I thought he and I had the courage to say it.
Roommate White.
I used to think White was a light bulb. I was the one who actually was.
The only time I’ve ever been so slow and uninvolved in my life, I can’t believe it’s so big.
Ulong.
The campus, the air, it’s hot and it’s confusing, but all the surprises and emotions have nothing to do with me.
I walked slowly to the dorm, and I couldn’t look at my phone anymore, as if everything had just happened.
It didn’t happen.
There was no lost ground and no rejection.
But it didn’t work. His words hit my nerves all the time.
“Thank you for loving me, but I have someone to like. I’m sorry.
“You know her, she’s with you every day. I’m sorry.
I looked at these words from incredible to thunderbolt.
But they always seem strange. They never talk?
He sits next to me every time he’s in class, and I’m invited every time he talks and plays games.
For years, he never mentioned my roommate in front of me?
The two of them, the only intersection I had?
What’s wrong?
I don’t understand.
Upstairs.
I was too weak to come out when I opened the door.
“What took you so long to buy a bottle of water? You don’t even know what you’re missing! I’m sorry.
Roommate grabs me, looks up.
I looked inside, and White turned his head and cried out, “Choo!” I’m sorry.
But it’s too late to see what we’re trying to do. Two.
The handsome man in Ben and Xiao Bai confessed! Oh, my God, it’s too deep. It’s never been here before.
I see it!
“Big handsome”? * I look to White and ask * I’m sorry.
Little white faces are red, they hold their phones tight, they bite their lips like children who made mistakes.
Even though I know the answer, I still feel like I am.
After a moment, I smiled and slapped her on the shoulder, “Hey! What a watch!
Love? Did you answer? We’ve got one in our bedroom.
Yes! I’m sorry.
White was so relieved, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut and asked me carefully, “Well, then I should answer.
“To him?”
“That’s a good-looking guy. Why do you hesitate?
It’s been a long time since I’ve had dinner. I’m sorry.
“I thought you liked him…”
Bullshit, he’s not my type! I’m sorry.
“Well, I got him back. I’m sorry.
“Come back. Don’t keep people waiting. I thought you didn’t like it. I’m sorry.
I stood by her, watched her get back to the news, and I laughed, and I was with her.
Song.
After he went to bed, the whole man was like a balloon, soft-assed, hard-core.
And We were covered in a nest, from the womb to the heart, as if it were being oppressed by a jack, and it was stung and hurt.
He tried to cry, but he was afraid to be found, to be patient, and finally he couldn’t bear to cry without crying.
He went to bed and whispered, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I took a big breath and said, “I’m watching something new, Mom.
It’s so funny. Go and see it.”
I don’t think I can get through this.
I’ve been comforting myself all night and I can’t pretend nothing happened.
I didn’t go to class the next day when White got up. I pretended to be anxious, solo.
Out of the house.
After a few bites of breakfast, they were packed into the classroom.
It’s only a few minutes before class. The classroom is almost full. I found one.
There’s an empty seat, and it’s customary to put a book next to it and give White a place.
It just came back to last night.
I stopped for a while, and I got my book back.
Get down.
I stopped breathing.
Wong Shuchuan? Still sitting with me. Is he sick?
In the two seconds I’ve been idle, Huang has taken the book out, smiled, looked out.
Say: ‘O Morning, have you eaten? I’m sorry.
He took it out of the bag and shook in front of me.
Sick.
If it’s in a TV show, I should have left it all alone.
That way.
But I did not have such a large chest, nor did I smile for him a happy upbringing.
“Sorry, excuse me.”
I took up the bag, picked up the book, and went to the last remaining row.
Sit down and find out that the next person is Huang’s roommate.
He’s been in first grade. He’s a basketball team like Wong Shuchuan.
Officer, if it wasn’t for the thin glasses, he might have looked better than Huang.
A lot of girls like him, permanent guests on the white wall, and I’ve kept some pictures of him.
But he’s nameless. He never heard of his girlfriend.
Shit.
