The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

"Okay, let's not say yes." Qu Linggong picked up the bucket of instant noodle soup, walked a few steps to the bed of one of them, put the instant noodle bucket in mid-air, and made a gesture of about to dump it. His thin lips parted slightly, and sneered, "Don't worry, I will be one and half, and I will ensure that you both get the rain and dew, so you two are very proud."

"Oh—what are you doing?" One of the boys finally couldn't hold back when he saw that his bed was about to be poured with soup.He knew all these "well-known figures" Xing Yi.Except for Zhang Junruo and Lu Keyu, the rest seemed very difficult to mess with.

In his eyes, Li Yun'an is a smiling tiger, Guo Xuanyu is a slut, Lu Keran is a fried hair, each has a very different style of "not to be messed with", and Qu Linggong is definitely the most direct and troublesome one on the "not to be messed with" list .

He vaguely heard that the two school grassroots in the third class had been feuding all along, why Qu Linggong came to Zhang Junruo to stand out in the middle of the night.

The boy put down the game controller, stood up abruptly, looked at Qu Linggong's stern expression, and hurriedly explained: "My desk is in a mess, and he's not there anyway, so what if I borrow his desk for supper?"

Qu Linggong held up the bucket of instant noodle soup in front of this person, and said in a cold voice, "Clean it up!"

The man's shapeless thick eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he pouted his lips with reluctance written all over his face, but he was afraid that if he didn't catch it, Qu Linggong would splash the noodle soup on his face in a second.When he listened to his junior high school classmates chatting, this junior high school became famous in the first battle, and his reputation spread far and wide.

The boy obediently held the instant noodle bucket, and went out the door gloomily. He raised his eyes and saw the dying lock hanging beside the doorknob, and secretly swallowed.I wondered in my heart, didn't these two people have been fighting against each other?When did you get together.

Throwing the box of instant noodles into the trash can in the water room, the boy came back resentfully. When he passed by the bed in front of Zhang Junruo's door, he saw Qu Linggong sitting beside the bed with his hands crossed over his chest, leisurely crossing his legs, and looking sideways. He looked at him indifferently and waited for a long time.

The boy just wanted to suck his teeth, but he didn't dare.He made a gesture to pass, but the man stretched out his long legs and stepped on the opposite table leg, blocking the aisle and not letting him go.

"What, what are you doing..." As soon as the boy said it, he found himself stuttering.

Qu Linggong's phoenix eyes shot out a cold light of contempt. He hated this kind of bully the most. If this person was always stubborn, he might admire this person's hatred for good-looking people. Very contemptuous.

With his bony fingers, he gestured casually on Zhang Junruo's desk, raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "Wipe here, here, and here, wipe it clean!" If you can't wipe it clean, let you lick it clean.

Zhang Junruo felt that the atmosphere in the dormitory was solemn and stalemate, so he lowered his eyes and softly persuaded: "The lights are about to be turned off, you... you go back..."

Qu Linggong is not stupid, and he will go back after doing things halfway. In this case, the two scumbags must think that if Zhang Jun seeks foreign aid, although he may not dare to bully him blatantly, he will definitely use trivial tricks such as cold violence , spoiled him even more.

Qu Linggong's mind exploded at the thought of this, wishing he could strangle him to death with his bare hands.

He carefully held and cared for the apex of his heart in his palm, but in a place that he couldn't see, he was tortured and sick by these two flesh-faced things.Is this really tolerable or unbearable?

Thinking of this, Qu Linggong kicked the stool in front of him away, made a sharp bang, stood up and yelled at the man, "Are you wiping or not? Don't stick here and pretend to be dead."

Standing in front of the boy with a straight back, he was a full head taller than him. His whole body was filled with an astonishing aura, as if his head was covering him. boys face.

The fat on the boy's back trembled for no reason, and he muttered, "I, I...let me go...I'll get wet wipes..."

Like a supervisor, Qu Linggong stood beside the boy, picking on faults. The boy had already confessed his innocence and followed his advice. He wiped Zhang Junruo's table bright and shiny. He had just personally felt Qu Linggong's raging anger. As the saying goes: even if you are horizontal, you will die.He felt that if he did not follow Qu Linggong's request, this person could do anything.

After the demonstration, it was almost time to turn off the lights.The two boys had already communicated well in the group, and they wanted to form a big team and eat chicken together after the lights were turned off. At this time, because of Qu Linggong's strong presence, they were both a little embarrassed.

Qu Linggong sat coldly beside Zhang Junruo's bed and stood still, like a door god. The cold air in the room seemed to be filled with gunpowder smoke, and the aura made people feel as if they were facing an abyss.

The mobile phone "cracked" a lot of voices urging the start of the game, and the two of them kept silent in a very tacit understanding, and they didn't dare to click on the voice.Afraid that a voice would break some weird balance in the room, so that the kid would have an excuse to pounce on him and tear himself apart, the two of them washed hastily, remained still like chickens being severely beaten by the anti-pornography team, and lay down with their heads covered. .

The dormitory with the lights off was as silent as if a "silencing order" had been issued. The two wanted to use the "lights off to lock the door" order to evict guests. Firstly, they thought that there was no need to lock the door, and secondly, neither of them Dare to be the rafters of this exit, continue to pretend to sleep, quiet as a duck.

