Chapter 4


Before noon, the damned door began to rattle again, gnawing at the atrium of the human heart like a worm, at least, I am talking about the fact that the sun was already conditioning the earth at his damn temperature.

Neither Mr. Thompson nor I tried to open the door, which was so annoying, so we closed our eyes in bed and went on to sleep.

But the damned door began to ring again, and intermittently, and louder and louder each time, like a boiling pot, and at last Thompson and I couldn't take it anymore, and we got out of bed together, and opened the damned door.

‘Damn, can't you hear the fucking door?’ Apparently, the man was angry, like a child.

‘Man, don't say that, we've got a few more years to get along. ’I said sullenly.

‘Damn, we're daydreaming. ’Mr. Thompson took my damn mouth.

‘Come on, your good roommate Nathan Torres is here.’ He said with some self-righteousness.

‘If you follow the customs, you must abide by the same rules in the future. ’I'll give him a dismount.

‘It's really hard work, I'm a little fucking sleepy, let's sleep together.’ Nathan said impatiently, as if he was deliberately avoiding my reply.

‘By the way, kid, I don't know who we are, he's little John, I'm your old Thompson. ’

‘Oh, that's too bad, I haven't asked you yet.’ He began to talk to himself, and then he reached out to me and said, ‘Hello, little John, do as the country goes.’

I shook his hand reluctantly.

‘And you, little Thompson.’ He held out his hand, as if he was the boss here.

Mr. Thompson was visibly dissatisfied, and he pretended not to see it, and climbed into bed again.

‘Alright, let's sleep, and hopefully the damn door won't bother us again. ’

‘By the way, your uniform,’I reminded him, ‘remember to report at half past three in the afternoon.’

‘You're such a good boy.’ He said, giving me a thumbs up.

‘Come on.’I handed him the uniform and went to bed listlessly.

Before half-past three, the door rang suddenly, but after a while, there was no sound.

‘My God, our fourth roommate is here.’I lowered my voice.

‘Well, why don't we give him a damn dismount?’suggested Mr. Thompson.

‘Very good. ’Torres Sr. and I were in unison.

However, the person outside knocked for a while, and then stopped knocking.

We were all a little overjoyed, and he must have thought that no one was here.

‘What a close-knit roommate!’ the three of us nodded, understanding.

We fell asleep again.

At a quarter of three o'clock, the alarm clock rang in unison, and they all heralded the arrival of a cruel military training time. We were so charged with the sound of the alarm clock that it sounded in bed.

Reluctantly, we changed into the same uniforms and opened the door. And guess what, the kid was still at the door.

‘Hello, friend, I'm so sorry that all three of us fell asleep.’ Mr. Thompson spread his hands helplessly, and Nathan Torres and I nodded.

‘I'm sorry about that, friends, because I knocked on the damn door. ’His words were damn tender, and even made us ashamed of our pranks.

‘Well, you're such a good boy.’ Torres smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

‘Okay, let me introduce myself, my name is Johnson White. ’

Then the three of us couldn't help but laugh.

‘What, your name is Johnson? Then you're really the son of Little John, a well-behaved son.’ Mr. Thompson said in depth.

‘This is Little John.’Torres Sr. said.

‘Hello, my name is John Smith, and I'm glad I am. ’I extend the hand of friendship.

Little White took my hand tightly and greeted me warmly.

‘By the way, it's your uniform. ’Mr. Thompson gladly handed him the military uniform.

‘It's time to go,’ I reminded, ‘and it's not too late.’

The four of us walked side by side to the playground, like shepherds dancing in the wind.