I heard that my roommate is a celestial master

When He Heng woke up the next day, Qi Shu was leaning on the next bed and playing with his mobile phone.

In a small hotel, the sheets are white, the summer quilt is white, and the curtains are also white.It just so happened that Qi Shu's clothes today were also white tops and light gray trousers. Sitting at the head of the bed where the sun couldn't shine, it seemed that he was going to blend in with the bed vaguely.

It’s probably getting late now, the curtains made of white gauze in the hotel are so thin that they can’t block the sunlight outside at all, but allow it to come in, softly embracing a soft border around Qi Shu. .

Not only can the curtains not block the sunlight, but it can even allow people to clearly see the sun hanging in the sky through it, which is a bit dazzling.

It looked like it was almost noon.

Fortunately, today is Saturday, otherwise Lao Xia would have blown up their phones just for skipping class.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on quite low, and He Heng was covered with a summer quilt, which was neither hot nor cold, and he was in a very comfortable state.

He let himself lie comfortably on the bed for a while, without making a sound or moving, just looking at Qi Shu.

It's been a month since school started, and He Heng rarely sees Qi Shu playing with his mobile phone.

The little roommate always abides by the rules and disciplines in the classroom, and try not to use the mobile phone if he is not allowed to use it. When he returns to the dormitory, he will mostly draw symbols to do homework, or hold his hands and pinch his claws. I really saw him holding his mobile phone for a long time. It is a rare spectacle.

It seems that Qi Shu naturally doesn't have much interest in things like mobile phones, and playing games is just to pass the time casually for a while-in a certain way, this is very in line with the personality of a celestial master.

He Heng was dreaming wildly, and Qi Shu had habitually glanced at him while playing with his mobile phone: "Are you awake?"

"what."

He Heng woke up, but his brain didn't seem to be fully awake yet, subconsciously repeated after him, "Are you awake?"

Qi Shu: "..."

Wouldn't he be drunk with eight bottles of beer?

Fortunately, He Heng came to his senses quickly, stretched himself under the quilt, and didn't want to get up lazily: "I just woke up, I'll lie down for a while, I'm exhausted."

People who have just slept through the night don't know how to say "I'm exhausted".

Qi Shu understood that he had just woken up from a hangover, so he didn't say much, and even got out of bed to get a glass of warm water and handed it to him: "Moisturize your throat, it sounds hoarse."

He Heng was almost flattered—the little roommate usually took care of him, but he never took care of him to such a small degree.

For a moment, he really wondered if something happened last night that was enough to make the little roommate feel guilty and feel sorry for himself.

...that shouldn't be.

After all, the two of them were underage, and the hotel in Jinjiang allowed them to open a standard room. It was an extra-algorithmic kindness. If anything happened, they would have to be blocked as soon as they left the hotel.

Thinking of this, He Heng felt relieved, took a sip of the water, his throat suddenly felt dry and hoarse, and a glass of warm water was not enough to moisten it.

Qi Shu went to get another glass of water for him in a good-tempered manner, but He Heng felt embarrassed, sat up from the comfortable bed with pain, and took the second glass of water squarely.

Qi Shu didn't think anything was wrong, and even advised him: "Lie down when you're tired, it's only ten o'clock, let's pack up and check out at 11:30 without delay."

He Heng followed his words and slid back to bed.

Neither of them spoke, but the quiet atmosphere did not make people feel awkward. He Heng only felt the long-lost peace of mind.He allowed himself to indulge for a while, stretched himself again, sat up again, and made a frightened look on purpose: "Who took off my clothes for me?"

Qi Shu didn't keep up with his play: "Didn't you take it off yourself?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you must have taken it off for me!"

He Heng hugged himself exaggeratedly, "Where are my clothes? What have you done to me? I'm so strange!"

Qi Shu: "..."

Qi Shu wanted to hold back a smile but couldn't help it, and he really didn't have the guts to cooperate with him, so he glanced at him inexplicably, and pointed to the foot of his bed: "I went back to the dormitory in the morning and brought you a set of clothes. I'll wear that later. Yesterday's school uniform is in the clothes basket. The laundry service here costs ten yuan a piece. I don't think it's too expensive. Go back to the dormitory and wash it yourself."

The little roommate obviously went to bed at one or two o'clock last night like myself, but this morning he was able to get up early and go back to the dormitory. After getting back his clothes, he only played with his mobile phone and didn't catch up on sleep.

This biological clock is too powerful.

No rest at all?

He Heng got up from the bed and went to the toilet to wash up. When he came back, he checked the time and decided to lie down for a while.

In fact, he was far from drunk last night. He also remembered that he and Qi Shu entered the room after taking a shower and lying on the bed. Before falling asleep, he confirmed with Qi Shu: "You won't leave. Bar?"

Qi Shu was just about to turn off the lights at that time, when he suddenly heard his words, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, very incomprehensible: "It's almost two o'clock, of course I'm not leaving."

