legal cohabitation

Because of the post that He Peng saw in the afternoon, it was obvious that Lu Qian beat someone at school again, most likely because of a girl, and he didn't know why, originally he had time to pick him up from school today, but he didn't willing to go.

After dawdling in the office until 05:30, he sent a text message to Lu Qian.

- I have something to do today, you can go home by yourself.

Lu Qian, who didn't plan to be picked up by someone, had already walked out of the school with his schoolbag on his back, looked down at his phone, and didn't reply.

In the deep and quiet night, a few extremely bright stars hung in the gloomy sky, and the wind made a terrible sound on the high-rise glass.

***

It's already nine o'clock, and Lu Qian hasn't come back yet.

Although it is very normal for Lu Qian not to go home at nine o'clock, but this time he did not tell He Peng, and He Peng couldn't get through his phone.

He Peng put down the cell phone next to his ear with a gloomy face. It has already shown that this is the ninth call to Lu Qian, all of which are stereotyped and cold female voices: "The other party is temporarily unable to answer, please call again later."

He turned around twice, finally surrendered, put on his coat and went out to look for it.

***

The rain had eroded the steps of the house mottled, and sticky brown dead leaves fell to the ground.

Lu Qian squatted in front of the steps, expressionless, holding a small piece of broken bread in his hand, and was feeding the wild cats gathered around him bit by bit.

He suddenly remembered what Tong Yang said in the afternoon, the momentary heartbeat is nothing, but the flaws exposed later will wipe out your initial heartbeat completely, making you so painful that you can't even make a sound.

Lu Qian curled up in his hand and took a red book, which was his parents' divorce certificate.

He didn't feel like crying, but his eyes were a little hot, and he felt that he was hypocritical.

He has never had a strong sense of dependence, but no matter what, he is only 17 years old after all. After so many years, he suddenly accepts this fact, and everyone will feel cheated.

Lu Qian took out the cigarette and set it on fire, watching the flames instantly burn the tail of the cigarette to black, spit out a puff of smoke, and sat on the unclean ground indifferently, the raindrops that came in wet the trouser legs.

He opened the divorce certificate and read it word by word carefully.

***

Originally, I just planned to have fun with Yu and resign abroad during the winter vacation, so I went home to get my household registration book and prepared to apply for a visa another day.

He also called Lu's mother: "Mom, where is my account book?"

"The drawer in my bedroom..." Speaking of this, the voice on the other end of the phone seemed to pause, but Lu Qian didn't notice it at the time.

She said urgently again, "Wait a minute, baby, where are you now?"

"At home." Lu Qian walked upstairs and opened the bedroom door.

"Why do you need a household registration book? Next time, my mother will find it for you next time when I come back." Mother Lu said.

"I want to apply for a visa, I'm afraid it will be too late." Lu Qian stepped in.

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered that the account book is not there..."

However, it was too late, he opened the drawer, took out the account book, and muttered strangely: "Isn't it here?"

Only after that did he see the divorce certificate under the household registration booklet.

He closed his hot eye sockets, and then a beam of light hit his eyelids, he raised his hand to block it, and saw He Peng's car between his fingers.

The wheels rolled up a puddle of water, just in front of Lu Qian's shoe.

He watched He Peng get out of the car, stood in front of him condescendingly, then reached out to brush Lu Qian's wet black hair, and squatted down in front of him.

The place where he squatted was two steps lower than Lu Qian's, and he looked up from looking down.

"Come back with me." He Peng said.

Lu Qian's lips turned white from the cold, he pursed his lower lip heavily, ignored it, stood up directly, passed He Peng and got into the car.

The sensor light in the car was on, and Lu Qian was still holding the red book in his hand. The dim light burned the ends of his hair into a light color, forming light and shadow that seemed bright and dark.

He Peng was afraid that he would go back on his word and not go back with him, so he locked him directly.

The voice stunned Lu Qian for a moment, as if he had recovered a little, and then the flame that burned the cigarette butt scalded his fingertips.

He Peng wrapped his fingers around his, hooked his cigarette and threw it away.

He Peng looked at him, his eyes were dry, the light rain outside did not wet his pupils, and there was even an indescribable stubbornness and bravery on the boy's face.

He couldn't bear it.

After all, I watched Lu Qian grow up, and I also know that this demon king is far less terrifying than others, at least the doting from childhood has protected him well, and it can even be said that he is pure.

