i want to be your roommate

two

Song Yi's life began to enrich. Originally, he was the library, the teaching building and the dormitory. Now Xu Niedi often takes him to play basketball and also take him to run. Song Yi is good at sports and professional knowledge. The displayed level is far higher than Xu Niedi's expectation.

"I didn't expect you to be so good." After another basketball game, Xu Niedi praised him, "I thought your motor nerves were not developed."

"Sports is my only specialty besides studies."

"Who said, you still have a lot." Xu Niedi recalled these days getting along, "You are very good."

"...This doesn't seem to be a specialty..."

Xu Niedi looked at him with a smile: "In my eyes it is." His eyes were shining, and Song Yi looked at them, and immediately believed that what he was telling was the truth.

"Any plans for this weekend?"

"I want to go home." Song Yi walked back to the dormitory side by side with him, passing by a sugar-fried chestnut shop, Song Yi stopped and asked the boss, "Is there any peeled chestnuts?"

"No." The boss shook his head.

"Okay." Song Yi turned back disappointed.

"Master Song can't even peel chestnuts?" Xu Niedi teased.

Song Yinu pursed his mouth and flattened it again, as if he was very unconvinced: "I peeled it once, it was bumpy, and my fingers were sticky, and then I asked my aunt to help me peel it." He intentionally changed the subject, "You are still here this weekend. School?" The two had been at school for three weekends.

"No, I'll go home too." Xu Niedi walked into the dormitory and took off his jersey. His back was covered in sweat and he was already uncomfortable all the way.

Song Yi hurriedly turned his back to him. After several weeks, he still couldn't face this kind of direct action. His reaction was like the conditioned reflex of a mimosa touching something.

Xu Niedi deliberately stood naked and waited for him to turn around.

Song Yi caught sight of Xu Niedi not moving from the corner of his eye, so he had to take the initiative to remind: "Put on your clothes, or you will catch a cold."

"Why don't you dare to turn around? It doesn't matter if they're all boys." Xu Niedi's probing gaze pierced Song Yi's back, making his heart tighten.

Song Yi had no choice but to turn around, but he was very nervous, blinking his eyes all the time, and didn't dare to raise his head: "I'm just... not used to it."

"Oh." Xu Niedi stepped forward to rub his head, "Then quickly get used to it."

Song Yi suffered from insomnia at night. He hugged the plush teddy in his arms and looked at the moonlight coming in through the gap in the curtains. What Zhao Sisi said was right, but unfortunately he was the second young master of the Xu family and couldn't develop.

Song Yi doesn't read the novels written by Zhao Sisi, but he has read many famous novels, and he is especially yearning for the love described in the novels. He falls in love with its perseverance and sweet romance, and is fascinated by the hero's bravery and determination in pursuing love.

He likes men, and there is a man next to him who is similar to the hero of the novel, but this man is Xu Niedi. Song Yi doesn't know Xu Niedi's sexual orientation, nor does Xu Niedi hold the identity behind him. What kind of attitude.

Song Yi twitched his lips in the dark, and let himself, a little 0, get used to his undressing in front of him, how could this be possible.He arched a few times in the bed, not noticing that the open eyes of the next bed stared at him for several minutes.

Song Yi returned home, and was hugged by his mother: "You lost weight again." She took the suitcase from her precious son, "Did you bring it all back? Did you bring back the socks?"

Song Yi nodded obediently. His mother always thought that he couldn't wash his clothes clean, so he always sent a driver to school to pick up his dirty clothes every week. This time when he came home, Song Yi stuffed all the clothes he wore for a week into the suitcase: "Shoes Also there."

"However," he said hesitantly, "Mom, let me wash it myself in the future. Zhao Sisi never takes clothes home."

"There's nothing to learn." Mother Zhao said gently, "In the future, there will always be someone to help you wash your clothes. What you need to learn is how to run a business. Go upstairs, your dad is waiting for you in the study."

Song's father is nearly sixty years old, with his hair brushed back neatly and shiny. He is reading the report in the study. He has only one restriction on his son's discipline: he is not allowed to associate with the Xu family.

"Father." Song Yi walked in and sat opposite him.

"I'm back." Father Song took off his glasses, "How are you studying?"

"very good."

Father Song nodded, picked up a document from the table and handed it to him: "Look at this."

"Are you going to develop a new product?" Song Yi read it roughly at a glance, "This product has a bright market prospect."

"Yes, I plan to use it to develop the American market. Your major involves the professional part of the product, so I want to ask you."

Song Yi is a chemistry major and is very familiar with chemical components.

"Can I take it to school? I need to look up the books and try to mix..."

"Don't take this." Father Song refused succinctly, and took out a blank piece of paper, "You write the ingredients on it, try to make it messy, it looks like a draft paper. You still live alone?"

"Yes." Song Yi lied.

"Then you put it in the bedroom drawer and don't take it out."

"it is good."

"Go down and eat." Father Song stood up and looked at his son with a smile, "You make me feel at ease." This is the highest praise that a president who is over sixty years old can give to his son.

The Xu family was very busy today, and Xu Niehai actually came home for dinner.

"This is really a spectacle." Xu Niedi played the game console in his hand, "Workaholics also have a day to stop work."

