After accidentally kissing a roommate

"A roommate?" Adrian said with a smile, "A roommate who lives in the same room?"

"Adrian." Chen Aowen interrupted him in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Aowen's tone sounded displeased, but Song Xuan saw that the tips of his ears were gradually turning red.

"Understood." Adrian didn't feel hurt at all, and didn't think about restraining himself, he said to Song Xuan with a playful smile, "Your roommate really can't take jokes at all."

Song Xuan wanted to nod, but he didn't dare. Seeing Chen Aowen's attitude towards Adrian, he was suddenly glad that Chen Aowen didn't remember the hatred of Halloween too much.

Chen Aowen beside him had foggy pupils reflecting the ice on the ground, and said to Adrian with a cold expression, "You can go."

Adrian held the ice hockey stick in his hand and propped it on the ground, using his strength to slide back from the seat, and at the same time threw the helmet back to Chen Aowen, saying: "You can put your helmet on by yourself, it won't take up too much of your time together. "

After speaking, he returned to the ice hockey team like a fish jumping into the sea.

Song Xuan has already put on his skates and stood up. When there is no smooth ice under his feet, standing on the concrete floor wearing skates is not much different from wearing leather shoes every day. He can't climb left and slide right, and is very stable.

Chen Aowen hugged his helmet and hockey stick and said helplessly, "I'll go to the locker to put my things away, and I'll be back soon."

Song Xuan nodded: "Then I'll wait here."

As Song Xuan was about to sit down again, Chen Aowen suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him up: "Wait a minute."

Chen Aowen's palm was warm, and when it landed on the back of Song Xuan's hand, a sense of warmth came over him, instantly surrounded him, and spread out against his skin. Almost immediately, Song Xuan felt that his body was not so cold anymore. The hand drilled forward instinctively, but the fingertips accidentally touched the soft leather goods. Song Xuan lowered his head and saw a pair of gloves. A large area of ​​pure white background was dotted with a few black diamond-shaped squares—it was Chen Aowen. uniform gloves.

Chen Aowen stuffed the gloves into Song Xuan's hand and said, "You will be warmer if you wear this."

After attaching the nylon belt buckle, Chen Aowen squatted down and untied the protective gear on his elbows and knees and put them on Song Xuan's body one by one: "Put these on, too. If you fall, it won't hurt."

After thinking about it, he added, "But with me here, I won't let you fall."

After tying up the protective gear, Chen Aowen grabbed the ice hockey stick by his side, kicked lightly, and slid up the ramp of the ice rink to the direction of the locker room.

With the gloves on, Song Xuan was not cold at all. He clenched his fists and loosened them again. The residual body temperature of Chen Aowen in the gloves wrapped Song Xuan's ten fingers, ironing them just like himself.

There were a lot of people coming and going in front of the seats. The place where Song Xuan sat happened to be in the middle of the school team special area and the general area. Although he was not fully armed, the white protective gear with the team uniform logo was still very conspicuous. Many students They were all attracted to Song Xuan when they passed by, and then a boy who had been standing in the distance looking towards the school team area slowly slid towards Song Xuan.

The person came with an Asian face, slightly darker complexion, and drooping upper eyelids, which made the person a little stunned. When he was only five meters away from Song Xuan, he asked Song Xuan loudly in English: "Hello! The one sitting over there ! Are you new to the varsity team?"

Song Xuan was taken aback by the call. Just as he was about to subconsciously shake his head and say no, the man asked in a provocative tone, "Why did Davis give you the protective gear just now? Did he get kicked out of the school team?"

Song Xuan immediately keenly sensed that the person who came was not kind, at least he was not kind to Chen Aowen.

So Song Xuan opened his mouth lazily, and asked tentatively, "What? Are you very concerned?"

The man smiled: "Just asking, I know that people like Davis are unruly and out of gregarious, and they will definitely not be on the school team for long. How did you replace him? You can even ask him to help you wear protective gear , did you make a bet with him? Or did you win him?"

Song Xuan didn't strike up a conversation right away, but just looked at him indifferently. This person's arrogant attitude made Song Xuan uncomfortable, and his description of Chen Aowen also made Song Xuan uncomfortable.

"Unruly and out of gregarious" has nothing to do with Chen Aowen at all.

With arms crossed and hugged in front of his chest, Song Xuan stretched out his long legs straight forward, in a gesture of scrutiny by a superior. When the person was seen feeling uncomfortable, Song Xuan slowly said: "The matter between the handsome guys, Don't worry about it."

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The man took a deep breath and was about to speak when Chen Aowen had already changed his team uniform and quickly returned from the same path on the ramp. When he saw the person in front of Song Xuan, Chen Aowen immediately frowned with a serious face: "John ? What are you doing here?"

When that John saw Chen Aowen, he ignored Song Xuan, turned around and "ridiculed" and said, "Come and see your training Davis, I didn't expect such a coincidence to see you kicked out of the ice hockey team It seems that you are not very good for wearing protective gear for new players in such a humble way."

Chen Aowen was puzzled:?

He subconsciously looked back at Song Xuan, only to see Song Xuan lazily leaning back on the back of the chair, shaking his head helplessly at Chen Aowen and saying: "I didn't say anything, he made it up in his own brain." .”

Song Xuan spoke Chinese to Chen Aowen, but the man didn't understand.

According to Song Xuan's judgment on this person's English accent, he should be Korean. I don't know what his real name is. John should be just his English name.

