After accidentally kissing a roommate

On the day Song Xuan told Tan Min and Luo Ziyang about the Halloween incident, Jiang Xiqing was not available because she had a minor class, so she didn't know what kind of story was behind this question.

Especially when Chen Aowen was present at the same time.

This time is different from the previous occasions when I accidentally mentioned a sentence of Halloween.

"With whom", "Where", "Watching fireworks".

The details and time mentioned in the questioning were too clear, pointing to the moment that he and Chen Aowen had tacitly avoided mentioning during these days.

And Jiang Xiqing's question completely evokes the memory deeply buried in Song Xuan's heart.

He clearly remembered that when the fireworks were blooming in the sky, it was when he bumped into Chen Aowen. He remembered the softness and warmth touched by the corner of his mouth. Chen Aowen's eyes were bright and close. The eyelashes slowly swept over Song Xuan's nose, as if they had swept over the apex of his heart.

Who was beside Song Xuan that night?

It's Chen Aowen.

Where did he see the fireworks?

In Chen Aowen's eyes.

Song Xuan always thought that he had forgotten these details, but in fact he never did.

After Jiang Xiqing finished asking, the scene was subtly silent for a moment. Tan Min, who knew well, secretly pulled Jiang Xiqing's finger, and got Jiang Xiqing's questioning look.

Song Xuan was a little flustered and didn't dare to move, while Chen Aowen stood beside him and didn't make a sound.Song Xuan couldn't see Chen Aowen's expression at the moment, so he just pretended to be calm and said on the face: "I don't really remember what happened that day... I didn't go with anyone, I was alone."

Jiang Xiqing just asked casually, and when he heard it, he just said "Oh", Tan Min dragged the chair beside him and made a movement, asking Jiang Xiqing to try the sound effect, and called the person to leave the scene by the way.

Only Chen Aowen and Song Xuan were left at the table.

Chen Aowen stood behind Song Xuan, and from the corner of Song Xuan's vision, he could only see the hem of Chen Aowen's woolen coat.

The corner of the clothes didn't move for a moment, and when Jiang Xiqing's plucked bass came out of the stereo, Chen Aowen sat back at the table as if waking up from a dream.

Song Xuan turned around, but was stunned for a moment when he caught a glimpse of Chen Aowen's appearance—he rubbed his index finger with downcast eyes, his brows furrowed unconsciously—Song Xuan had seen Chen Aowen like this before, At that time, he was doing an important experiment, and because the data could not be debugged correctly, Chen Aowen was quite distressed.

At this moment, Chen Aowen's emotions seemed to be far more complicated than distress.

The long eyelashes drooped down, and the light above his head stretched the projection of Chen Aowen's eyelashes infinitely. Song Xuan stood aside, unable to see Chen Aowen's eyes, but his current movements and expressions gave Song Xuan an inexplicable He felt a little hurt.

Shouldn't it be...

Song Xuan pulled out his chair and sat down, and quickly recalled the brief conversation he had with Jiang Xiqing, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, he couldn't be asked to say in public that he was with Chen Aowen at that time, and even kissed him.

Not wanting to make devious guesses, Song Xuan asked him directly: "Are you in a bad mood?"

After hearing the words, Chen Aowen paused for a moment, and then admitted after thinking about it: "A little bit."

Song Xuan asked again: "Then... is it because of me?"

The five fingers holding the phone tightly, Chen Aowen didn't say "yes" or "no" immediately, it seemed that he was also judging.

Song Xuan continued: "In the future, if you have something on your mind or you are in a bad mood, you can tell me directly. We are roommates who live under the same roof, and we can become good friends. Of course, if I say something...or do something What bothers you, you can just say it, I can guarantee that most of the time it won’t be the reason..."

...wouldn't have been intentional.

But before Song Xuan finished speaking, Chen Aowen interrupted: "I know."

Chen Aowen's voice was clear and peaceful, but the hands on the table showed some irritability in his heart, this was the first time in Song Xuan's memory.

"It has nothing to do with you. I'm not angry with you. It's just... It's my own problem."

Chen Aowen murmured softly: "I shouldn't have fantasies."

This sentence has no beginning or end, but Chen Aowen didn't continue to speak, and fell silent on his own. Seeing this, Song Xuan sat quietly beside him and didn't speak.

In an open space in front of her, Jiang Xiqing had already finished tuning. She sat on the armchair holding the bass and plucked the strings with one hand, and the smooth and pleasant music slowly flowed out from her hands.

