Song Yixuan is recognized by the whole school as the flower of the high mountain, but she hangs on me like a koala every day.
I have been my roommate for two years. She rubbed my bed, drank my milk tea, and even forgot to bring her underwear when taking a shower.
"It's best to be quiet!" She always said the most offensive words with this face.
Until Lin Wei, the Minister of Literature and Art, invited me to join the club, Song Yixuan suddenly fed me shrimp in public in the cafeteria: "My family only eats shrimps that I peel."
When the drama club was rehearsing, my senior sister Su Wanqing wiped my sweat. She put ice water on my neck with a cold face: "Stay away from her."
Backstage at the New Year's Day party, she pushed me behind the dressing room door.
"They all thought I was asserting my sovereignty," she breathed in my ear, "actually I really want to kiss you."
Concept: sour and sweet