Aowen: "Last night, I was so sleepy that I couldn't bear it and went to sleep directly. Why didn't you hang up the video?"

Song Xuan turned to the phone and pressed the hair on the top of his head: "I still want to talk to you a few more words, who knew that listening to the sound of water falling in the bathroom would be so hypnotizing..."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that Chen Aowen must have been staring at him all night, so he asked, "Then why don't you cut off the video?"

Chen Aowen smiled warmly: "Because I want to see you more."

"... Oh." Song Xuan's voice softened. He was just about to ask Chen Aowen what he had been doing all day when there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the metallic sound of the doorknob being unscrewed. Song Xuan took a deep breath, turned the phone upside down and stuffed it under the pillow, and stretched like he just woke up.

At the door of the room was Song Xuan's mother, Xu Linjie.

She poked her head into the room, looked around suspiciously, Song Xuan pressed her voice and asked, "Mom, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

Xu Linjie: "Who are you talking to? I seem to have heard someone talking just now."

Song Xuan: "No, you are hallucinating, what time is it, who can I talk to?"

Think about it too.

But before Xu Linjie exited the door, she added: "You can get up when you wake up, it's almost eight o'clock in the morning, and it's not good for your stomach if you don't eat breakfast."

Song Xuan dragged out a long tone and agreed, and sat up with his arms propped up. After his mother closed the door and left the door, Song Xuan took out the phone again from under the pillow.

Chen Aowen was still there, hearing the conversation between Song Xuan's mother and son, and smiled quietly to himself.

Song Xuan lowered his voice: "I'm going to eat, and I have to go out with my mother today."

It is impossible to blatantly chat with the mobile phone under the eyes of parents all day long, but I have no choice but to hang up the video.

Chen Aowen also lowered his voice cooperatively, and said, "Go ahead, I can make a video when you get home at night."

After saying "goodbye" to each other a few times, Song Xuan pressed the red hang up button and got out of bed to take a shower.

The twelve-hour time difference allowed the two of them to chat only in the morning and evening.

Sometimes video, sometimes typing, in the next two weeks, the number of their chats soared, directly exceeding the sum of the past two years.

In the middle of the night in the United States, if Song Xuan saw something interesting, he would take out his mobile phone and describe it to Chen Aowen enthusiastically, waiting for the other party's reply after waking up.

Someday in two weeks.

After Song Xuan showed a mysterious smile to the phone for the second time, Ms. Xu Linjie finally couldn't help calling out: "Song Xuan."

Song Xuan raised his head, with a smile still in his eyes: "Huh?"

Xu Linjie: "Are you in a relationship?"

Song Xuan was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough, immediately shook his head while pressing the phone and said, "No!"

"Really..." Xu Linjie was dubious.

Song Xuan: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Look at yourself. You always hold a mobile phone all day long, and you still laugh. I don't know what you're laughing at."

"..."

Ms. Xu Linjie would make a show and knock on the door, and then directly push the door to enter Song Xuan's room, but she was still very conscious about the privacy of her mobile phone. Although she was curious about what was on Song Xuan's mobile phone, she didn't think about checking it. Just asked again: "Really?"

Song Xuan: "No! I'm so busy studying, how can I have time?"

"Okay." Xu Linjie said, "But even if there is, it's nothing. You're almost 21, and it's almost time to fall in love. Last time I called you, I told you to go out and get in touch more. How about it? Do you like it? girl?"

Song Xuan's voice obviously softened when he heard the last three words: "No, the study abroad circle is just that big, what can we get in touch with?"

"What about the girls from abroad?"

Song Xuan: "Can you accept people from abroad?"

Xu Linjie: "What's unacceptable? I'm a very open-minded mother, okay?"

Song Xuan: "Oh, how about the mixed race? Chinese and French mixed race."

"Half-race?" Xu Linjie didn't know what beautiful picture appeared in her mind, her voice softened, with infinite longing, "It's even better, the half-race is so beautiful."

Song Xuan didn't speak a word, only laughed softly.

Xu Linjie asked: "Based on what you're saying, do you have a goal? But you haven't caught up yet?"

Song Xuan said vaguely: "You guessed it, I didn't say that."

Xu Linjie had an expression of "I understand".

After this conversation, Song Xuan suddenly realized that when he was at home every day, his parents could see his every move, so every expression of his could reveal something, so from the next day, he would go out every day in the house. Stroll the streets.

After going abroad for two years, the shops on the streets around the community have been renovated a lot, and the changes have been great. Song Xuan visited along the street and took videos and photos to introduce to Chen Aowen. Walking to the north, Chen Aowen is also completely familiar with every scene of this street in the process.

Time flies unknowingly, and there are only five days left before the departure to Azerbaijan.

On the morning of the penultimate day, Song Xuan was sitting in a street cafe listening to music with his mobile phone in hand.

Leaning on the back of the chair, watching the flow of people coming and going outside the glass window, Song Xuan heard the original song of Myonlyone from his earphones. Accompanied by the singing, he remembered for a while what happened between him and Chen Aowen from last year to now, and for a while he thought of the previous paragraph What time mother said to herself.

"Is there any girl you like?"

His parents' thinking is relatively conservative, Song Xuan is not sure how they will react if they know that they like Chen Aowen.

Song Xuan felt that it was not optimistic.

There was a brisk melody in his ears, but Song Xuan felt a little gloomy in his heart. After staring at the outside scene for a while, he heard two new messages popped up on his phone, from Chen Aowen.

[Chen Aowen: I just saw your message.Are you in a bad mood? 】

[Chen Aowen: Are you at home or outside? 】

Regarding the first question, he was referring to the question Song Xuan asked while lying in bed last night while tossing and turning in contemplation-what do you do when you are in a bad mood?

But I don't know what Chen Aowen was busy with at that time, so he didn't reply immediately.

【Song Xuan: No, I just happened to think of this topic, so I'll ask you. 】

[Song Xuan: I'm outside right now, in the coffee shop I told you about that I like very much. 】

[Chen Aowen: [OK]]

Then the message "The other party is typing" was displayed on the top of the chat box, which appeared intermittently, as if typing while walking, and Song Xuan received Chen Aowen's answer after 1 minute.

[Chen Aowen: If you are in a bad mood... because I lived in Gansu for a while when I was a child, there was a desert there, and at night, away from the lights of the city, I could see the most prosperous and dazzling starry sky in the sky, like waves of wheat.So when I'm in a bad mood, I look at the stars. 】

Song Xuan tried hard to imagine that scene.

[Song Xuan: That's great, I want to see the stars too. 】

The next moment, Song Xuan heard two knocking sounds on the glass on his right.

Song Xuan turned around and saw Chen Aowen.

He was standing outside the coffee shop, holding the luggage pole in his hand, standing in the fierce sunlight with a handsome and tall figure, but it was so refreshing that one felt like a ray of breeze in the mountains.

Smiling and looking at Song Xuan who was completely stunned, Chen Aowen pointed to the phone again.

Song Xuan lowered his head again and saw Chen Aowen's latest reply——

[Chen Aowen: Alright, let me show you. 】