When I saw my straight roommate for the first time, I wanted to confess to him, but in the end I didn’t have the courage. In 2006, after three years of high school life, I came to Chongqing to attend university in the hot summer.

When I saw my straight roommate for the first time, I wanted to confess to him, but in the end I didn’t have the courage. In 2006, after three years of high school life, I came to Chongqing to attend university in the hot summer. When I opened the dormitory door, the first person I saw was Achuan who was sleeping on my upper bunk. At this time, he was wearing basketball sports pants and playing with fancy basketball with his fingers, which was super cool. Because Chongqing is too hot, sweat beads flow quietly on his cheeks. He rolled up his jersey from time to time to wipe the sweat beads at the corners of his eyes. At this moment, the six-pack abs instantly sprinted into my eyes, which made me stunned. At this first glance, I fell in love with him.

At first glance, I thought he was super masculine. I thought he was a very straight man. I thought I would be so happy with him for four years of college life, but because he was a straight man, I never dared to say it out loud. I could only hide my love for him in my heart. It felt very uncomfortable.

I like his sweat after exercise, I like him coming back from the playground to grab the coke from my hand, and I also annoyed him who always likes to knead paper balls into the trash can in the middle of the night, and I affect my sleep. I have fantasized about the scenes where I confessed to him countless times, but I didn’t have the courage to graduate from college. After five years of graduation, I opened the love letter I wrote to him. There was a thick stack of yellowed words, and I didn’t have the courage to send it to him. Looking back on the past, if I had the opportunity to meet him again, I would definitely confess my love to him.