Chen Aowen understood, turned around and said, "Why do you think I was kicked out of the ice hockey team? Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

Hearing the implication, Song Xuan raised his eyebrows: Oh hoo.

The man couldn't believe it: "You weren't kicked out? Then why didn't you train with them?"

Chen Aowen: "I have always been like this. If I want to train, I will train. If I don't want to train, I will leave early. Because I am strong enough, they have no restrictions on me."

"Then this person..." The other party pointed at Song Xuan, "Isn't he a replacement for your new teammate? How can people outside the team wear protective gear that only team members can wear?!"

"This has nothing to do with you." Chen Aowen glanced at him, "I heard that you have always wanted to go back to the school team? Then you learn to abide by the rules of the game before you come, and don't always stare at me all day long. I I still have things to do, so I won't talk nonsense with you."

After finishing speaking, Chen Aowen walked up to Song Xuan, put on the new helmet he had just picked up for Song Xuan, then held Song Xuan's arm and pulled him up slightly.

When standing in front of Song Xuan, Chen Aowen completely broke through the cold high wall that was built just now, and said softly, "This helmet is only worn when we go out to play games, and the material is better than the one just now. Take it easy, both of you Don't be too stiff in your legs, pull me, and I will take you to the open ice."

Song Xuan: "Well, is it the same as roller skating? I have skated roller skating."

Chen Aowen smiled and said, "Well, almost."

When Shuangshuang passed by John, Song Xuan wanted to ignore him, but he couldn't help but said, "I've already reminded you."

Don't worry about the handsome guy.

When the other party heard Song Xuan's words, they were just helplessly furious.

As the time approached the dinner time in the evening, the ordinary students playing in the ice hockey rink had almost dispersed, so a large area was vacant.

After actually stepping on the ice surface, the skates under his feet will feel real. Song Xuan can feel the roughness of the blade across the ice surface.

The sound of the wind pierced into Song Xuan's ears. At the same time, Chen Aowen gradually accelerated, and Song Xuan held onto Chen Aowen tightly, not daring to let go. This kind of feeling that was clearly under control but seemed to be on the verge of getting out of control at any time The feeling made Song Xuan's heart beat faster involuntarily, exciting and hearty.

They clasped their arms and danced gracefully on the ice. Chen Aowen dragged Song Xuan around for a couple of playful turns before gradually slowing down and stopping at the center of the ice rink.

Then there is the skating instruction.

Song Xuan is smart, coupled with roller skating, he quickly mastered the basic skills after being instructed by Chen Aowen in a few words. Although he still doesn't know how to do fancy movements, emergency stops and turns, he is already able to skate freely.

Letting go of Chen Aowen's hand, Song Xuan slid along the edge of the ice rink in a small area. Chen Aowen leaned against the railing seemingly casually, but in fact he was always watching with his eyes.

After shaking around twice, Song Xuan glanced at the school team that was still training in the distance, and asked, "Why can you finish training if you want?"

Logically speaking, group projects would not allow such willful behavior, and Song Xuan didn't quite believe what Chen Aowen said just now.

Chen Aowen said: "Because I am indeed about to leave the school team, but it is because I want to leave myself."

Seeing that Song Xuan was puzzled, Chen Aowen continued to explain: "Actually, when I joined last year, it was not because I liked this sport so much, but because the school team was temporarily short of people, and I owed Adrian a favor, so I came to help him. Rescue. That John just now was an official member of the ice hockey team, but because of some things, the school team members were unwilling to keep him as a teammate. He was kicked out of the school team. Later, when I filled his position, he always subconsciously felt that I squeezed him out, and he would feel weird when we met."

Song Xuan asked: "What happened? Will all the team members be unwilling to keep him?"

Chen Aowen said: "Simply put, it's because...dirty. He can play petty tricks, intentionally foul, and has no sportsmanship. After all, he is Korean..."

Song Xuan nodded.

Even those who don’t pay much attention to sports may have heard of the sports style of Koreans. If South Korea is the host of any sports event, it must be full of shady scenes, from dirty athletes to referees.

Song Xuan: "Since you plan to leave, does it mean that they have already found someone to make up for it?"

"Well." Chen Aowen said, "One of the freshmen is not bad, and he is temporarily serving as a substitute. He takes turns playing with me during training and is learning how to get along with his teammates. If everything goes well, I will be able to leave the team before the end of the term. "

Thinking of the way he saw Chen Aowen's swing just now, Song Xuan suddenly felt a little regretful: "I still thought I could watch your game in the future, so I won't be able to see you?"

In the past year of co-renting, although Song Xuan often heard that Chen Aowen would go to the ice hockey team to train, he was not interested in it at the time and never thought of going to watch a game.

"You are very handsome on the ice." Song Xuan said.

However, after hearing this sentence, Chen Aowen's eyes suddenly flickered. He looked away, plucked his hair and said in a low voice, "In the future... if you want to come, I can come to the ice rink with you alone. You don't have to. Watch the game."

Song Xuan: "Okay, then it's settled."

"Yes." Chen Aowen repeated, "It's decided."

The author has something to say:

Song Xuan: Irresponsible for flirting

I also want to make a statement here. Everyone knows that there are good and bad in a group, and there are all kinds of people. When I write Koreans and Italians here, I just choose these two countries. It does not mean that all Koreans are There are many small actions, but it does not mean that all Italians are sunny and healthy.

(But Korean sports are really dirty