I haven’t spoken to him. I’ve only seen him go back to his dorm with Huang.
Not very well.
But he actually talked to me.
“Don’t you and Huang sit together? I’m sorry.
I’d be wrong, thinking I’d occupy someone else’s place and get up, “Oh, I’m sorry.
Anyone else in there? I’m sorry.
And he held down the book which I almost had to take away: “No, sit down.” I’m sorry.
I looked back at him in the front row and looked at him.
Miscellaneous.
I turned my head away from him, and I had a big smile at the dust, “Thank you. “It’s okay. “He drew back his hand and looked at it.
After a few minutes of class, White ran into the classroom and sat by Huang Yukawa.
Side.
If I remember correctly, this should be their first time sitting together.
I looked at the teachers and forced myself not to think about them, but not for a while.
All I hear is the buzzing sound, and I can’t help thinking about Huang.
I’ve known Huang Yukawa before.
When I first got into the studio interview, he and I got a set of lines.
He smiled long and long, he smiled enough and patiently corrected me.
He said, “Drink milk. I’m sorry.
I said, “Drink Liu. I’m sorry.
“Cow, Niu. I’m sorry.
“Lao, Liu Liu. I’m sorry.
“It’s the cow, not the Liu. I’m sorry.
I’m in a hurry. “I’m talking about Liu. I’m sorry.
He laughed for half a day, and said, “I feel like I’m with you, and I feel like I’m in danger. I’m sorry.
I’ve always thought that my Mandarin was standard, and that it wasn’t the same thing he did.
But he’s right, but it’s my future.
I have been brushed off because my lingua franca is not standard, and Huang has left it unsuspecting.
We used to be in the same specialty. We used to take classes together.
Before, we were strangers to each other.
After that interview, one day I went to class, and I sat in the second row in the last row, where I was when I came in.
There’s a lot, but I’m sitting in the last row with a couple of roommates.
Right behind me.
He poked me in the back and fell down on my desk in a very good position, and asked me, “Hey, what’s your name again?”
What’s your name?”
He looked so soft and soft, he looked so different from the way he walked.
It tickles.
I leaned against the chair, and I said, “My name is Jiangnan. I’m sorry.
He nodded his head and laughed and said, “Be a good name.” I’m sorry.
I actually knew his name at the time, because from the time of the military training, the name Huang saw Kawakawa.
It’s spread among girls.
But I didn’t want to seem like I was watching him before, so I asked, “What about you?” I’m sorry.
And he thought, and he smiled, and he said, “My name is Porridge. I’m sorry.
3
Of course I know that he’s not a plume, because this name is as famous as Wong Sugawa. He just said, “Fuck you.
Yeah? I’m sorry.
“Just kidding! “Yowukawa hid, leaned over and smiled, and said, “I scream
Wong Shukawa. I’m sorry.
The school bell rings, I go back to my class and I’m happy.
In the days that followed, he would sit around me, intentionally or not, and if it was closer, pull me.
Hair, or tore me a small piece of paper with big nails.
Many times, even if we can’t sit together, we often go through several rows of students and look at each other.
I was fond of him from the beginning to the moment I thought he had a pink bubble in his heart.
I’m looking forward to a big class.
I’m sure he felt the same way about me, like when he saw the room next to me.
Sit down naturally, give me a sugar and invite me to see him.
Play basketball, the play.
I thought sweet love was going to be my turn, so even when I was like this, I wouldn’t take the initiative.
Once, people would skip school and go to his basketball game, and they’d give him what it’s always been like to die.
Help card.
Despite this, our relationship has remained ambiguous and without any substantial progress.
The day before Christmas, I saw Huang changing his signature: If you take the initiative, we’ll have something.
Things.
My heart was shattered at that moment.
Conjecture, poignant, nervous.
I thought he was talking about me, so on Christmas night, he had the courage to show him.
White.
As a result, his signature was provoking himself to be brave enough to confess to White.
It’s so funny.
I calmed down and reset, and the past bits and drops gradually changed and hid under the veil.
