My three roommates are not human

I cried for a long time, maybe all night, maybe part of the night, anyway, I finally checked out with eyes as swollen as walnuts.The uncle at the front desk saw me like this, and kindly persuaded me a few words, saying that a new relationship will always come, and there is no need to cry like this for the old one.

Hey, sir, you don't understand, this is not an old man, this is a dead man.

How can the dead forget...

Although I thought so in my heart, on the surface, I still smiled and waved to the uncle.

After crying for a while, the depression accumulated in my heart was finally released, and at the same time, my nerves that had been tense were also relaxed. Now I can barely make some jokes, and make fun of the uncle at the door.

Although, thinking of the name Deng Qi still gives me a heart attack.

In the previous world, even if you cry, you have to hurry and cry within seconds.

But now I can cry all night without restraint.

No matter what the truth of this world is, at least on the surface, it is a gentle and calm world.

I walked out of the hotel and acted according to what I thought yesterday.

First, I went home to visit my parents.For them, I just didn't go home for a week, but for me, it was a reunion almost years away.I hugged them tightly, and my parents were terrified, thinking that I owed usury outside, and I came back to ask them to admit my mistake.

...Parents, what do you think of me!

As I passed my room, I took several deep breaths before I dared to open the door.The moment I opened the door, I was so frightened that I almost jumped out. My mother passed behind me and asked me what was wrong.

What else could it be? Naturally, everything in the room was the same as the room in the previous world.

Of course, intellectually, I understand that this is just a chicken and an egg—"my room" in the villa world is naturally modeled after my room in the real world.But at first glance, there is really an illusion of an egg hatching a chicken.

After all, for me now, "my room" in the villa world is more familiar.

Randomly opened magazines, half-drinked banana milk, and the faint scent of tulips that can be smelled after approaching the window.

This should have given me a warm "home" feeling, but at this moment, it made my hairs stand on end.I didn't even dare to close the door, and walked into my room with my father mopping the floor at the door.

I turned my head every three steps, and I had to confirm that my dad was mopping the floor at the door before I dared to move on.

I stood by the window for a long time, feeling the warm sunlight shining on me warmly through the window, but the step of opening the window really took me a lot of courage—after all, in that world, there is no window at all. can not be opened.

"Bangdang-"

Very easily, the window opened.

Outside the window, there are clumps of tulips, towering trees, barking dogs running past, and elementary school students going to school together.

This is the human room.

At this moment, I finally let go of the hanging heart.

I'm really back, I'm not in that nightmare anymore.

The things that followed were difficult, easy and not easy. All in all, for me who had already killed someone, it was not that difficult to do some shameless things.

I knelt on the ground and told my parents about my situation. I made up a bunch of reasons, saying that the people around me were too capable and made me jealous, that I was cheated when I was dating online, and that I was cold and violent by my roommates. My mentality will collapse, so I need to take a break from school for half a year to adjust my mentality.

My father beat me up without saying a word, and my mother quickly joined the battle, but the ending was good-I would rather die than surrender, with blue eyes that were swollen from crying just now, I finally got my parents' signature.

I went back to school, took a leave of absence from my counselor, and was about to do the last little thing on my to-do list.

I came to Deng Qi's house.

their door.

Because the security didn't let me in.

Uncle Security looked at me viciously and asked me which street I lived in. I froze for a moment, and then realized that my swollen face and blue eyes and nose made him misunderstand my background.

No way, I had to wait cowering in the autumn wind.

After waiting for a long time, I realized how stupid I was doing this - I had never met Deng Qi's parents, I just knew the address of their community - I knew it because when Deng Qi filled out his home address that day Xiaoshou exclaimed from the side, "You actually live here", and I leaned over to take a look. That neighborhood is too famous, so I remembered it in my heart.

Now, both Deng Qi and Xiaoshou have disappeared from this world, only I still stay at the gate of this community, squatting at Deng Qi's parents who don't know when they will appear.

About when the sun was about to set, I saw a middle-aged man getting out of the car, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Deng Qi.I was thinking about why he got off the car at the entrance of the community. If I can afford this kind of house, can't I afford a parking space, when I saw him running to a street stall in the distance and bought two roasted sweet potatoes.

...Deng Qi also always likes to bring me two roasted sweet potatoes when evening self-study is over.

Got it, dear dad.

Seeing that Deng Qi's father was about to get in the car, I hurried forward and stopped him.Soon, a pair of pure black eyes projected on me with surprise. Although the other party had crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, the eyebrows and eyes that were too similar to Deng Qi still made me very uncomfortable for a while. A fishbone is stuck in it.

Hey, if this continues, will I die?

With such thoughts mixed in, I asked the question with a messy mind.

"Uh, that, that, Dad, do you know your son, Deng Qi?"

Deng Qi's father: ...

I:……

I was careless, I didn't expect tongue knots to be like this - but, calling "Dad" by accident, it can be regarded as meeting Deng Qi's wish.

Even if I comfort myself like this in my heart, I can't stop the embarrassment at the moment.

I had no choice but to turn on my phone and show a photo I saved in that fake Deng Qi QQ space in advance.

Speaking of it, the will of the world is really omnipotent, and it can replace details as small as QQ space one by one.

