The director, who is known for his recklessness, and Jessica, a teacher, met in college.

At that time, the reckless director was not yet a famous director in the industry; he was just an ordinary male college student.

Jessica wasn't a top-tier makeup artist known in the industry; she was just someone with terrible makeup skills.

A man named Bu Yaomin looked like someone on whom the older generation had placed high hopes.

One of them was named Jessica, which gave you a pretty good idea that she was a foreigner.

On the first day of school, the two of them unfortunately ended up alone in the dormitory assignments.

However, the two who were alone were lucky enough to be assigned to the same dormitory.

Thus began their four-year cohabitation as roommates.

Bu Yaomin studied directing for film and television, while Jessica was an international student specializing in art design for film and television.

Bu Yaomin was shocked when he first saw Jessica.

The first time we met was the moment Jessica opened the door to her dorm room.

Bu Yaomin stood inside, looking towards the door, hoping to greet his only roommate.

He was stunned the moment Jessica walked in.

His hair was dyed in all sorts of bright colors, almost fluorescent, and his face was covered in heavy makeup. At first glance, you'd think he'd been punched in the face.

He even hesitated for half a second about whether to call the police.

Well, Bu Yaomin's first impression of him was—well, what an unconventional person.

The moment Jessica opened the door and saw Bu Yaomin, she immediately dropped her suitcase.

The suitcase fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Without waiting for Bu Yaomin to react, he gave him a bear hug and kissed him on the cheek to express his joy at seeing him.

Bu Yaomin was caught off guard by this sudden enthusiasm and didn't know how to react for a moment. Jessica, on the other hand, let go of him first, reached out her hand to him, and spoke.

"Hello, my name is Jessica, I'm from the UK, and this is my first time in China."

"Hello, my name is Bu Yaomin, I'm a local." Bu Yaomin answered truthfully.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Jessica’s blue eyes, like a vast ocean, gazed directly at him.

“But for your first time in China, your Chinese is quite good!” Bu Yaomin was surprised.

"Guess how I learned it?" Jessica acted like a natural friend, even keeping Bu Yaomin, whom she had just met, in suspense.

Do you have any Chinese relatives? Did you hire a Chinese tutor before?

No, I watch Chinese TV dramas.

"What?" Bu Yaomin was still a little curious. What kind of TV series could have such great magic?

"The Legend of Zhen Huan!!!"

"Yes, it is indeed a good drama, a classic. You have good taste." Bu Yaomin deeply agreed with his taste in dramas.

I never expected that foreigners would use it to learn Chinese.

But it's good, as long as I can learn something.

The two of them lay in bed that night, both a little excited about the first day of school, unable to sleep, and continued chatting.

"Why did you come to China in the first place?" Bu Yaomin asked him.

Jessica answered his question without hesitation.

"You know, right? Asia has four great evil arts—Korean plastic surgery, Thai sex reassignment surgery, Japanese makeup techniques, and Chinese photo editing techniques."

"Shouldn't they go to Japan to study?" Bu Yaomin asked, puzzled.

"No, I prefer Chinese culture and Chinese makeup. I think I should start studying it from ancient times. I want to become one of the top makeup artists in the industry in the future."

Bu Yaomin glanced at his hair and makeup, and felt a chill run down his spine.

But it's not good to discourage him.

"Alright, good luck, young man."

“Haha, I wish you success too.” Jessica responded to Bu Yaomin. In fact, given his level of Chinese at the time, he genuinely felt that Bu Yaomin was encouraging him.

"Haha, let's succeed together," Bu Yaomin replied awkwardly.

As night fell and the moon disappeared behind the clouds, the two fell into a dream, ending their final conversation after their first meeting.

The two met for the first time and talked about their ideals. They never imagined that one day, both of their ideals would come true and that they would shine in their respective fields.

Aside from the awkward conversation on the first day, the two got along much better afterward.

Of course, Jessica herself didn't feel awkward at their first meeting.

Aside from attending classes, the two were almost inseparable.

Because both of them are quite good-looking, they have received a lot of attention, and many people have even started shipping them as a couple. However, Bu Yaomin was unaware of this, as he was focused on his studies and rarely paid attention to such things.