The truth reveals its original elasticity.
Wong never liked me.
He’ll sit next to me just because White is with me.
He’ll give me sugar, just ’cause he wants to give it to White, he’ll have fun with me, he just wants to cause it.
Attention.
He’ll invite me to basketball games and plays just because I always call White.
From the beginning to the end, it’s all about me.
Kang-nam? I’m sorry.
I woke up from my memories and looked up and the teacher was staring at me, and I stood up.
He pushed the glasses and asked, “Please tell us, what is the inducement? I’m sorry.
“Inducing effects…”
My face was red, my teacher sensed my urge and smiled, “You can see it.
Books. But what page is it?
I look down, I don’t know where I’m going to look.
I’m suffocating.
When I was sweating, and I couldn’t figure out where I was going, the puddle was suddenly coughing.
Turn the page and put the pen on a line.
I looked at the location of the page number and the pen, I tried to look through the book, and I actually found it in his marked position.
Got the answer.
And I was relieved, and I recited the original, and sat down with relief.
“Thank you. Oh. “I looked at the dust, and I said thank you.
He smiled and whispered, “Have a good lesson.” I’m sorry.
4
After class, it’s an experimental class. I’ve made an appointment at the same time with Huang Xiao Bai.
And I wish to avoid them, and I cannot avoid them.
Good thing it’s free. I’ll get to the lab later, and someone else will take my place.
I’m walking slowly. I’m just here in class. I’ll see you in the lab.
I got a seat in my own bag.
When he saw me, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say, and I didn’t wait for him to talk, and he turned his eyes away.
Look to the last row.
There’s a seat next to the porridge dust, and I didn’t think about it. Huang saw me run away from him with my hand on the bag I was just about to pick up.
With a bit of a blur, it seemed as if I didn’t want to sit with him.
Soon someone else came in and he had to pick up the bag and let someone else sit down.
It’s only now that I’ve been looking up at my cell phone, and I’m surprised to say, “No.
Meaning, there’s someone here…”
“She has a seat. “Yeong Sugawa interrupted her and took a look back at me and lost her for no reason.”
Back there, it’s okay. We don’t care about her. I’m sorry.
Baek looked back at me and whispered, “Why are you back there?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to be a light bulb.” I’m sorry.
White’s face is red, but he seems impatient.
“Don’t worry about her.” I’m sorry.
The teacher has already opened the sign-up and White has been blocked from saying anything.
The experiment needed to be light-shielded, and after the equipment had been assembled, the teacher turned off the light.
There’s no window in the room, and it’s just getting out of hand.
Son, I can barely see something in the light from the instrument.
Wong Shuchuan and White were close, two were lying at the table, and carefully manipulated the instruments.
I suddenly felt like they were a good match, a handsome sun, a pretty tender, like I did.
Dreams, every day only a girl who reads a sculptor’s novel will be the main actor only in an idol.
“Enan. And suddenly the sound of the porcelain dust was ringing in my ear, and I stunned, and I almost hit him.
“I’ll get the instruments. You watch here, okay?”
“Hmm-hmm. * I’m nodding, I’m taking a breath, I’m on the table and I’m forced to stop looking at them. *
A minute later, a hand shook in front of my eyes.
“Enan. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
And I’m shaking my head, and the dust is looking at me, and the glasses reflect the faint blue light, and it’s very bright in the dark.
Ah, I’m looking at them again!
“Sorry! I’m not feeling well today.
I apologize, I look down and look in the mirror, and it’s all right. I’m sorry.
“Good, good, good work. “I laughed in my heart and thought I’d do something to ease the embarrassment.
And it was at that moment that the puddles suddenly looked at Huang Shuchuan, who was still in charge of the instrument, whispering, “What happened to you and him?” I’m sorry.
I looked at Huangkawa with a little light, and I was down again, shaking my head, “Nothing. I’m sorry.
