After accidentally kissing a roommate

After leaving the ice rink, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen went to the cafeteria on the West Campus for dinner.

The weather turned colder, coupled with the exhaustion of physical energy during skating just now, Song Xuan was empty and extremely hungry. He wandered around various areas with a plate and took a plate full of meals before stopping.

The cafeteria of their university is rumored to be the most popular campus cafeteria in the United States. Song Xuan has eaten here for more than a year, and feels that this statement should be true. Except for the unauthentic Chinese food, the Western dishes in each restaurant are very tasty.

Song Xuan usually walks around the center of the campus. He has never been to this cafeteria on the West Campus, but he has long heard of the reputation of this restaurant among the foreign students. Facing the dazzling array of delicacies, he took the most popular one. The most common items—crispy fries, two large pieces of fried chicken, and a beef burger medium rare.

In contrast, Chen Aowen ate much more vegetarian food. There was only a piece of cod and a bowl of salad on the table in front of him, and there was a glass of milk at hand.

They picked a brightly lit seat, and as soon as they sat down, Song Xuan took out his phone and looked through unread messages.

When he was at the ice hockey rink, he put his mobile phone and backpack in the locker. He didn’t read it for nearly an hour. He received a lot of unread messages, but there was nothing important. Most of them were from the group of overseas students. Sharing lectures, exams, selling second-hand items, etc., Song Xuan flipped through a little bit, and stayed on an electronic poster that Jiang Xiqing posted in the group 10 minutes ago.

Song Xuan clicked on the big picture and saw that the background was a big roasted golden turkey. He immediately realized that it had something to do with the Thanksgiving event in the near future.

The title in the center of the poster does have a huge Thanksgiving written in English, and the time and place are written below in small fonts, as well as a greeting to welcome patrons and tasters.

Jiang Xiqing and Tan Min majored in tourism management. Apart from basic theoretical courses such as mathematics and management, the professional courses are far more interesting than Song Xuan’s economic management or Luo Ziyang’s finance. For example, this semester they have a class called Catering Management, go to the cooking class on the west campus to cook western food and taste red wine.

And Song Xuan had heard about this Thanksgiving event for a long time. The teacher asked their group to complete a catering reception together. The Thanksgiving Day that was closest to the end of the period was selected as the "ring". After the event, each group The performance of the students will be recorded as their final test scores.

In the group, after Jiang Xiqing handed out the poster, Tan Min yelled twice from below. It was about the final grades.

Song Xuan is a bit unfamiliar with Thanksgiving, because last year's Thanksgiving just happened to be the end of the semester, Song Xuan remembered that he was busy reviewing and preparing for the exam, but he didn't enjoy the festive atmosphere. The only roast turkey that Chen Aowen ate was from Bought outside to share with him.

The end of this year is scheduled for the third week after Thanksgiving, and there is no need to rush to endorse like last year. Song Xuan wanted to go to the event location to see, thinking of the "gratitude" of being fed turkey last year, Song Xuan asked Chen by the way Owen said: "Are you going to the Thanksgiving event next week?"

Chen Aowen asked, "Thanksgiving? What event?"

"It's the one that Jiang Xiqing posted in the group..." As he spoke, Song Xuan suddenly realized that he joined this group because he participated in the orientation meeting for Chinese international students, and Chen Aowen went to a high school in Paris. was not notified to attend.

Clicking on the list of members in the group, Song Xuan checked it from top to bottom, and Chen Aowen was indeed not in the group.

Song Xuan briefly explained the cause of this event, and then said: "I will forward the poster to you first, and I will pull you into the group later."

"Ah."

After receiving the picture, Chen Aowen carefully read the information on the poster, and asked, "This location... exactly where is it?"

Jiang Xiqing and Tan Min wrote street names and numbers on the posters.

The West Campus is very large, and there are streets running through all directions, each of which has a nice and famous name, but when studying in daily life, students don’t always remember the name of the road they are walking, so Chen Aowen Unable to precisely locate.

Song Xuan didn't know, so he asked in the small group of four in their band——

[Song Xuan: @江兰清, I don’t understand the location of the Thanksgiving event, just tell me which building it is next to. 】

[Jiang Xiqing: STGarden, which is where the last Halloween event was. 】

When the message came, Song Xuan's eyes swept over, without thinking about it, he just read out what he saw: "It's the last Halloween event."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xuan regretted it.

The scene seemed to be subtly quiet for a moment, and Song Xuan could only hear the sound of plates colliding with knives and forks, but fortunately, soon Chen Aowen said "Oh": "The place was chosen very well."

Song Xuan: "...um."

Chen Aowen asked again: "Will you go?"

Song Xuan said: "Go, help them support the scene."

Chen Aowen nodded and said, "Then I will go too."

Song Xuan: "..."

Silently put down the phone, Song Xuan picked up a fork to poke the fried chicken on the plate, and remained silent for a while, while Chen Aowen glanced at Song Xuan's dinner plate, and asked, "Don't you want to get something to drink? Just eat your stomach like this It will be uncomfortable."

