What is it like to live in a room with someone of the opposite sex?

I am a male. After graduating from college, I looked for job opportunities in the city where I studied. I thought that there are more job opportunities in big cities, and if I return to my hometown too early, not only will there not be so many job opportunities, my parents will also We will also arrange various blind dates for you early.

When I just graduated, a roommate in our dormitory and I discussed renting together because we were both from out of town and wanted to stay in this city, which not only saved money, , also know the root and bottom, and take care of each other.

After several days of searching online, I finally chose a house with a convenient location and affordable rent. It has three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. It can also be used for cooking, but there are no cooking facilities. We had to buy our own bowls and pans. Considering the issues of saving money and safety, we chose to cook by ourselves and bought an induction cooker.

For the first time, we were able to rent a relatively clean and spacious house with air conditioning. We were all a little excited. Later, almost half a month later, another girl came in, which made us two grown men a little embarrassed.

Usually, we two grown men could go shirtless at home, and when the weather was hot, we could even just wear boxer briefs to wander around. Now suddenly there is an additional woman, and all we have to do is walk out of the room. , you have to dress neatly even if you go to the balcony to get some clothes.

Moreover, it is really inconvenient to live in a shared apartment with women. Every time, I feel that girls take a long time to go to the toilet and occupy the bathroom for even longer to take a shower. Every time when I get off work I feel so sleepy that I really want to take a shower and go to sleep, but I have to wait for ladies first and take a shower for thirty to forty minutes before I come out. I feel inexplicably worried about the water bill.

However, although it is not very convenient, it is still very beneficial to share a house with a woman, especially a woman who loves to cook. For example, we lent her the induction cooker that we bought and never used. To be honest, since she came, we don’t have to worry about breakfast and dinner. The money for buying groceries is evenly shared, and sometimes she even He would buy us all kinds of fruits, and the three of us got along pretty well.

Later, this girl had to move away because of a job transfer, and my roommate also moved out because the family urged him to return to work with his parents. Now I am the only one left. Not long after, another girl came in.

Oh my god, don’t think that just two people, male and female, living together in a room together can create sparks like on TV. In real life, living with such a girl would be a complete collapse.

One time when I came back from get off work, I saw the other person taking a shower without closing the door, and he didn't feel ashamed. What makes me, a homebody, even more intolerable is that I don’t want to pay for the Internet fee. Last time we shared the house, everyone consciously shared it equally. She also likes to talk on the phone. Although she doesn’t communicate much with her, her tone of conversation shows that she has a very snobbish personality. The key is that he looks average and dresses tackily. What makes me most intolerable is laziness. I never knew girls could be so lazy. I would rather spend an hour and a half tidying up than spending two minutes making the bed, leaving the door open, throwing shoes and socks everywhere, clothes from all kinds of stalls all over the bed, and throwing away key underwear, dirty clothes, etc. bathroom.

This is a shared house, okay? It’s not yours alone. Even if I don’t like cleaning, I even made the house smell like instant noodles... After two months of sharing the house, I endured it for two months, and finally I chose to move out. If I live with this kind of woman, I would rather be single for the rest of my life. .