Seeing that Zhang Junruo had washed up and lay down safely, Qu Linggong patted the boy's shoulder with his big hand, left a message of "Wechat for something, no matter what time it is, Brother Ling will cover you", and left quietly.

The two knew that these words were meant for themselves, their fat faces twitched in the dark, and they finally hoped that the evil star would go away, and they both heaved a sigh of relief, their usual prestige was completely wiped out, and they felt sorry for tonight's meal. The chicken also felt bored and fell asleep aggrieved.

After that incident, the two of them thought it was over if Mr. Qu made a show of power in front of them, but they didn't expect that when they returned to the dormitory the next day, they saw this evil star standing in the dormitory busy, and their jaws dropped to the ground in shock.

The two of them piled up a lot of sundries on the bed board, which was tidied up by Qu Linggong, and covered with a full set of light gray bedding in a simple and elegant grid style.The sundries that had been placed in a mess also fell, and piled up on the floor next to the two people's beds like two mountains of garbage.

Qu Linggong saw the two came back, turned around and stood up, looked at the wonderful expressions of the two with a smile, and said word by word: "Get to know each other again, I am Qu Ling Gong from the third class, and I am your new roommate. I am very happy." I'm afraid of noise, I have a bad temper, and I want to hammer things when I'm disturbed, I can't control myself, please don't mind."

The mouths of the two were half open, the flesh on their faces twitched unconsciously, unable to utter a word for a long while.

Qu Linggong coldly glanced at the stiff faces of the two, but didn't care, he repaired the door lock that he kicked broken, arranged Zhang Junruo's things on the inner bed, and arranged his family Ruobao in a warm place, while he It's a bed next to the door.

Bedroom 203 has been silent every night since Qu Linggong, the door god, has been resident. It's quieter, but under the prestige, the atmosphere in the room is dignified and depressing.

Qu Linggong also just wanted to teach these two shameless "fishing boys" from the International Department a lesson. He vented his anger for Zhang Junruo and mainly for himself. After staying for a few days, he also felt that the atmosphere in the dormitory was lifeless, unnatural and weird.

Ruobao, who is sensitive and slender in his family, can feel the silence under such pressure even more. This atmosphere makes him very uncomfortable, and he still stays in the study room until late before returning.

Qu Linggong noticed this carefully. In the past few days of snowing, the temperature was low and the wind was bitter. Zhang Junruo often came back with the cold wind in the middle of the night. Poor, the space is small, and there are two bastards who don't worry about working outside the class, he always feels wronged by his sick baby.

Moreover, he stayed at school at night, so he couldn't prepare Zhang Junruo's lunch for the next day, and he felt even more distressed when he met the boy with a piece of bread or a carton of milk to perfunctory his work several times.

One day, when he went home to pick up a change of clothes, he happened to see the landlord's wife posting a rental notice on the door of the single room opposite, and his face was overjoyed.

He happily rented the house, and only told Zhang Junruo that it was a small single room that he planned to decorate into a practice room in the spring of next year, and lent him to live in it until the winter vacation.

Zhang Junruo kept rejecting at first, but Qu Linggong tried hard and softly, and tried to persuade him for several days. He still remembered the scene of him feeding the cat in the rain, and found a little orange cat to "put pressure" on Ruoruo's family. In the name of taking care of the cat, he successfully lured Ruobao into boarding the pirate ship.

Zhang Junruo walked into the small single room that Qu Linggong said would be converted into a practice room, and found that the layout of the single room was narrow and slender, more than enough for one person to live in, but he didn't see the potential of the practice room at all.

The furnishings in the room are simple and simple, with light and warm tones. It is simply equipped with a wooden single bed and a set of solid wood tables and chairs. There is also a small lamp that can adjust the brightness on the simple wood grain table top.

The bedding and curtains are all in an elegant and simple light blue grid style. The owner who arranged these shows his own intentions.

Zhang Junruo sat silently by the bed, his heart throbbing violently, and his expression was a little bewildered. Did the young man treat him so preferentially, was he simply trying to make up for his fault, or was he fulfilling his promise to "cover himself", or is there something else...

The little orange cat was named "Yuzi" by Qu Linggong, she didn't understand the boy's silence, she just wanted to act like a baby, she rubbed against Zhang Junruo's legs, begging to be stroked and hugged, soft and cute.

Zhang Junruo's heart is about to be lovable by it. He likes cats very much. As a child, he was wandering and helpless. He always hoped to have a warm home, where there are cats and people he loves deeply.

He held the slender body of the little milk cat with both hands, stroked the round cat's head in his arms and coaxed it for a while, the door clicked, and when he looked up, he happened to see Qu Linggong carrying a big bag Xiao Bao walked in.

Qu Linggong stared and saw Zhang Junruo hugging "Grapefruit" with both hands, with a gentle and doting expression on his face, his heart felt so tender, and he was instantly cute.His cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were vacillating and he said, "Is it okay here? Tell Brother Ling if there is anything missing."

Qu Linggong liked the way Zhang Junruo called him Brother Ling very much. Although the boy didn't call him by that title much later, Qu Linggong still called himself "Brother Ling" in front of Zhang Junruo.

As he spoke, he placed the bottles and jars in the bag on the table. Zhang Junruo glanced at the protein powder, mixed nuts, and multi-dimensional element slices. Some fans sent it to the company, I can't eat so much, let it expire, you can help me destroy some."

☆, Doting Wife 1.0