I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

The school had been closed long ago, Qi Shu climbed over the wall and jumped out, walked around the commercial street outside the school, and finally found his roommate who was sitting under the wall in a small corner and planned to stay out at night.

He Heng seemed to be in a bad mood. There were seven or eight empty beer bottles around him, and half a bottle was still in his hand. When he looked up and saw Qi Shu coming, he stretched out his hand and handed it to him: "Take a sip?"

This bottle of He Heng has already been drunk, and Qi Shu didn't mind, so he took a sip, stood quietly for a while, looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to help you back to the dormitory, or stay here with you again?" Sit for a while?"

He Heng still raised his head, as if thinking for a while: "Sit down, I don't want to go back."

Qi Shu imitated him and sat down beside him, leaning his back against the wall.

The half bottle had already been handed over to someone just now, and He Heng was too embarrassed to ask to come back, but fortunately there were still two unopened bottles piled up on the floor at the base of the wall.He opened another bottle, touched Qi Shu, and drank himself a couple of gulps.

Looking out from his angle, it happened to be a barbecue restaurant. The tables were placed outside the store door, and a few lamps were pulled on.

It made the corner of the wall where even the lights couldn't shine even more deserted.

"My mother doesn't want a divorce."

He Heng's voice was soft, as if he was simply chatting, and he couldn't tell how sad he was unless he listened carefully, "Why, obviously she should want a divorce the most."

Qi Shu didn't speak, just put his hands on his back.

This kind of family has short stories, except for those who are deeply involved in it, no one can point out how to do it-even if the path is already obvious, there will always be various obstacles.

He Heng didn't want to talk to Qi Shu about such bad things at home.

There are many things and things are messy, and it would be suspected of being sympathetic and miserly if you say it.

But it was too quiet at the moment, and maybe the alcohol played a big part in it.He Heng raised his head and looked at the starry sky that he could not see clearly for a while, then he opened his mouth gently.

"As far as I can remember, my dad has been away for months and months. My mother always said that I can't let me have no dad, but I am no different from having no dad since I was a child."

"I know, I can blame no one for this matter and I can't blame my mother. She is the biggest victim... But obviously, as long as we get divorced, we can get rid of him and start over."

Why does mother refuse to divorce father? He Heng has thought about this question for at least ten years.At first, he felt that his mother could not support two people because he made money alone, so he began to desperately try to make money.But when he took home the bonus he earned for the first time, before he could persuade them to divorce, his mother couldn't wait to call his father, taking this opportunity to let him go home and praise his son.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he would end up simply being between his parents—no, it was just an excuse for his mother to call his father to let him go home.

But obviously my mother was not like this at first.

Obviously when she first found out, she was very angry and determined to divorce.

At that time, He Heng was still young, about six or seven years old, and he didn't understand what was going on. He only heard that his parents were going to divorce, and was frightened by the relatives around him. He cried hoarsely, hugged his mother and shouted not to leave.

"Xiao Heng, hurry up and persuade your mother."

"Oh, it's such a big deal, it won't cause a divorce. You see, your man also knows he's wrong."

"What can happen when two men are together, Xiaolan, you care too much."

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, how can everything be true between husband and wife?"

"The child is still so young, what should we do if we get divorced?"

"At least think about it for the child."

"Oh, look how pitiful the child is crying, Xiaolan, how can you bear it?"

"..."

At that time, Liu Xiaolan also said that after the divorce, she could live a good life with her children, but she was persuaded by "how to make money to raise children after divorce" and "children can't live without a father".

At that time, everyone understood that the persuasion between relatives was harmless, but it was this harmless persuasion that finally smoothed out all the anger of the woman who found out that her husband was cheating.

"I shouldn't have been crying."

Every time He Heng thinks about it, it feels like a thorn in his heart, and he blames himself terribly, "If I hadn't cried then, maybe my mother wouldn't have softened her heart, maybe she got divorced ten years ago."

At this time, it would be too pale to simply say that you can't blame you, Qi Shu had no choice but to comfort him in another way: "Marriage has its own definite number, and separation and separation may not be something that you can easily change with a word. "

A thorn buried in my heart for many years is actually difficult to be easily comforted by a word, but He Heng still nodded cooperatively and responded.

"This time, he talked with Mr. Sun for almost three years."

When He Heng thought about it, he felt that this was fucked, and he put his hand in his hair and scratched, "He is my English teacher in the first grade of junior high school. I don't know how they met. Obviously, my mother went to the parent-teacher meeting. It's open."