He Heng actually wanted to ask if it’s okay for you to never leave in the future, but the remaining rationality still pulled this sentence back from his mouth, and changed it to a slightly childish one, but there would be no big flaws, "You will also leave tomorrow." Won't you go?"

But it may be that his tone at the time was too problematic, and Qi Shu couldn't help but think too much without too many flaws.He Heng remembered that Qi Shu lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, until He Heng subconsciously held his breath, and then nodded lightly: "Don't go."

I don't know how the little roommate promised not to leave.

I was able to ask one more question while I was drunk, but now that I woke up, He Heng had no choice but to simply understand that I wouldn’t leave this morning—the little roommate kept his word, even though he went back to the dormitory to get his clothes early in the morning, he still had to come back. When I came back, I did not leave early.

It seems that there is no way to talk about this now. He Heng raised his head and stared at the white wall above his head for a while, then suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Where did you buy the crutches you burned for grandma?" ?”

Qi Shu was confused by his question: "I bought it together at Baishidian, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay, I just found out that grandma's praise was quite right before, and it really hurts to hit someone with that thing."

He Heng stretched out his arm to show him, "Is it blue?"

Qi Shu: "?"

What the hell, you really haven't sobered up, have you?

"No, you don't know."

He Heng burst into tears as he wanted to speak, "Last night my grandma came to me in a dream and said that children should not drink alcohol, let alone drink on the side of the road in the middle of the night, chasing me with a cane and beating me for half the night."

Qi Shu: "..."

Well, that was pretty miserable.

The main thing is that ghosts entrust dreams, people entrust them as much as they want, and there is no way to avoid them.

He Heng shivered: "Then my grandma can beat me anytime and anywhere?"

"No, think about it."

Qi Shu comforted him, "As long as you don't sleep, you'll be fine."

He Heng: "..."

That's a great idea.

Except that humans are currently unable to achieve it, there is simply no flaw.

He Heng found another way: "Why don't I commit suicide too, so that when grandma comes, I can escape in the same dimension as her."

Where did all this come from?

In order to prevent a good hotel from being closed down by Jinjiang, Qi Shu had no choice but to warn him dutifully: "Jinjiang does not allow the promotion of suicide, even joking—it's only been notified for a few months, don't you remember?"

He Heng: "..."

Remember remember.

He Heng sighed, relying on the deterrence of Jinjiang's strict regulations, he completely dispelled the thought of "it seems that no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless" that had been in his heart since yesterday, he flung himself on the bed After a few moments, I sat up and got dressed: "My mother didn't go to the parents' meeting yesterday, so I don't know if Lao Xia has noticed."

If a seat is vacated directly, the head teacher on the podium cannot help but notice it.

Qi Shu thoughtfully threw him a data cable: "Is your phone out of battery? Teacher Xia started sending you WeChat messages yesterday, and all the calls came to me this morning."

"Ah, it seems to be."

While charging his phone, He Heng asked, "Lao Xia is looking for you...how did you tell him?"

Qi Shu showed him the WeChat chat records: "To be honest, we are in a hotel outside the school, and you haven't woken up yet."

He Heng: "..."

This little roommate of mine probably didn't realize how deeply rooted it was that the two of them were misunderstood as having sex since the beginning of school.

Not only did he not explain, but he even added fuel to the fire.

He Heng had clarified the military training once at the beginning, but later changed his mentality. He was very happy to see the results, and he didn't remind him. Chat history, scroll up a bit.

I haven't seen He Heng and his parents since the parent meeting, and several students in the class also asked what happened in the class.Last night, Yang Hao bought watermelon and the two of them in the same dormitory couldn’t eat it and wanted to give He Heng and Qi Shu some points, but they couldn’t knock on the door of the next dormitory.

Strictly speaking, this matter involved He Heng's privacy, and Qi Shu didn't reply in the class, but now that He Heng saw it, he couldn't help himself, and directly clicked a voice on Qi Shu's mobile phone: "Ah, I just saw it. Last night, Qi Shu and I were not in the dormitory, we stayed in the hotel for a night, and we will go back in a while."

Others in the class: "..."

Let's open the room, let's open the room, do you still want to say it?

Does it have to be so above board?

He Heng was happy, but Qi Shu didn't notice any problem - two big boys couldn't go back to the dormitory to sleep in a hotel, and they got a standard room with double beds, it was nothing more than normal.

…Until Xia Hong secretly reminded him to pay attention to safety and boundaries, Qi Shu didn't understand what he meant. He only thought that he was worried because of the red luan star he mentioned at the beginning, and explained to him dumbfoundingly: "Xia Don’t worry, teacher, it’s just my master’s calculation. I’m not all here for the Red Luan star—besides, I don’t know who it is now. will be together."

Xia Hong was tired and said that you don't know who it is, but everyone in the class except you knows who it is.

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感谢在2021-08-0312:56:48~2021-08-0421:59:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Xiangyang;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 20 bottles for a trip to the world;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!