About the Fact That My Roommate Is Afraid of the Dark but the Excuse Is Kind of Lame.

On the university campus in September, nothing has begun yet, and everything seems to be doomed. Song Chiye is a person who doesn't like to talk much. He is 1.85 Meters tall, is a grass-tied man, and is one of the top three in mechanical majors. He is as cold as ice to people he doesn't know well. The most outrageous thing he has ever done in his life is probably to take the initiative to privately chat with a stranger who asked about cats in the freshmen group, because the voice sent by that person contained the chirping of summer cicadas and a slow and slow tone that made people want to listen to it over and over again. Xu Zhilan is afraid of life. In crowded places, your shoulders will shrink, and your voice will become softer and quieter when talking to unfamiliar people. But when he smiles, there is a shallow pear dimple on his left cheek, his eyes are crooked, and his whole person is like a bamboo shoot that has just emerged in spring - so tender that it makes people feel soft just by looking at it. He is the kind of person in the class where "all the girls in the dormitory are overflowing with maternal love", but he doesn't even know it. These two people happened to be assigned to the same dormitory. One lived in the opposite bunk, and the other lived in the next bed. There was an aisle of more than one meter between them, and countless nights of hesitation. Song Chiye was blocked and interrogated by two bad friends in the cafeteria, and he admitted with red ears that "I fell in love with him during the summer vacation"; Xu Zhilan was afraid of the dark and crawled into his bed to sleep all night, and when he woke up the next day, he found that his forehead was pressed against his shoulder; they walked together under the ginkgo tree, shoulder to shoulder; when they ate together, he put all the green peppers he didn't like into each other's bowl, and he didn't think anything was wrong from beginning to end. Sui Yi and Su Wangshu are two assists who enjoy watching the fun and not taking it too seriously. One has short hair and a sharp mouth but a soft heart, while the other is so talkative that he could chat with a stray cat on the roadside for three hours. The two of them hid in the dormitory and secretly analyzed the progress of their relationship. Their expressions were more serious than the final exam - "Did you see it?" "Yes!" "Did he look at it again just now?" "Yes!" "Then should we take action?" "Wait a little longer, the heat is not enough." ——After waiting and waiting, I found that the heat was already enough. The interesting thing about two-way secret love is that both people feel that they hide it well, but the whole world has already seen through it. This is a very slow story. Slowly enough, a ginkgo leaf turned from green to yellow and floated down from the branch. It was enough for them to change from "classmate" to "the person who shares a bed with me." Everyday life is like opening a photo album, which contains seaweed and egg drop soup in the cafeteria, the wind passing through the corridor of the teaching building, the rustling whispers in the dormitory late at night, and two clumsy people who don't know how to get close but can't help but get closer. Ginkgo leaves are turning yellow. The man who followed him clutching his clothes did not let go after all. Suitable for readers who like slow, daily, sweet but not greasy. There is no abuse in the whole process, just a group of young people in their twenties, slowly learning to like someone in the scent of osmanthus. Intention: If you like something, you don't need to say it out loud.