"I didn't know they were together for more than half a year. I was Teacher Sun's class representative at the time. I went to the office to hand in my homework before morning reading, and I happened to see them. At that time, Teacher Sun was sitting on a chair, and my dad was standing beside him and smiling. Talk to him. Even after seeing me, the two of them greeted me generously, as if they were not guilty at all, and they were not worried about being discovered by me and going home to tell my mother.”

He Hengzai recalled it carefully, "The two of them were chatting at the time, smiling very happily. I have never seen my father smile at my mother like this."

Qi Shu was silent.

He really can't imagine how irresponsible parents must be to cheat on their children's English teacher, and even after being smashed, they don't have the slightest guilty conscience.

It is also completely unimaginable how many teachers who have no teacher's morality will tolerate themselves being with their students' married fathers.

Do you really not need to consider your child's thoughts at all?

"I feel sick when I think about it. Qi Shu, I really feel sick when I think about it."

Even now, He Heng's voice is soft, as if he has naturally learned to restrain himself, "Why? Why are people who cheated now living happily and happily, while those who were hurt live in such pain every day...Why? Woolen cloth?"

"Since he likes men, why did he marry my mother in the first place?"

……

My roommate looked really sad.

Qi Shu sat with him under the wall for a long time. There were two groups of people on the tables of the barbecue restaurant, and finally they all went home in twos and threes. , Turn off the lights at the door.

The bottom of the wall, which was only a little bright with the help of those few lamps, was completely dark, and even the street lamps refused to shine here.

Summer nights are not cold, but everything is deserted, which makes people feel empty.He Heng looked around, and there was no one beside him besides Qi Shu.

Thus, Qi Qiran, who is dependent on each other between heaven and earth, was born inexplicably.

It was already one or two o'clock at night, and He Heng drank a lot of wine, and now he was in a stage of "sane but unable to walk in a straight line at all", and it was hopeless to climb over the wall and enter the school.But the two of them didn't bring their ID cards when they came out, and they couldn't go to a hotel to get a room to sleep.

But it is obviously even worse to sit under the wall for a night.

"It's over, there is nowhere to go."

He Heng laughed out loud, but he laughed and was sad, his eyes and nose were sore.He took his last sip of wine and placed the empty wine bottles neatly by the wall.

He wanted to tell Qi Shu that he was really hurting you, but the two of them were still dependent on each other just now, if they were so different again, He Heng felt that it was too much, so he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"Where is your ID card, is it easy to find?"

Qi Shu tried his best to save himself, "I'll ask Tuantuan to send out our ID cards."

Little roommates always survive adversity.

He Heng thought for a while: "It's in my desk drawer, a black card case."

I don't know how Qi Shu got in touch with Tuantuan. They waited for less than 10 minutes before a white fluffy dumpling jumped down from the eaves above their heads with two ID cards in their mouths.

Qi Shu took the ID card from its mouth, and before he had time to say anything, Tuantuan scratched his paw angrily: "Damn it, you hid outside the school to get a room for my little fish? Qi Shu Are you a human too?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Wherever you go.

In order to appease the little ancestor, Qi Shu had no choice but to promise to add another bag to it tomorrow, and coaxed him for a long time before going back to sleep happily.

With such an interruption from Tuan Tuan, the depressed feeling in He Heng's heart dissipated a lot.He let out a sigh of relief, followed Qi Shu and stood up: "Where are we going?"

It’s not long since the start of school, and it’s military training and holidays. Qi Shu’s familiarity with off-campus is limited to the hot pot meal at the beginning and looking for someone around the corner today. I looked at the phone for a while, and pointed in a direction: "Go over there, I think there is a hotel, but it's a bit small."

The battery of He Heng's mobile phone was already in danger, so he turned his head to look at Qi Shu's screen: "It's fine. If you stay for one night, you can live anywhere."

He said, walking forward with Qi Shu, trying to walk in a straight line.

But this is too difficult for a person who has drunk seven or eight bottles of beer.

After he walked out of a strange arc for the fourth time and was almost hit by a street lamp, Qi Shu had no choice but to reach out to support him, and the two of them walked forward slowly together.

The street lamp was shining from behind, casting two long shadows in front of the two of them.

The two shadows supported each other, and under the illumination of the street lamps, they became longer and shorter, repeating the cycle.

It seems like it can go on like this forever.