Chapter 19

This time, German went out for training for nearly a month. All my hot-blooded passion and confession were gone. He has been away for too long that the more I think, the more I am afraid of bad ending. In the end, I only had infinite fears and yearning. My ex-roommate poked this melancholy little cabbage me, and stated with much confidence, “You lost six pounds.”

I spiritless-ly asked him : “How do you know?”

Ex-roommate : “I am a gay.”

Me : “I am also ah…”

Ex-roommate : “Your inner soul don’t count. Can you get hard with me?”

Me : “…Can we change the subject?”

Ex-roommate : “I’m serious.”

I think back of those days when my ex-roommate used to be half-n*ked in the dorm, sitting on his bed in just a breezy boxer and crossing his legs. I couldn’t help uttering a “eh oh” and honestly replied, “I can’t.”

Ex-roommate : “…sometimes being honest will still get you beaten.”

Ex-roommate : “Then think about German?”

In my mind, I pictured him in a black cotton underwear sitting on the bed.

Ex-roommate : “…well, I saw it. You don’t have to think about it.”

Me : “Am I bent or not?”

Ex-roommate : “I don’t think so, can’t say for sure, but you only have feeling for German Garcia?”

I scratched my head in irritation, “…yes, in the past my heartbeat won’t just randomly accelerate because of someone of the same gender. Now I gets unbelievably h*rd just by picturing him n*ked.”

“I want to be close to him, want to hug him, kiss him. Everything that cuts between us is superfluous. I can use the best word in the world to describe this feeling. My God, I really do like German Garcia…”

Then I was once again sold and a recording was sent to German. Of course, I don’t know anything at this moment, just sitting there stupidly sighing about life and love.

Ex-roommate : “I didn’t find out this before how you are so…”

Me : “Sentimental?”

Ex-roommate : “Long-winded.”

Ex-roommate : “Oh right, still remember the senior I told you last time? I met him yesterday during lunch.”

“En?”

Ex-roommate : “He said their training has already ended at least the day before yesterday. German did not return to the dormitory?”

I was stunned : “No.”

“He didn’t contact you?”

“……No.”

My heart suddenly burst out with a sense of crisis.