When they arrived at the student apartment, teachers from the School of Foreign Languages greeted them at the door of the apartment. When Jiang Yiyou, who had black hair and dark eyes, saw Evan, who had no trouble talking in Chinese, the English teacher in charge of communication realized that he was a little redundant, so he hurriedly explained the precautions to Su Hang and the other three people, and went to the next door Japanese and Korean students seek comfort there.
The student apartment is a room for two people. Jiang Yi grew up in China, and has never heard of a dormitory in a university with a room for two people. It is only now that he is a real exchange student, so he enjoys such treatment.
When the members of the student union left, Evan left Jiang Yiyou and ran away with the girl with long brown curly hair on the grounds that he wanted to visit the campus. Jiang Yiyou heaved a sigh of relief instead, and left Suhang alone with an excuse. After closing the door, he asked straightforwardly, "Do you know him?"
Su Hang didn't know, so, "Who?"
Jiang Yiyou: "Chu Chuan."
"We are roommates." Su Hang showed a surprised expression, "How do you know his name?"
Jiang Yiyou was startled.
After the results of the college entrance examination came out that year, he went through several people to get Chu Chuan's mobile phone number, and then asked the other party on WeChat about the major they reported—computer, one of the most popular majors in A University.
I don't know where the self-confidence comes from, or it's just the passion of not hitting the south wall and not turning back when he was a teenager. Jiang Yi directly filled in the computer without saying a word, and in the column of "do not accept professional transfers" Checked it.
Fortunately, it must have been really lucky later on, not to mention entering the computer department smoothly, and even sharing the same dormitory with Chu Chuan. On the second day with Chu Chuan, Jiang Yi inquired about the office of the teacher who was in charge of dormitory arrangement when he was a freshman, and quietly put a pile of wedding candies on his desk.
It was only four years in college, and he had never met Su Hang, let alone such a familiar relationship as a roommate. After thinking about it for a while, it turned out that because he was not admitted to University A, Suhang filled the roommate vacancy in Chu Chuan's dormitory instead.
"Have you forgotten? He and I are high school alumni."
Jiang Yiyou withdrew his thoughts, laughed brightly, tore off the sheet in the other party's hand and threw it on the back of the chair, stuffed Suhang with a can of Pepsi from the vending machine in the lobby downstairs, and opened another can of Coke with one hand The pull ring, lightly hit the edge of the Coke can in Su Hang's hand.
"Thank you for staying and helping me make my bed. How about making friends? Treat you to dinner tonight."
But the bed wasn't made yet.
Suhang glanced at the man who was sitting on the bedside with his legs spread apart, gulping down Coke, swallowed that sentence, and shook his head, "You can make friends, but you don't need to eat. This is my job."
"Alright then." Jiang Yiyou nodded, and the subject changed abruptly, "Have you brought your campus card?"
"Bring it. Do you want to borrow it? If you are not in a hurry to use it now, someone will help you apply for the campus card on Monday."
Jiang Yiyou shook his head and laughed again, showing his neat eight teeth, "Why don't you treat me to your school's cafeteria tonight?"
Each dormitory area of University A is equipped with a canteen. All in all, among all the canteens, the best and most delicious food is the third canteen in the foreign student apartment. When Su Hang raised his foot to go to the cafeteria, Jiang Yiyou stopped him, "Which cafeteria do you usually eat in?"
Suhang: "Second Canteen."
Jiang Yiyou: "Then let's go to the second canteen."
Su Hang was silent for two seconds, and told the truth: "Chu Chuan rarely eats in the cafeteria."
Jiang Yiyou: "..."
Ten minutes later, the two sat face to face by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the second canteen.
Jiang Yi looked down at the Chinese food on the plate that he hadn't eaten for two years, but he didn't show any nostalgia. He picked up a piece of spicy chicken and threw it into his mouth, pretended to chew it twice, and then expressed his intentions openly.
"As you can see, I really wanted to ask Chu Chuan about something when I asked you for dinner." He frowned distressedly, "I think you should be able to see that I pay more attention to him than normal male relationships category. I like him."
"So—" He leaned forward slightly, showing some eagerness and longing, "Does he have a girlfriend now?"
"I thought you should know." Su Hang looked at him, "Chu Chuan won't fall in love with girls."
Knowing everything, they seem to be good roommates.
Jiang Yiyou took a light breath, his Adam's apple rolled slowly, a bit of hesitation appeared on his face, "Then can you tell me—"
Before the complete words could be uttered, the thought of retreat welled up in my heart. Jiang Yiyou didn't notice for a moment, his teeth were biting on his tongue. The pain spread from the tip of his tongue, which made him wake up, and asked clearly and fast as usual: "Can you tell me, is Chu Chuan and Chu Jiari together now?"
Su Hang nodded, "Yes."
In just two words, it was as if he had gone through a long journey of ups and downs over mountains and ridges before trekking through the medulla of the brain and finally reaching his cerebral cortex. He groaned softly, and hid his face in the shadow of the backlight.
After a long time, I muttered to myself: "After all, it can be regarded as an acquaintance. Chu Jiari and I have been competing on equal footing since before, and it is not kind to go out halfway to pry the corner of the wall..."
"... I used to show off in front of him all the time, but now God probably can't stand it, and sent me here to taste the bitter fruit."
"... The world that has deviated from the original track has nothing to do with my past memories. It can barely be regarded as a parallel world."
"... So, the current Chu Chuan is no longer the original Chu Chuan."
"After much deliberation, people are dreaming and looking at the sky. It's better not to do such things as prying the corner of the wall. Maybe when I wake up, I will still be lying on our double bed, and it will still be Chu Jiari who is daydreaming instead of me." .” As if convincing himself, Jiang Yiyou raised his head, “You think so?”
Suhang didn't understand what he said, but understood the three words "pry the corner of the wall", and answered him seriously—
"yes."
Jiang Yiyou's tone was steady: "I see."
What Su Hang didn't say was that he was nineteen years old and had seen many people be happy, angry, sad and happy. Junior high school students who fail their final exams feel like the sky is falling and cry desperately. College students who break up and lovelorn will sit at a late-night barbecue stand and sneer at their ex.
But he had never seen someone like Jiang Yiyou, who completely separated the sadness on his face from himself. Hearing Jiang Yiyou's words, his distraught face and steady tone seemed to be split into two different people, sad on the one hand and nonchalant on the other.
He felt that a twenty-year-old college student should not have such heavy emotions.
For those who read the article: Although the author also has a heart for screenwriting of Hollywood blockbusters, the author only has the writing style of silly, sweet and romantic writing. I wonder if I can finish the essay within the deadline...