My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

At 06:30 in the morning, Fu Songhua and two roommates ran to the first floor and knocked on the monitor's dormitory door.

After knocking twice, the door opened quickly.

Qin Yuan was fully dressed and appeared at the door with his schoolbag on his back, but the door was opened very small: "Here we come."

Fu Songhua's eyes were sharp, and he saw someone on the other bed in the room at once, and exclaimed: "Who am I relying on?"

Qin Yuan closed the door with his backhand, and walked forward calmly: "New roommate, I moved in yesterday."

Fu Songhua was so surprised that his voice changed: "Who is this? It's not that there is no dormitory upstairs, why live here?"

There was no emotion in Qin Yuan's voice: "His legs and feet are inconvenient."

Fu Songhua's mouth suddenly opened wide: "Ahhhhhhhh, is that the cripple from class 9?"

……

Today is the first day of the second year of high school, and the test will take a whole day. No one dares to be late, let alone on an empty stomach.

Early in the morning, there were already many people in the cafeteria.

A few boys bought breakfast and sat in a corner. Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua sat facing each other. One was as cold as ice, the other was enthusiastic and handsome. It was like a landscape. Although many girls beside them did not dare to approach, their eyes were secretly looking at him. Float this way.

Fu Songhua stuffed the meat buns into his mouth: "Boss, you are really unlucky for eight lifetimes, why did you put him on the table, how about I change the dormitory with you?"

Qin Yuan drank soy milk slowly, and slowly tore open a small package of pastry: "No need."

Fu Songhua saw the snack in front of Qin Yuan at a glance, and wanted to grab it: "Hey boss, what are you eating? Hawthorn cake? Give me one."

It's too common for boys to share some food. He and Qin Yuan have a strong relationship and have never seen each other. But just as he stretched out his hand, Qin Yuan's hand was even faster, and he grabbed it back.

Fu Songhua glanced at him in surprise and stopped talking.

Hell, it's just a snack, and it's scum.The boss treats guests by hundreds or hundreds at every turn, how can this be the case!

The other boy didn't realize it, and was trying to comfort him: "Be patient. Anyway, the class monitor gets up early every day on time, and goes to study late at night. I don't see him for a few minutes all day. Let's make it a breeze."

He looked around and whispered mysteriously: "It's best not to provoke that person, I heard a gossip yesterday, it was so scary."

Fu Songhua glared at him: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of fart quickly, don't be like an eighth woman who hides half of what she says."

The boy muttered in a low voice: "I also heard privately from Class 9 that Liu Jun and the others bullied him for a reason."

Qin Yuan raised his head lightly and looked at him.

Fu Songhua "cut": "Nonsense, with his arrogant appearance, can he be bullied?"

The boy was in a hurry: "Really, Liu Jun and the others found out somewhere that his mother is a masseuse and his father is a murderer."

Fu Songhua and the other boy uttered "Fuck" together, and were so shocked that they almost choked on the bun: "Is it true?!"

Qin Yuan, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth coldly.

"Don't spread rumors that are speculative." He drank the remaining soy milk in twos and stood up, "Go to the classroom first, I have something to do."

The boy opposite looked at his back and asked Fu Songhua in confusion: "Boss is going to buy breakfast again? He ate a lot, isn't he full?"

……

The phone's alarm kept ringing, Ruan Qingmu groaned softly, finally stretched out her hand from sleep, and turned off the alarm.

In summer, the sun rises early, just after six o’clock, and the sky is bright. The curtains in the student dormitory are deliberately made thin, and the sun shines on the eyes, which is very dazzling.

Ruan Qingmu turned over on the bed and opened her eyes in pain.

In my previous life, I lived a carefree and unrestrained life, singing and singing every night, enjoying myself every day, and sleeping until the sun was three poles.

Thinking about practicing martial arts in his previous life, he has always been thorough at one point and made rapid progress. Where has he suffered such suffering? ...

I have to get up so early in the morning, it is said that I will have to run in the morning and study in the evening, and the lights will be turned off at 10:30 in the evening, which is crazy.

In the past, their Demon Sect restrained their subordinates, and they were never so harsh!

Turning to look at the bed next door, it was already empty, and the summer cool quilt was the same as last night, folded like a piece of dried tofu, neat and rigorous.

While he was in a daze, there was a knock on the door, the sound was very soft and cautious.

Ruan Qingmu hummed in pain: "Who?"

Could it be that there is a special dormitory supervisor in charge of urging people to attend classes?

A boy's voice appeared weak through the door: "It's me, Fang Li. Have you gotten up yet?"

Ruan Qingmu was stunned for a moment, quickly climbed out of the bed, and opened the door with a jump: "It's you?"

Fang Li was also wearing a school uniform, looking fresh, with gentle eyes: "I heard from them last night that you were assigned to the first floor."

He raised his hand, a plastic bag contained two steamed buns, a tea egg, a deep-fried dough stick, and a bag of soy milk.

"The cafeteria is a little far away. Your legs are not good. I've already finished eating, so I'll bring you some." Fang Li was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I'll just order a little of everything."

Ruan Qingmu's eyes lit up: "Great, come in quickly, I'm too lazy to move."

No one is waiting for him, and he has to jump to the cafeteria with a cane, and he would rather be hungry.

Fang Li carefully looked into the room, a little nervous: "Ah... is it convenient to go in?"

This is Boss Qin's dormitory!