Jessica, however, was quite perceptive in noticing it, but she didn't stop it and let it develop, pretending she knew nothing about it.

Bu Yaomin has always been a calm and composed person since childhood. However, after entering university and spending time with Jessica and other club members, he inexplicably developed a "club bully" personality, and his occasional jokes made everyone burst into laughter.

The two of them didn't have many conflicts in their lives. Rather than saying there weren't many conflicts, it would be more accurate to say that Bu Yaomin was more accommodating to Jessica.

Jessica has always been the one to do whatever she says.

Jessica is very satisfied with her roommates and life.

"I wish I could live with you for the rest of my life," he said.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Bu Yaomin continued, “You should go back to where you belong.”

“Who knows?” Jessica leaned closer to Bu Yaomin, looking at him with a smile.

Bu Yaomin looked away, turned off the light, but his ears quietly turned red.

"Go to sleep."

"good evening."

When clubs were recruiting new members, Bu Yaomin joined the Photography Association, while Jessica joined the Modeling Association.

Both of them were very popular in the club.

Bu Yaomin was calm but not rigid, and could chat and laugh with the members. He was also a highly skilled photographer and later succeeded as the president of the photography association.

Jessica, after joining the Models Association, managed to do both makeup and runway shows. She not only gained a lot of fans but also improved her makeup skills considerably. Coupled with her outgoing personality, she became a true social butterfly and eventually became the president of the Models Association.

Although the two were not in the same club, they became familiar with each other over time because they visited each other frequently. With the occasional social gatherings, the people from the two clubs became like in-laws.

For director Bu Yaomin, who has a professional background in filmmaking, shooting is just a normal part of his daily work.

He participated in many short film competitions and won many awards.

Jessica, on the other hand, shone brightly in the Models Association.

He modeled himself and also used the people in the association as his models to practice his makeup skills.

Actually, he initially used Bu Yaomin as his model.

He practiced his makeup skills on Bu Yaomin's face every day.

At first, it was naturally a terrible sight.

Bu Yaomin, a fine young man, was transformed into an unconventional figure.

"Did I make you look ugly?" Jessica realized this for the first time from Bu Yaomin's face, and couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

“No, it’s fine.” Bu Yaomin didn’t point it out directly, but instead gave him some suggestions based on his own aesthetic sense, which Jessica humbly accepted.

The smile returned to normal.

I'll be the guinea pig.

Bu Yaomin thought to himself, "It's better not to let him harm others."

Having him as a guinea pig should be enough.

However, the truth is that Jessica's makeup skills have indeed improved on Bu Yaomin's face, perhaps even made leaps and bounds.

This kid has really mastered makeup skills.

Not content with just applying makeup to Bu Yaomin's face, Jessica then turned her attention to the members of the Model Association.

Of course, his makeup skills were unanimously praised, and he took over the makeup business. He tirelessly sought inspiration from models and developed many unique makeup looks.

Even though it became a hit for a time, it only slightly increased its brand awareness.

Even though he is still just a college student.

Bu Yaomin was very happy for him.

He was a little unaccustomed to the fact that Jessica no longer "painted" his face.

He thought he must be crazy, how could he have become addicted to being a guinea pig?

They were very busy during that time, and what started as inseparable moments became a situation where they could only see each other when they returned to their dormitories at night.

But Jessica seemed even more enthusiastic, throwing herself at him every time.

After the winter vacation started, Bu Yaomin packed his things and prepared to go home for the Chinese New Year in a few days.

Jessica leaned against the table, propping her cheek up with her hand, her eyes fixed on Bu Yaomin.

"Xiao Xi." Bu Yaomin called him several times before he responded.

"ah?"

"What are you thinking about so seriously?"

"In China, do people always go home to celebrate the Lunar New Year with their families?" Jessica asked out of the blue.

"We definitely have to spend the New Year with our families. Reunion is our tradition."

"Can I go home with you for the New Year?" Jessica suddenly looked up at him, her eyes fixed on him.

"Huh?" Bu Yaomin didn't react for a moment.