The other party was obviously a well-educated person. After seeing the photos, he quickly calmed down and asked me coldly, "How much does it cost?"

...It turned out that I didn't calm down, but thought I was a kidnapper.

How bad do I look today.

Hey, isn't that how TV dramas and dramas are usually arranged?Even if the whole world forgets a person, his father and mother will leave residual memories.

I thought there would be a little clue here, but it seems that making a mistake is already the limit of the world's will.

In this world, I am really the only one who still remembers Deng Qi.

I had to quickly bow my head and apologize, saying that I was Deng Qi's friend, and I came here because I saw him being beaten today.

Deng's father is quite easy to talk to. After I finished explaining, he no longer made a bad face, but briefly introduced the current situation of "Deng Qi" to me.From his tone, he still cared about his son.Soon, he left.

I lowered my head and found that there was an extra piece of paper in my hand. It seemed that Father Deng had left something for me before he drove away.

is a string of numbers.

Excitedly, I googled it and found that it was the phone number of the mental hospital.

I:……

Being indifferent to strangers is also very similar to Deng Qi.

Although he was scolded severely, he finally found some evidence that Deng Qi existed.

In order to keep Deng Qi from disappearing from my memory again, I went to buy a can of ants-this is the best solution I came up with after much thinking.

I thought that once the memory was awakened, it would stay in my head forever.But soon, I realized that my memory began to blur again.This means that I need to force myself to take an ant out of the bottle every twelve hours and crush it to death in the palm of my hand.

I react differently to "death" than to "killing".

If it's just an ordinary "death", it can only keep me awake for a short while, but the strong sense of guilt of "killing" can keep me awake for more than twelve hours.

Killing ants is not illegal, and when you crush an ant with your fingers, you can clearly see its resistance—this deepens my feelings and makes the memory stick longer.

Taking the ant pot with me, I went into battle lightly and started my world tour—yes, even though I haven’t mentioned the world itself since my analysis, I still have doubts about it.

And, my personal selfishness - I don't want to stay here anymore, this land where Deng Qi lived.It's a silly statement, but I'm always terrified that I'm going to die of a broken heart.Every time I think of Deng Qi, I feel like swallowing [-] needles. In the past two days, I even started to lose my pace when running.

Now, my life is not just my life, it is Deng Qi's life.

My life and his are tied together by some kind of invisible rope.If you can see my soul, it must be entangled with thorns named Deng Qi.I don't need to cherish mine, but I have to save his, this is my responsibility.

For this, I have to live well.

In the past six months, I traveled as poorly as possible, without any romance, and went to Japan, the United States, Europe, Africa and other places as if I had completed a task.

But even such a mission-style trip made me feel happy.When I was standing on the top of Mt. Fuji, under Mount Kilimanjaro, at those moments, I really forgot Deng Qi.Then I will feel a deep sense of guilt, thinking how can I forget my purpose because of these scenery, but the fact is true, the dead will not be forgotten, but he will just be buried in my heart, occasionally appearing suddenly to trip me A stumble without lingering in my head for long.Half a year later, most of the time, I don't think of Deng Qi anymore.

If I really have a chance to revive him, then I must tell him personally that the dead really cannot occupy a very strong position in the heart of the living.

So, you have to live well.

From this, I confirmed one important thing—this world is indeed the "real world" in my eyes that I once lived in.

The ability of the will of the world is limited. Obviously, the "Villa World" is an existing thing, and it does not need to spend its energy, and its existing energy can only create a small, Crude world.

This world is huge, and every inch of land I have stepped on is real, which is beyond the scope of the will of the world.

Although this world is controlled by it to a certain extent, this is definitely not the world it created.

Half a year later, after adjusting my mood, I returned to school, and I was overwhelmed with the credits that I had to make up after returning to school.

I lost at least 20 credits, and I had to take seven or eight classes to make up for it. Many of these courses collided with my courses this year, and I still need to apply for an exemption from listening and then self-study exams.

No, how did things suddenly become so real!

... To be honest, in that kind of horror and adventure movies, the protagonists come back from adventures for a few years, can't they all go to school as usual?

Why do I have to face the risk of Yanbi after facing the danger of death? !

This is like a matter of two worlds, no, this is a matter of two worlds! !

Frowning, worrying about the difficult semester ahead, I carried my luggage and came to my new dormitory—the previous one, which had already been given to other students during my six months of absence, and I was happy Therefore, I happily changed the dormitory.

If I saw that fake Deng Qi, I would be impulsive and beat him up.

401,402,403, 404, [-]... I walked to [-], my dormitory this year, with my big and small bags.

I poked my head out, forced a grin, and said hello to my new roommates.

No matter how the new roommate is, it can't be worse than the fake Deng Qi, thinking so, I opened the door: "Hi——"

My words were stretched infinitely, and all the luggage in my hand fell to the ground at once.I could feel a violent earthquake in my pupils. In an instant, everything was silent, and everything seemed to be pulled back to that world, and it was contaminated with a strange atmosphere again.

I see, Ai Li, Bi Fei, Cheng Cheng... No, maybe it is more appropriate to call them a, b, c.In the dim dormitory, they sat in their respective positions, slowly turning their heads towards me, with something inexplicable flashing in their eyes, like the beginning of a horror movie.