“Oh. * He sat down in the direction of Wong Shukawa, and looked at it for a while, and his head snubbed.*
I said, “Is he with your roommate? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
Then I said to him, “Are you not his roommate? Do you not know?”
“I don’t know. He wouldn’t tell me that. I’m sorry.
He said it was as if it was common for them to hide from each other.
I was surprised, I thought about it, and I thought it made sense.
Wong Shuchuan and the porcelain dust are in the same room, but because they’re both too close to each other.
There’s competition in many areas, and it’s a match.
So even the roommate, Huang Shuchuan didn’t tell him about his love.
“But, as expected. *And he smiled at me *
I liked your roommate, but I wasn’t serious at the time. I’m sorry.
“When did he say that? I’m sorry.
“A long time ago, he didn’t tell you? I’m sorry.
My heart shrunk like an invisible hand.
“He didn’t say that. I’m sorry.
“Oh, he’s hiding deep. I thought you were close. I’ll tell you. *He’s been loving White since a long time ago.
Don’t worry.
Then why are you hanging me so long?
I’ve got a thousand waves in my head, and I’m staring at the yellow light that’s opening my phone.
For the first time, Chuan tried to go up and slap him.
Like he felt it, he suddenly looked up and looked at me.
A moment later, he looked away and looked at the dust, and said, “You’re done? I’m sorry.
“You’re a little slow. I’m sorry.
Huang Shuchuan laughed and shook his head: “Well, you won this time. I’m sorry.
5
Because of the porridge dust, our team’s experiment was completed soon.
After school so early.
Because some of the school buildings are very far from the dormitory, and they often take about 20 minutes.
So many people bought electric cars in freshman year.
Not me, of course. I don’t know how to ride. I walk.
Half an hour.
After early school, I didn’t wait for White to pack up and get ready to eat.
Out of the lab building, not a few steps.
“Do you want to take a piece?” I’m sorry.
Sometimes a man’s mouth is much faster than his head.
Why would I take his car?
But at this point, the plum dust is waiting for me.
I was wrapped up in an awkward package no less than the death of the club because I was embarrassed to tell him I was just talking fast.
Well, he had to sit on his back seat with his scalp.
“To eat or go back to the dormitory? I’m sorry.
“Eat, forget it, go back to the dorm. I’m sorry.
The porcelain dust was a little bored and asked, “Ah! I’m sorry.
I’m holding back, silent, whispering, “Look which way you go.” I’m sorry.
He started the car and said, “All of you go on your way. Let’s eat and go back to the dormitory.” I’m sorry.
I’m holding on to my back and I can’t talk.
The cold wind in December was unusual, but my hands and feet were still very good, even though the dust was in front of it.
It’s freezing.
I’m trying to keep myself out of the wind.
“Is it cold?” he says.
I returned him with my teeth. “It’s okay. “Sitting in the canteen and eating silently, he sent me to the dormitory.
Downstairs, when I got out of the car, he waved, turned around and left.
He came back at noon and complained, “Kiannan! Why didn’t you wait for me? I’m sorry.
I laughed, “I don’t want to be a light bulb. I’m sorry.
She left her bag, sat down and said, “I’m eating with Huang.
Rice, two people didn’t say a word. It was embarrassing. I’m sorry.
“That’s what happens when you start dating. I’m sorry.
“Don’t leave me again! I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to eat dog food. Come on, be brave. I’m sorry.
She’s in there, she’s in there, she’s in there, she’s in there, asking her how she is today.
Take a nap.
In the days that followed, I also tried to stay as far away from them as possible.
Wong didn’t come near me, but every time he passed by, he felt like…
There’s nothing to see.
On New Year’s Day, I suddenly got a message from him: “I’ll treat you to dinner tonight at 8:00.
Half, at the old street. Don’t be late. I’m sorry.
He won’t ask me if I’m going. Just tell me not to be late.
He can’t see I’m avoiding him. I hate him now. When I was in my stomach, I tried to return him with a kind word: “I’m not coming, eat.”
Okay. I’m sorry.
“Why?” he asked.
