A touching thing: I was drunk and carried to the sixth floor.
I was depressed because my confession was rejected, so I called the dormitory next door to have a good time and went out for a drink at night (because some roommates were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination and some had part-time jobs at night). Inadvertently, several people drank too much. The bar owner called their roommates and listened to their descriptions afterwards. On the way back to the dormitory, I was too drunk to get up and shouted that this bed was so comfortable (what a shame). I had to be dragged back to the dormitory by my roommates. At that time, the dormitory was on the sixth floor, and there were many people who were drunk. I was carried upstairs in turn. At first, I got under the bed and got on the table. I pulled one on the bed and two on the bottom. It took a lot of effort to put me in bed. Afraid of me getting out of bed, my roommate stayed by my bed and slept outside (we are both girls). I was really touched when I woke up, and vowed that I would not get drunk when I met anything in the future. I will lose face and work hard for my roommate. What did your roommate do that moved you so far? Netizen: Warm.
The second touching thing: "Don't be afraid" after waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.
I have nightmares at night. I was too scared to sleep. I was so scared that I woke up my roommate in the next bed and told him my nightmare. Unexpectedly, he pulled me over and said, don't be afraid. What are you afraid of? I'm here! Can I say that it was the best night I slept since I entered school? . . . . . College roommates: they dislike each other, but there will also be these touching moments!
Touched by the third thing: carefully prepared birthday surprise.
Freshman semester is also my first birthday after entering the university. It happened that there was a game in the college that day. I was a little sad to see a cake on my way back. I thought my 18-year-old bar mitzvah had been silently finished. It is a lie to say that I am not lost. Then I received a phone call from my roommate on the road saying that the counselor wanted to talk to me about something and solemnly told me to hurry back to the dormitory. As soon as I entered the dormitory door, I was sprayed with kaleidoscope My roommate's birthday song wishes and a big cake appeared in front of me defenseless. And what moved me most was that every roommate wrote a confession letter, recording our dribs and drabs and full blessings over the past year. It was really super at that time. What did your roommate do that moved you so far? Netizen: Warm.