The industry's evaluation of the young master of the Xu family: dedicated, diligent, and unkind.

Xu Niehai sat down next to his younger brother with a cold face: "Don't forget that I'm also doing your share."

"No, no, no," Xu Niedi shook his head, "It's all yours. I don't want to be the president, I just want to be a small employee."

Brother Xu felt very helpless towards this younger brother who had no ambition to seize power: "Does the information have any clues?"

Xu Niedi put down the game console and leaned heavily on the sofa: "Not at all, I suspect he doesn't know at all."

"It's impossible," Xu Niehai sipped the coffee in his hand, "He was helping his father sign the documents a few years ago, and he majored in chemistry, so he will definitely have to look at the documents."

"Then we have to wait." Xu Niedi frowned as he looked at his elder brother's coffee, and shouted to the kitchen, "Aunt Wang, I want a cup of hot milk."

"How do you plan to obtain the information?" Xu Niehai asked him.

Second Young Master Xu stood up and walked to the French window, where Aunt Wang's potted plants were placed. He walked straight past the narcissus and hyacinth, and came to the mimosa in the corner, and put his fingers on the leaves—the mimosa curled up.

Xu Niehai followed him: "What are you doing?"

Xu Niedi turned to look at his eldest brother, and answered his last question: "Use love."

Song Yi went back to school on the weekend, and Xu Niedi was not in the dormitory. Taking advantage of his absence, he put the white paper with the chemical composition in the drawer, and took out another piece of paper to calculate the proportion.

After 5 minutes of calculation, before Xu Niedi came, he took a shower and warmed himself a cup of milk. It was the first time he used the microwave to heat milk and burned himself. Zhao Sisi laughed at him. But now he has been able to use this machine proficiently.Halfway through drinking the milk, Xu Nedi opened the door with a suitcase in hand. He put the suitcase aside, pulled a chair and sat down beside Song Yi, and took out a paper bag from his arms.

There are several large characters of "Xiang Nuo Chestnut" printed on it.

Song Yi guessed a bit: "Did you buy chestnuts? Have you peeled them?"

"With the shell." Xu Niedi took one out of the bag, peeled it off and handed it to him, "Didn't you want to eat chestnuts last time, I bought them specially today, eat them."

Song Yi took the one in his hand, turned it around, and found that Xu Niedi's peeled chestnut didn't have a single hole, and it was really fragrant and waxy when chewed, still hot, and very sweet.

Song Yi licked the corner of his mouth, looking forward to looking at Xu Niedi.

Xu Niedi handed over another one: "Be careful not to choke."

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Song Yi thought that the other party would eat the second one by himself.

"I just bought it for you to eat." Xu Niedi put the chestnuts in Song Yi's open palm, "You are in charge of eating, and I am in charge of peeling."

Song Yi ate them one by one, the sweet and greasy taste of chestnuts filled his lips and teeth, Xu Niedi was not peeling fast, Song Yi stared at each other while waiting, and found that his eyes were focused and gentle, peeling The crackling sound of the chestnuts at the moment of opening is particularly pleasant.

Song Yi was waiting for the chestnuts, when Xu Niedi suddenly reached out and pinched his earlobe: "Don't look, drink some milk."

Song Yi felt that the other party was under pressure: "I'll strip it too."

"No need," Xu Nedi raised his head to explain, "You look at me, I can't stand it."

This sentence was too ambiguous, Song Yi hurriedly looked away, and his neck blushed quietly.

Xu Niedi chuckled and continued to peel the chestnuts.

It was past ten o'clock after eating the chestnuts, Song Yi flushed the cup and reminded Xu Niedi to take a shower: "I'll throw the trash."

"Row."

After eating too many chestnuts, Song Yi felt his belly bulge. Xu Niedi must have bought it with the amount of a normal boy. Song Yi ate one by one, and had no idea how much he ate.He walks around the walls of the bedroom to help with digestion.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and then a deep question came out: "Song Yi, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Song Yi walked to the door of the bathroom, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to take my clothes, can you help me get the underwear/pants of the suitcase, it's in the black bag."

Song Yi: ...

Song Yi froze his hands to pull the zipper of the suitcase, the dormitory was too quiet, his heartbeat was like a rumbling train ringing in Song Yi's ears, the black bag was in the corner of the suitcase, Song Yi took out his underwear and held it in his hand, as if Holding a hot potato.

"You open the door."

The door opened a little, Song Yi reached in, and then a wet arm touched him, took the piece of fabric from his hand, Song Yi quickly retracted his hand, ran to the bed and lay down.

He shivered a little, his chest throbbing.

The next day he called Zhao Sisi and euphemistically mentioned what happened to him.

"Damn it." Zhao Sisi was shocked, "Isn't this girl trying to seduce you?"

"No way." Song Yi walked on the campus path and called Zhao Sisi, "It's not like he peeled my chestnuts to seduce me, and he asked me to take the clothes because he forgot."

"You have this answer in your heart, why are you still telling me?" Zhao Sisi yelled at the other end, "He must have a plan."

"attempt?"

"Let's say he wants your body."

"...I think you are too deeply poisoned by novels."

The author has something to say: I was dying of anxiety when I wrote this chapter, and I want them to get together quickly hehe