“Too busy. I’m sorry.
After a long silence, he said, “Come on, it’s your favorite home.
You can’t stay alone.
You want to stay? I’m sorry.
“I’m really in trouble. I’m sorry.
“It’s New Year’s Day. We’ll talk tomorrow. I can help you if I can’t do this.
Anyway, you have to come tonight. I’m sorry.
I’ve been grinding it for half a day, and I’ve been getting word from White.
There is no way I can make it difficult for them to tell them that the night is over.
It’s nothing, but in order to make me look really busy, I had to stay there.
Library, play with your cell phone.
I haven’t left since 8:30.
I’ve been in trouble for half a day, and I’m going to go and eat.
Dinner’s fine.
Just close the book and suddenly a message came in the phone.
Dust. I didn’t think I’d hear from him.
Specific.
“Enan, I think I left my headphone with you. Can you help me find it? I’m sorry.
I asked him, “Ah! Why am I here? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. Maybe it was dark in the lab the other day. I’m sorry.
I think about it, but I can’t remember the details.
Good excuse for dinner.
“I’ll go back to the dorm and find it for you. I’m sorry.
I responded to the dust, and then told White that I had a temporary problem, so she wouldn’t wait for me.
I went back to my dorm and I found two headphones in my bag.
I went in because I was small and mixed up with other things.
Nothing.
I’m going downstairs with something. I’m waiting for the dust.
He was wearing a hoodie on the upper half, a horse armor on the outside, and a work pants on the lower half.
The whole person looks cool and good.
“Thank you. I’m sorry.
He took the headphone, put it in the charger, and smiled, “I haven’t found the headphone in days.
It’s gone. Are you here at this hour? I’m sorry.
“No, I’m fine anyway. “Well?” he said, “Didn’t he have a date tonight?” I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “No, just, I’m going to watch the New Year’s Eve in my dorm. I’m sorry.
“Come on, it’s too cold to be alone in a dorm.
Shall we go?”
“Huh? No. Aren’t you busy?”
He smiled, “What can I do? Let’s go. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why, but his smile was so gentle and undesirable. I hesitated for two seconds.
Bell, nod.
There’s a lot of school stuff going on tonight. Not only are there a lot of school-organized official events, but there’s a lot of outside.
The peddlers come in and play.
We’ve been walking around slowly, we’ve had enough snacks, we’ve been watching camping on the field.
Fire.
The school built a huge bonfire pool here this afternoon, pulling a lot of abandoned table and chair benches.
Burn.
Because there are so many people, we can only watch outside.
Two people stand together, close together, and the unwitting will think we’re a couple.
Little lovers, after all, are almost all obnoxious couple together.
My heart’s pounding for no reason.
I’m afraid I’m confused in this atmosphere.
It’s like love.
It’s about 10 minutes before the end of the year.
The dust pulls out the headphone and puts one on me.
I looked up at his face and almost had a heart attack.
Because we’re standing on the outside, and while our faces are red, my hands and feet are getting colder.
Just a little bit of a scratch.
“Are you cold?” He noticed my movement and turned his head and asked me.
I nod my head. I’m sorry.
He thought, side by side, twisting his head: “Put your hand under my hat.” I’m sorry.
I blinked, looked at his hat, blinked again, “Ah? I’m sorry.
He smiled, invited, “It’s warm, believe me. I’m sorry.
I wonder if it’s too vague.
Two familiar images were captured.
I was suffocated and then I looked at him and laughed and put my hand under his hat.
“Wow, it’s really warm. I’m sorry.
I lamented that my head was nearer to him, and from some point of view it was like he was leaning on him.
The figure was getting closer, stopped two metres away, and he tried to scream,
Nam? I’m sorry.
And We turned our heads at the same time, and We saw the green and white face of Yellow. I didn’t pull my hand out, I kept it in that position, and I was like, “What?” You guys finished?”
He didn’t return, he looked at the dust, and it took a while to laugh a bit:
I said, “What have you been up to?” I’m sorry.
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