Song Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't like drinking Coke and Sprite. As for the milk in your hand... I'm a bit lactose intolerant."

After taking a bite of the fried chicken, Song Xuan said angrily, "This small cup of milk can kill me."

Chen Aowen answered the words but said casually: "There is an apple cider at the corner over there. I remember that you seem to like this? I drank several glasses."

Song Xuan just bit into the hamburger, and almost bit his own tongue when he heard this.

The only time he ever had an apple cider was on Halloween.

Feeling flustered and not knowing what to say, Song Xuan hesitated and said, "Drink... I haven't... I seem to have drank it, but it's too sweet, so I don't want to drink it."

After the incoherent words, he didn't make it clear whether it was because he didn't drink it or didn't want to drink it. Song Xuan immediately lowered his head and stuffed two French fries into his mouth, clapped his hands and got up and said, "Forget it. Go grab a glass of sparkling water."

After finishing speaking, Song Xuan slipped away and walked to the drum filled with sparkling water. Song Xuan took the paper cup in his hand, and while pouring water, he looked sideways at Chen Aowen at the table, and saw that the other party was sitting upright with no expression Anything strange, just slowly chewing the salad in the bowl, as if the sentence just now was really just a casual mention by him.

After pouring the water and returning to the table, Song Xuan shook the bubbles in the cup. After not drinking for a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the table and changed the subject: "I just said that I want to pull you into the group, but I forgot, I will pull you now." .”

The international student group is also equivalent to an alumni group. From the first year when the group was established, there are fresh blood every year. The number of people in the group has continued to grow, until now there are hundreds of people. After Chen Aowen joined the group, someone immediately noticed and asked Asked: "Why is it almost the end of the term and there are new arrivals?"

"Are you a prospective freshman who got an offer for the spring semester?"

[Song Xuan: Neither, this is Davis Chen Aowen from the School of Engineering. He didn't come to the orientation meeting before, so he didn't join the group. 】

After the explanation, a small group of people in the group posted "Welcome newcomers" and other scenes, and a few people who are also from the engineering school realized it later, and made a wave of popular science. Chen Aowen is a Chinese-French mixed race fact.

Messages in the group kept popping up, and Song Xuan received additional private chats from Luo Ziyang on his phone——

[Luo Ziyang: I remembered when I saw your roommate enter the group. The student who wanted to rent a house I mentioned to you last time is also in the group. He is still picking a house. I just asked him to add you or add you Roommates chatted privately. 】

Song Xuan:?

He typed "When did this happen" in the input box, and halfway through the typing, he suddenly remembered that Luo Ziyang had indeed mentioned it to him, but Song Xuan didn't take it to heart, and had almost forgotten it by now.

After deleting that paragraph, Song Xuan typed again——

[Song Xuan: ... Tell him not to add, please help me to refuse. 】

【Song Xuan: I forgot to tell you that our other bedroom is not available for rent now. 】

As soon as this news was sent to Luo Ziyang, Chen Aowen across the table called his name: "Song Xuan."

Song Xuan looked up.

"Someone came to add me just now and asked me about renting a house." Chen Aowen stared at Song Xuan, with no emotion in his misty eyes, "He said that Luo Ziyang introduced him, and he knew that there were rooms available in the house we lived in. out."

Unexpectedly, the other party had already added Chen Aowen, so Song Xuan put down the phone and explained: "...Yes, when Zheng Zhijie just moved out, Luo Ziyang and I mentioned that there was a vacant room, but then I forgot to tell him that the two of us had already booked the room. The rent for each room is shared.”

"Hmm." Chen Aowen understood, looked down at the phone screen and asked, "Then...do you want to rent that room to him?"

Before Song Xuan could answer, Chen Aowen asked again in another way: "Do you still want others to live in?"

Do you still want someone else to live in?

That's a really good question.

The bungalow he rented had three rooms. From the very beginning, Song Xuan was mentally prepared to deal with the two roommates. Logically speaking, Song Xuan shouldn't reject the third person.

But I don't know why, maybe it was the cleanest and most comfortable day since he stayed with Chen Aowen for more than a year, or maybe it was Chen Aowen's current expression that made Song Xuan inexplicably soft-hearted. , Song Xuan followed the answer deep in his heart, and immediately shook his head and replied: "I don't want to."

Chen Aowen was taken aback, apparently he did not expect Song Xuan to answer so quickly, without any hesitation at all.

And Fang Songxuan continued: "Didn't you say it before? Our living habits are similar, and if roommates join us, the three of us will have to get in touch. It's too troublesome."

The half-stretched brows stopped abruptly, and Chen Aowen lowered his eyelashes to cover up the faint disappointment in his eyes: "So that's the reason."

Song Xuan thought for a while, then nodded: "Well, that's the reason."

The author has something to say:

Are you tempted?

Song Xuan: Not yet XD