After accidentally kissing a roommate

Seeing Chen Aowen here was no longer just an accident to Song Xuan.

He never thought of this possibility at all.

From North Carolina in the United States to here, the direct flight takes more than 20 hours. Not to mention the time and energy consumed, Chen Aowen is not familiar with this city at all, and only Song Xuan and him have said a few things. street name.

Moreover, according to the original plan, within a few days they set off from their respective cities and went to Azerbaijan to meet.

There is no need for Chen Aowen to come.

But he actually appeared and stood outside the glass window.

No wonder Chen Aowen hasn't responded to Song Xuan's message since yesterday.

Staring at Chen Aowen who was smiling in the sun, he was stunned for 3 minutes before Song Xuan recovered his senses and got up and walked out.

Pushing open the glass door, the wind chime hanging high above made a crisp sound, and Song Xuan ran towards Chen Aowen.As he approached, he could smell the familiar kapok fragrance emanating from the other party's clothes.

Looking at the suitcase on the ground, Song Xuan's tone was full of uncontrollable joy: "Why are you here? Did you just get off the plane?"

"Well, I can't wait to find you as soon as I get out of the airport." Chen Aowen touched Song Xuan's ear, "I miss you, the days when I can only chat in the morning and evening every day are too difficult, and I want to see you with my own eyes, and I don't want to talk to you anymore. I waited five more days, so I bought a plane ticket and came here. Are you happy to see me?"

Song Xuan was also very bored these days. He could only go out for a stroll every day. After seeing Chen Aowen, he didn't stop laughing, and raised his hand to hold the hand next to his ear.

"Well, happy."

The sun shone hotly on their bodies, but neither of them felt the sun. After standing for a while, Song Xuan felt the sweat streaming down his face, and said, "It's so hot on the street, find a place to sit for a while, look at your suitcase." Take it seriously..."

As he said that, Song Xuan suddenly thought of——

"Come here... where do you live these few days?"

Originally Song Xuan wanted to say that he could live in their house, but after thinking about it carefully, he was afraid that he would reveal his secrets under the eyes of his parents.

Song Xuan's parents are in business, starting from scratch, and they are very good at observing words and expressions.

Most importantly, according to Chen Aowen's personality, he might not be at ease either.

As Song Xuan thought, Chen Aowen had already booked a hotel in advance.

"Just down this street."

Song Xuan then said, "Then let's go to the hotel and put our luggage away."

The hotel is not far from Song Xuan's home, only need to walk through two traffic light intersections.

After checking in, Chen Aowen held Song Xuan's hand from the moment he stood in the elevator, walked through the long corridor, and swiped his card to enter.

The luggage was pushed to the side of the bed, and the air-conditioning in the room was turned on. Song Xuan was standing by the window looking out at the sea, when someone hugged him from behind.

The warm breath and the soft kiss gently fell on the side of Song Xuan's neck.

"I've wanted to hug you for a long time." Chen Aowen said, "But there was someone in the elevator just now."

The neck was so tender and itchy from Chen Aowen's kiss, Song Xuan scratched it, turned around, hugged Chen Aowen face to face, and imitated Chen Aowen's movements and rubbed on the other's cheek.

Hugging is really a reassuring gesture. Opening your arms seems to hold the whole world in your arms.

The two snuggled together for a while, and Song Xuan asked Chen Aowen again: "Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Song Xuan is very aware of the discomfort caused by jet lag.

Chen Aowen shook his head: "Not sleepy, let's go out in the afternoon, we agreed to take you to see the stars."

It was the last message Chen Aowen sent to Song Xuan.

When he received that message, Song Xuan's mind was occupied by Chen Aowen's appearance, which shocked him even more, and he didn't pay attention to it. Now that he thought about it, he still felt that Chen Aowen should be joking.

Song Xuan: "In the afternoon, the sky is not dark yet, what stars are you looking at?"

Moreover, in the city, there are lights on the elevated roads, roadsides, and high-rise buildings, and the artificial light will cover up the stars in the sky. Song Xuan has never seen the stars covering the entire night sky at night in all the years since he was a child.

Only a few sporadic ones.