"Can't I?" Jessica asked him, blinking her blue eyes, which were filled with tears. Bu Yaomin felt that if he didn't agree, Jessica would cry in frustration.

“Yes, yes, I can.” Bu Yaomin found it hard to refuse any of his requests.

“Let’s go then.” Jessica suddenly stood up from the stool and took the lead in walking out of the dormitory.

Bu Yaomin stood there, stunned, holding his luggage.

No, when did he pack his luggage?!

Jessica kept talking the whole way.

However, he knew that Bu Yaomin's parents were divorced and had their own families. They didn't care much about him, but they would send him money on time every month. Bu Yaomin had lived with his grandmother in the countryside since he was a child.

So Jessica wisely avoided asking about other things and only asked her grandmother.

Do you think Grandma will like the clothes I bought?

"Is my hair color too eye-catching?"

"This fruit is very sweet. Does Grandma like sweet things?"

"What's the countryside like? Did Grandma raise a lot of chickens and ducks?"

"Do you know how to kill a chicken or a fish?"

...

Bu Yaomin patiently responded to him one by one.

"She'll like it; Grandma likes clothes with this pattern."

"The hair color is nice."

"Yes, I like sweets."

"Yes, there are also pigs and dogs."

"I can do it, even slaughtering pigs."

Jessica was completely taken aback. Slaughtering pigs? That doesn't seem likely.

Of course it doesn't look like it; it was all just Bu Yaomin joking with him.

Once in the countryside, Jessica was curious about everything and kept chattering away.

Before he even reached the door, Bu Yaomin could see his grandmother looking out from the doorway.

As soon as she saw Bu Yaomin, Grandma came to greet him.

The next second, when she saw Jessica behind her grandson, the grandmother immediately let go of Bu Yaomin.

"Oh my, what a beautiful child!" Grandma teased her grandson, "Could it be that you kidnapped her?"

"Hello, Grandma." Jessica quickly explained to Grandma Bu, "I'm Yaomin's roommate and good friend. You can just call me Xiaoxi."

"I was just joking with you. Come inside." Bu Yaomin had already told his grandmother about Jessica, but Grandma Bu really liked Jessica.

She is indeed very beautiful.

Once inside, Grandma Bu took Jessica's hand and started chatting about everyday things.

In comparison, it seems as if Bu Yaomin has been neglected.

"Grandma, people will think that Xiaoxi is your real grandson if you act like this."

"That's not impossible. I'm happy to see Xiao Xi, and I'd be willing to have him as my grandson."

"That depends on whether Xiao Xi is willing or not," Bu Yaomin continued.

"Yes, Grandma!! You're my real grandma!!" she said, leaning against Grandma Bu, her whole body beaming with joy.

Seeing that they were having a good time chatting, Bu Yaomin decided not to disturb them and went straight into the kitchen to prepare the dishes.

Over the next few days, Bu Yaomin took Jessica for a stroll in the countryside.

Picking vegetables, catching fish, gathering fruit, and killing chickens—he took Jessica to do things she had never done before.

Jessica was having fun, and so was he.

On the fourth day after returning to the countryside, the two of them went hiking, fully equipped with gear.

We set off in the afternoon to catch a sunset, camped overnight on the mountain, and then watched the sunrise the next morning.

Bu Yaomin also brought photography equipment, preparing to do a time-lapse.

Bu Yaomin practically carried Jessica on the way up the mountain. It's normal that Jessica, lacking exercise, isn't as physically fit as Bu Yaomin.

The two arrived at the mountaintop, set up their tent and camera, and just as the sun set.

They took their first photo together watching the sunset.

The night was cold on the mountaintop, so Bu Yaomin set up a fire, and the two of them roasted sweet potatoes around the fire.

I lay on the chair and looked up at the starry sky.

A shooting star streaked across the sky.

They made a wish.

No one knows what they wished for.

Late at night, after extinguishing the fire, the two men crawled into the tent.

Jessica kept moving closer to Bu Yaomin.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bit cold."

"Then move closer to me."

"good."

“This is the first time we’ve slept together,” Jessica said.