Lu Qian took a deep breath of cigarette, and suddenly said very calmly: "My parents are divorced."

He Peng also just found out about this. He first went to the school to search but couldn't find it. Then Lu's mother called him to ask how Lu Qian was doing. Only then did he know the cause and effect of the matter.

"I know." He said softly, rubbing Lu Qian's wrist with his fingers, as if to comfort him.

"But why, I thought...they were pretty good."

"Lu Qian." He Peng said in a deep voice, "A lot of relationships won't be known forever, sometimes it's better to break up than to torture each other."

He rarely talked to Lu Qian in an adult manner, so that his usual coldness was brought into his words.

Lu Qian glanced at him sideways: "But it shouldn't be like this."

This is the first time the boy has come into contact with the cold reality, and he is stubbornly unwilling to accept it.

"Do you think so too?" Lu Qian asked.

The boy's unwavering pupils just stung He Peng's heart, his heart gradually jumped, and finally sank into the sea amidst the roar of mountains and tsunami. .

He Peng knew that sooner or later he would die in his hands.

He Peng heard his own calm voice: "Yes."

After returning, Lu Qian has been very calm, so calm that he was abnormal. He Peng warmed up the food for him and watched him eat. After that, he washed up early and went to sleep.

On the contrary, He Peng was worried that Lu Qian would have a sudden convulsion, so he got up in the middle of the night and went to Lu Qian's room to take a look.

In the morning, Lu Qian also got up on time and sent He Peng to school.

Before getting off the car, He Peng specifically told him that he would pick him up after school.

Lu Qian smiled so much that he rolled his eyes and said pointingly: "Why are you so worried about me?"

***

However, when Lu Qian was normal like every ordinary student, it was enough to cause panic.

When Yu Ci asked him to go play together, Lu Qian opened the Chinese book and said that he would go after reading this article.

Yu Ci was dumbfounded: "You... did you encounter some dirty thing being possessed?"

Even Tong Yang, who was quite depressed at first, gave him a sideways look.

Lu Qian was reading a novel in a textbook, and he had never attended a class before. This was the first time he read it, and it was pretty good, he said without raising his head.

"Uncle Yu is a young man in the new era, and his thoughts are so corrupt every day."

"..." Yu Ci hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to accept Lu Qian like this.

"Hey, this novel is pretty good, you can read it." Lu Qian sincerely recommended "good book" to his friends.

Tong Yang on the side didn't hold back, his eyes were still red, and he burst into laughter, his stomach ached from laughing: "Oh, Lu Qian, don't do this! This is not suitable for you, you know?"

Lu Qian rolled his eyes, as if a sage who devoted himself to studying despised these ignorant people.

So instead decided to communicate with other saints.

One of his saint goals is He Peng.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to He Peng.

-Have you read a novel in the language book called "Hey—Come Out"

He turned the page to the front again, looked at it, and continued typing.

- Japan's star Shinichi.

He Peng, who was in a meeting at this time, subconsciously turned off the lit phone screen, but caught a glimpse of the sender, so he made an apologetic gesture to the 20 people below.

He Peng read the message: "..."

He frowned and replied: Are you uncomfortable?

Holding his mobile phone, Lu Qian eagerly wanted to share his reading experience with others: ……………

He Peng, who didn't wait for Lu Qian to reply, hesitated for a moment, and immediately suspended the meeting. Judging from the time, he should have just finished eating. He went to the corridor to call Lu Qian.

"What's the matter with you?" He Peng asked immediately when he came up.

Lu Qian was stunned for a moment, inexplicably: "It's nothing, I just want to share my reading experience with you."

He Peng laughed, but at least he held back his ridicule, and asked calmly and modestly: "Really, then tell me about yours first."

"I think so." Lu Qian said without any shyness, "This novel just tells a truth, the way of heaven is like reincarnation, and good and evil will eventually be rewarded. If you don't believe me, look up, and the sky will spare you."

Holding a cup of coffee, He Peng leaned against the corridor outside the meeting room, nodded, and said, "You're right."

Then he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Your reading experience is quite Chinese."

In fact, He Peng doesn't remember the exact content of this novel. He spent most of his time studying mathematics, physics and chemistry, but he still patiently listened to Lu Qian's words.

I can't bear to interrupt a scumbag's sudden love of learning.

He just lowered his head, smiled dotingly, echoed a few words from time to time: "Well, yes, yes, I think so too."