Chen Aowen said, "Who said you can't go see it in the afternoon, I'll take you to the Astronomy Museum to see it."

There is indeed a large astronomical museum here, which is newly opened and Song Xuan has never been to it. It is said that the interior design and furnishings are very good, so it is hard to get a ticket.

Song Xuan asked: "Do you have a ticket?"

Chen Aowen: "No, but because of my father, we can enter the venue for free."

Song Xuan: "..."

Song Xuan: "Are you showing off your father? Why are you still engaging in privileges?"

Chen Aowen smiled: "There is only such a privilege for such a venue. If it is a biological museum, then I cannot enter."

Song Xuan nodded: "Then let's go!"

After tidying up their luggage, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen went out to have a simple meal before entering the gate of the museum.

The museum has four floors, and each floor has its own theme exhibition hall, spanning from ancient times to the present.

There is a rental guide at the door, but with Chen Aowen by his side, Song Xuan doesn't need that.

He has been influenced by his parents since he was a child, and Chen Aowen has enough knowledge to be called a half-expert in this field. He told Song Xuan about the celestial bodies and the universe along the way, and explained the vastness of the Milky Way in plain and concise language. Listen to Song Xuan.

Then, they stopped outside a movie theater.

A short film of a star exploding was played in the cinema hall, and there was a long queue outside the door, but it didn't take long for them to wait for a batch of 10 minutes.

When entering the theater, each person is assigned a 3D glasses.

Song Xuan turned the glasses in his hand, and didn't care much at first: "Do you still need 3D to watch this short video?"

Chen Aowen: "The 3D effect is very shocking, I think you will like it."

After sitting in the seat, the lights dimmed and the movie started.

First is the narration, which quickly introduces the definition of a star and its life cycle. Song Xuan’s attention is not on the content, because the picture in front of him is so beautiful. The 3D effect makes Song Xuan feel as if he is in the center of the universe, within reach All are stars.

Stars are dazzling, and they contain infinite energy.Before the explosion, the stellar wind whizzed across the surface of the sphere, the particles gathered together, and finally reached a certain critical point, and there was a bang.

At the moment of the explosion, Song Xuan felt as if he saw the scene of the first opening of the world. Pangu split the chaos with an axe. The whole world was dead silent and magnificent, and every wave of light was shining and colorful.

With his arm resting on the armrest, the moment Song Xuan saw the explosion of the star in front of him, Chen Aowen's hand touched over at the same time, accurately found Song Xuan's palm, stretched out his five fingers, and interlocked with him.

When people look at the universe and the starry sky, it is easy to feel that they are small like ants, and at the same time they are born lonely.

But being led by Chen Aowen, Song Xuan felt at this moment that he was not alone.

If the world is going to be destroyed tomorrow, Chen Aowen will definitely watch the end of the universe with Song Xuan.

The light from the exploding star fell behind Song Xuan and gradually dissipated, darkening the screen as well.

In the cinema hall, the lights were lit up row by row, and the short film was over.

From the exit to the museum, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen kept holding hands.

Tired and tired until evening, Song Xuan had to go home.

Standing at the intersection, Song Xuan restrainedly hooked Chen Aowen's little finger, his eyebrows lowered.

Chen Aowen saw Song Xuan's emotions, reached out and tapped the tip of his nose: "Aren't you happy?"

Song Xuan: "I don't want to separate."

Chen Aowen smiled: "I'm already in a city now, see you tomorrow."

Song Xuan: "I know, but I'm still reluctant..."

After tasting the sweetness, he can no longer bear the bitterness. Song Xuan endured the long separation before, but when he saw Chen Aowen today, when he was about to part again, Song Xuan suddenly couldn't adjust back to his previous state.

"Then what should we do?" Chen Aowen restrainedly reached out and grabbed Song Xuan's shoulder, "Then why don't you go home?"

Song Xuan: "..."

Of course both of them knew that this was impossible, Chen Aowen pinched Song Xuan's face: "Then it's settled, we will meet at this intersection at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

After agreeing on a time, the two separated step by step.

For the next three days, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen dated every day.

The locations were all chosen by Song Xuan. He was familiar with the city, but he had no prior knowledge of the dating locations of the couples. He searched a lot of information on the Internet, and then picked three locations from them, going to one every day.