This is a song with an extremely strong summer atmosphere. As soon as the first few notes of the prelude sounded, there was a sense of freshness from the mountain spring, coupled with the unique bass resonance of the bass, it was slow and melodious.

Song Xuan was not familiar with this song, so he just held his chin to listen, but Chen Aowen beside him asked after a long silence, "Do you know what song this is?"

"I don't know." Song Xuan asked, "What's the name of this song?"

Chen Aowen looked at Song Xuan's purely curious eyes, and moved away for a while: "This song is called mysteryoflove, it's...a song from a movie."

"Yeah." Song Xuan nodded, "It sounds good, and the movie should be good too, right?"

"Movies...you don't necessarily like them."

After chatting for a few words, the place gradually became lively. Jiang Xiqing's playing was indeed very effective, attracting many people. After the small stall outside the house was cleaned up, Luo Ziyang also went to the seat that Song Xuan helped him occupy. .

After the passenger flow increased, the surrounding voices were noisy, and Chen Aowen spoke less. Most of the time, he just sat silently beside Song Xuan, looking preoccupied.

After the meal, Song Xuan and Tan Min greeted each other and left early.

Luo Ziyang still stayed there, eagerly saying that he wanted to help, so the return journey was the same as the way he came from, Chen Aowen and Song Xuan were strolling.

"I don't have a chance this time. Next time I will play solo with the bass." Chen Aowen added, "If you still want to hear it."

Because of the sudden increase in the number of people just now, Tan Min and Jiang Xiqing had to remove the bass and stereo, and added a round table in that area.

Song Xuan: "Okay. Speaking of which, how did you learn your bass?"

As a musical instrument, the bass is extremely unpopular. Its sound is not as clear as the guitar, and it is difficult to play solo. Therefore, it can only play a role in the band. Almost everyone who learns the bass ultimately aims to form a band.

Like Jiang Xiqing, she originally learned guitar like Tan Min, but later changed to bass for the sake of the integrity of the band's performance.

Chen Aowen said: "Because my father can play the bass, he taught me. He said that when he was studying in college, he chased my mother because he played the bass and sang a song."

Song Xuan: "Huh? So...your parents are college classmates?"

Chen Aowen nodded: "Yes, they also met while studying in the United States. My mother is three years younger than my father. My father is studying abroad for a master's degree, and my mother is studying for an undergraduate degree. However, their school is not here, but in Southern California."

Chatting, the two have already stepped into the boundary of the central garden. There is a little squirrel swinging its big fluffy tail by the grass, scurrying around with pine cones in its arms. Together, very close.

Song Xuan asked with a smile: "Then didn't you learn bass while listening to your parents' love stories?"

"Yes, the first song my father taught me was the one he played when he confessed to my mother. He also said..." Chen Aowen's ending sound was drawn out, and his footsteps also slowed down. He turned his head and glanced at Song Xuan Said, "He also said that when I have someone I like in the future, I will also play the bass to him."

The wind lifted the corner of his clothes, and Chen Aowen's gray coat moved against the wind, touching the back of Song Xuan's hand with indescribable emotions.

Song Xuan paused when he heard the words, subconsciously glanced sideways, and saw that Chen Aowen's pupils were particularly obvious against the background of gray-blue irises, and slightly enlarged.

He suddenly remembered that the teacher in the high school biology class said that dilated pupils may be the result of a person suddenly entering the darkness, or it may be the result of meeting someone he likes.

Just as Song Xuan was about to speak, he heard a familiar middle-aged male voice coming from the fence of the courtyard of the bungalow: "Oh, are you back?"

Turning around, it was the landlord Andrew.

He held a key in his hand, with a black and white keychain hanging between his fingers.

"Davis's key, here you are, left on the coffee table at my house. I didn't expect you to go out tonight. I just waited here for 5 minutes. I was about to leave, but I just saw you come back. It's good, save me Let’s go again tomorrow. Didn’t bother you talking?”

Chen Aowen took the key and said after a moment of silence, "No."

Andrew said: "That's good, then I'm leaving, happy Thanksgiving."

Song Xuan said "Happy Thanksgiving" and watched the landlord leave. Chen Aowen stood beside the door lock holding the key, picked out the corresponding one and inserted it into the keyhole, and opened the lock with a "click".

Sighing slightly, Chen Aowen opened the door and said to Song Xuan, "Come in."

The author has something to say:

mysteryoflove is a song by callmebyyourname and it's a gay movie (just in case someone doesn't know)