"Does that mean the last few days don't count?" Bu Yaomin was puzzled. Jessica had been sleeping in his room for the past few days. No, it should be said that the two of them slept in the same bed and used the same blanket. But why did it sound so strange coming from Jessica's mouth?

"That's different."

"How are they different?"

Jessica didn't say anything, but it was definitely different.

"Go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"good."

A dozen minutes later, Jessica heard even breathing sounds.

He guessed that Bu Yaomin must be asleep.

So he sat up, bent down, and gently kissed Bu Yaomin on the forehead.

After Jessica finished doing this, she quietly lay back down in her original spot.

He was faking it, whether it was cold or not.

Little did he know that as he lay down to sleep peacefully, someone opened their eyes and their heart pounded.

What a difficult night.

The next morning, the two got up on time to watch the sunrise.

Jessica looked energetic, but Bu Yaomin seemed a bit dazed, as if he hadn't slept well.

"Didn't you go to bed very early last night?"

"Um."

"Then what..."

“Let’s go down the mountain, Grandma has made breakfast.” Bu Yaomin didn’t let him finish speaking.

"oh."

After descending the mountain and returning home, they enjoyed a happy breakfast together.

The three of them went to town and bought a lot of New Year's goods.

On New Year's Eve, the three of them had their first reunion dinner of the year.

Grandma gave them both big red envelopes. Jessica did exactly what Bu Yaomin did, adhering to the principle of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do."

After spending the next two weeks together, the two of them will have to return to school early.

The reason, of course, is that Bu Yaomin signed up for another competition, and this time the two of them need to complete it together.

That night, I returned to school.

"Let's switch beds tonight. I'll sleep here, and you can sleep there, okay?"

"Why?" Bu Yaomin didn't understand. Aren't all the beds in the school dormitories the same?

“It’s different,” Jessica muttered softly, but Bu Yaomin didn’t hear her.

"Then go to sleep." Bu Yaomin habitually indulged Jessica.

“Okay.” Jessica jumped onto Bu Yaomin’s bed like a monkey.

Bu Yaomin also fell asleep in Jessica's bed.

It smells so good.

"Smells good."

Filming began the next day.

Jessica became the protagonist in Bu Yaomin's film.

The filming period was neither too short nor too long, just about half a month.

After filming wrapped up, Jessica happily dragged Bu Yaomin to a bar for drinks.

At this time, the weather was still very cold.

People on the street hurried along, their hair fluttering in the wind.

Bu Yaomin didn't pay attention to the name of the bar; he just saw men everywhere he went and didn't see a single woman.

After having a few drinks with Jessica, Bu Yaomin turned and went to the restroom.

Unexpectedly, someone was passionately kissing in the restroom.

Bu Yaomin quickly came out after using the restroom.

When the results came out, she saw that next to Jessica, in her original spot, sat a strange man.

Judging from the man's eyes, there was a hint of ill intent in them.

After all, his hand was almost touching Jessica's face.

Bu Yaomin stepped forward and slapped the man's hand away.

"What are you doing?" the man asked aggressively, somewhat annoyed by Bu Yaomin's obstruction.

"Don't touch him." Bu Yaomin wanted to break the man's hand at the thought of it touching Jessica's face.

"Are you his boyfriend?" the man asked provocatively.

Jessica remained silent, wanting to hear Bu Yaomin's answer.

"no."

"Then it's none of your business! I can pursue anyone just because I'm single. Do I need your permission to pursue him?"

"I..." Bu Yaomin didn't know what stance to take when saying this.

"Then let it go."

"We are roommates."

"Roommate?" A look of disbelief crossed the man's face. "Roommates come to places like this?"

Then he dusted himself off and left.

"Xiaoxi."

"Um?"

"Shall we go?"

"Where to?" Bu Yaomin didn't answer him, but pulled Jessica out.

The two wandered the streets late at night.

The wind howled and blew into Jessica's neck, and he suddenly remembered something important.

"Scarf, oh no, I left my scarf at the bar." Jessica turned around to go back and look for it, but Bu Yaomin stopped her.