Basically, they mainly focus on shopping and eating. In the short three days, he took Chen Aowen to several landmarks to let him know about the city where he grew up.

On the fourth day.

Just after lunch, Song Xuan dragged the suitcase he packed in advance out of the room, and shouted to Xu Linjie: "Mom! Am I leaving?"

Xu Linjie poked her head out of the room: "So early?"

Song Xuan: "Well, I have nothing to do at home anyway, so I might as well check in at the airport hotel in advance."

The flight departure date is actually tomorrow.

If Chen Aowen didn't come, Song Xuan would probably leave home early tomorrow morning and drive to the airport; but now that Chen Aowen is here, it's hard for Song Xuan to find an excuse to get rid of his parents and go to the airport with Chen Aowen.

So Song Xuan simply said that the plane took off too early, and he wanted to live near the airport one night in advance, so that he could sleep a little longer the next morning.

And the plane took off really early - at 06:30 in the morning, Chen Aowen simply did what Song Xuan said, and booked a hotel room next to the airport.

Song Xuan's parents didn't suspect him, so Song Xuan could run out one day earlier.

Pushing the luggage and going out alone, Song Xuan briskly walked along the road, and arrived at the intersection where the two usually meet, Chen Aowen was already waiting there.

After the meeting, the two took a taxi and went to the airport hotel.

Most airport hotels only pay attention to the location and don’t pay attention to star standards, but Chen Aowen is a bit of a clean freak. The service facilities of this hotel are very good. As soon as Song Xuan entered the hotel lobby, he felt that it was much better than he imagined. .

Taking out their ID cards to the front desk, Chen Aowen reported a series of order numbers: "I booked a room in advance."

"Well, there are."

The little brother at the front desk clicked the mouse and stared at the computer without lifting his head. While checking the room status in the system, he asked casually: "There are two types of rooms in this suite. Do you want a double room or a double room?" bed room?"

Hearing this question, Chen Aowen and Song Xuan became strangely quiet at the same time.

An indistinct syllable rolled in Song Xuan's throat and swallowed again, but he didn't say it. He bit the soft flesh on the inside of his cheek and didn't open his mouth. From the neck to the back is stiff, and there is no sound.

And at this moment of silence, the colleague who was standing next to the little brother came over and replied firmly: "It must be a twin room. Last week Xiao Du received two boys and accidentally gave them I opened a double bed room, but one of them went downstairs to complain two hours later. You really didn’t see the scene, your face turned red, you patted the table and said what is the intention of our hotel, how can you give two big beds? The man arranged to share a bed."

Chen Aowen: "..."

Song Xuan: "..."

The little brother said "Ah?", and quickly completed the room card for the two of them, and after handing it to Chen Aowen, he was still gossiping: "What are we talking about...and he cares so much , why did you come down after two hours?"

"Then who knows..."

Listening silently, Chen Aowen took the room card, pinched it with his fingertips for a few more glances, then turned around hesitantly, pushed the luggage to the elevator entrance and swiped the card button.

Song Xuan was a few steps behind Chen Aowen, walking slowly behind him.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the elevator was empty, with no guests coming in and out. After the elevator door opened, Chen Aowen and Song Xuan walked in one after the other. After pressing the floor button, Song Xuan looked at the reflection projected on the elevator door. The figures of the two.

A silence.

The gears rolled, and the elevator slowly rose.

A few seconds later, Chen Aowen was the first to break the silence: "They gave a twin room."

Song Xuan: "Yes."

Chen Aowen: "Actually, we haven't answered yet."

Song Xuan: "...um."

"It's all because of the guest they received last week..." Chen Aowen's tone was regretful, as if he didn't feel the air in the elevator was heating up at all, and continued to ask, "Did you hear what they said just now?"

"Understood." Song Xuan pressed the tip of his tongue against the side of his mouth, also very dissatisfied, "Why can't two men sleep in a big bed..."

For example, he and Chen Aowen slept together twice, and nothing happened.

Very simple, just covered with a quilt, literally sleeping.

Song Xuan commented: "They must have ghosts in their hearts."

The author has something to say: Who has a ghost in his heart?