"Don't go back to get it, use mine." Bu Yaomin said, already taking off his scarf and wrapping it around Jessica's neck.

"No, that was a gift from you."

"Then I'll give you another one."

"Really?"

"Um."

The two walked towards the school.

For a long, long time, the two remained silent, lost in thought.

"No, Xiaoxi, are you not quite straight?" After thinking for a long time, she finally blurted out these words.

"Hmm...is it that hard to see? Isn't it obvious?" Jessica roared inwardly, "I've bent over like a mosquito coil, and you're only just noticing?"

“Oh,” Bu Yaomin replied with a single word.

"What do you mean, 'oh'?"

"nothing."

"Blockhead." Jessica never expected that the words she had recently learned would come in handy so quickly.

Jessica was both angry and annoyed. She walked quickly for a long time before suddenly stopping.

She turned around, cupped Bu Yaomin's face in her hands, and left him with a long, deep kiss.

The moment he let go, Bu Yaomin tightened his grip on Jessica's waist, making the kiss even more lingering, conquering and ravaging her mouth.

They kissed until their faces were flushed red before they stopped.

Jessica's lip was cut by someone's haste, and tears welled up in her deep blue eyes.

Bu Yaomin was somewhat at a loss.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

He has never been in a relationship, nor... kissed anyone.

Jessica was the first.

This made his heart pound wildly.

He seemed to understand why he had stopped others from getting close to Jessica earlier.

So that feeling was called liking someone.

As with every social gathering, I don't like Jessica being surrounded by too many people chatting and laughing.

Neither men nor women will do.

I didn't like Jessica's intimate contact with the female lead in the short film, even though it was just holding hands and a misplaced kiss.

He doesn't like people chasing after Jessica and confessing their love to him, and he doesn't like his deep blue eyes looking at other people.

dislike……

dislike……

Everything now has an answer.

Seeing Jessica's bloodshot lips and bruised lip, his hand involuntarily went to her.

"Sorry, does it hurt?"

Jessica didn't speak, but shook her head and stared straight at him.

"I...I think I've probably fallen for you."

Jessica was somewhat shocked. She hadn't expected Bu Yaomin to say such a thing. She thought he would run away or pretend nothing had happened.

Jessica didn't speak, and Bu Yaomin was undecided.

"I just kissed you, I can take responsibility!!!! It's okay if you don't like it..."

“Who said I don’t like you?” Jessica said.

Bu Yaomin was stunned again.

"ah?"

"Huh?" Jessica smiled and looked up at the sky. "It's snowing."

"Um."

"Carry me on your back, I don't want to walk anymore."

"good."

Bu Yaomin squatted down, and Jessica lay on his back, feeling his broad and warm embrace.

"Hmm, it's like it was born to carry me," he thought happily.

Bu Yaomin carried him towards the dormitory; there were hardly any people on the road late at night.

"Can I take that as a confession from you?" Jessica asked Bu Yaomin, noticing that Bu Yaomin's ears quickly turned bright red.

"Um."

“Then I won’t accept it.” Jessica whispered in his ear, breathing heavily. “The confession I want has to include flowers, gifts, and your whole heart.”

"Okay, it's all yours." Bu Yaomin replied quickly, "It's all yours, including mine."

Was that your first kiss?

"Um."

"In that case, you're mine from now on."

"It's yours."

"Let's go back!!!"

If I had known this guy was so easy to win over, I should have taken him to the bar earlier.

The two slept until noon.

When Jessica got up, her whole body ached and she felt weak. She opened her eyes groggily, just as Bu Yaomin came back after buying food.

She was carrying a bouquet of flowers, glistening with water droplets.

Do you like it?

"Yes, I like it!!"

How much do you like it?

"Come here and I'll tell you."

Bu Yaomin walked towards him with flowers in his hands, and Jessica wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a light kiss.

"Like me as much as you like me."

The year he graduated, Bu Yaomin held his first photography exhibition. At the center of the booth was a photograph he had taken of Jessica, taken on a breezy afternoon.

Sunlight shone on Jessica's blonde hair, which fluttered in the wind.

That was the first time he was moved.