Ruan Qingmu was amazed: "What's the inconvenience? There's no woman hiding."

Fang Li blushed, walked in quickly, and put the breakfast on the table: "Then, eat quickly, and go to the classroom after eating, the exam will be done later."

Ruan Qingmu responded, and ran sleepily to the bathroom to start washing.

The bathroom is not big, and the area next to the sink is even smaller. There are only two sets of toothbrushes and mouthwash cups. Ruan Qingmu looked at the expensive-looking electric toothbrush on the right, and clicked his tongue.

When he came out, Fang Li was sitting on the stool next to him, neatly, with his hands on his knees.

Ruan Qingmu sat down, looked up and saw his appearance, and joked casually: "Why do you look like a little daughter-in-law, girls don't sit upright like you."

Fang Li lowered his head, his face became stiff.

"Hey, thank you so much." Ruan Qingmu didn't notice his expression, and grabbed a bun, "I drove me home yesterday, and brought me food today."

Fang Li waved his hand embarrassingly: "It's a matter of convenience. By the way, it's not convenient for you to cook these days. I'll bring it for you."

"No need, I can do it." Ruan Qingmu shook her leg, "Actually, I can walk, but the doctor said it's best to rest and recuperate, it's really not lame."

Fang Li whispered: "Don't you know how scary our cafeteria is at noon? The windows of braised pork ribs and Sixi meatballs can squeeze people to death."

Ruan Qingmu tilted her head and thought about it, it really is.

In my memory, every noon, a group of people from Wuyang Wuyang ran to the cafeteria like crazy, and there were huge crowds of people in front of every window.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you for a month." He was not polite, "When I get better, I'll help you pay for another month!"

Fang Li smiled shyly: "That's good."

He leaned over and pointed at the fritters: "Eat this while it's hot, it'll be greasy when it's cold, it'll hurt your stomach."

The two were talking, when there was a "click" at the door, and the smart door lock opened.

Qin Yuan had no expression on his face, and stood at the door with the same canteen packing plastic bag.

Fang Li was startled, and quickly stood up: "Qin, Qin Yuan, hello!"

The morning sun outside the window was faint, and it shone on Qin Yuan's stern eyebrows at the door, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

His eyes lightly swept across the table in front of the two of them, and landed on the full breakfast, he seemed to be dazed for a moment.

Ruan Qingmu was stunned, smiled and waved: "Oh, you also call back to eat?"

The boy at the door looked stiff, as if he was unwilling to talk to him.

After a long time, he came in coldly, sat alone at his desk, and sat down slowly.

Then, bite by bite, start eating that breakfast.

I don't know why, but it seems to be swallowing very slowly and a little difficult.

……

Two days before the official start of the second year of high school, there was a big test.

Chinese in the morning, math plus English in the afternoon, there is no class, and they still sit in their original class seats.

When Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li came in, most of the people were already seated, some were cramming to read a book, some were humming and reciting words, making a lot of noise.

But as soon as Ruan Qingmu entered, the whole classroom suddenly fell silent.

Ruan Qingmu was a little surprised, she walked slowly to her seat, and as soon as she sat down, she understood.

No wonder everyone saw him coming in, and the atmosphere immediately became weird. It turned out that there was a moth waiting.

On the first day back to school yesterday, everyone received new textbooks, but he didn't take them seriously, he didn't bother to carry them home, and piled them all up in the drawer.

But in just one night, seven or eight new textbooks were all rotten.

More than half of the cover and inner pages were torn off, shredded paper was thrown on the table, and an exercise book was spread out, with several large characters written in red ink on it, which was shocking.

"Die, cripple!"

The handwriting is crooked, and it looks like it was written by the left hand, and the owner cannot be found out.

Fang Li glanced over, his face turned pale, and he looked behind in shock and fear. Sure enough, Liu Jun and a few boys were crossing arms and looking at this side arrogantly.

Ruan Qingmu raised her head and looked at Liu Jun: "What did you do?"

Not to ask, but to affirm.

The boys laughed exaggeratedly immediately, and Liu Jun finished laughing before saying, "Don't wrong people. Old Jane just taught us yesterday that we should be friendly and kind to our classmates. How could we do such a thing?"

Another boy followed suit: "Yeah, you have offended so many people, maybe the girls in Class 1 hate you for scolding their class monitor, so I'm sorry to tear up your mouth, so I'll tear up your book!"

"Hahahaha!" Several boys laughed triumphantly together.

Ruan Qingmu looked at them quietly, nodded, and did not speak again.

He suddenly said loudly: "Students, please take a look at the class group."

Everyone was stunned, they were not allowed to bring mobile phones in the exam, but their class was a bad class, there were a lot of cheaters, and many people in the whole class were secretly carrying their mobile phones.

Ruan Qingmu slowly opened the QQ group of the class, and sent a message: "Whoever tore my book, solicit clues at a high price."

"Wow--" There was an uproar in the class immediately, how could I play like this?Generous!

Liu Jun's face was livid, and he watched another message pop up in the QQ group.

Ruan Qingmu: "A real-name clue is 50 yuan, I will keep it confidential, and anonymous 20 yuan."

……

Everyone was watching the QQ group. Liu Jun raised his eyes and couldn't tell who was typing. He only saw a bunch of classmates secretly playing with their phones.

Ruan Qingmu poked her finger on the phone for a while, and a moment later, a picture was posted in the QQ group of Class 9.

All the names are removed from the P, and only the content of the chat box is left.

A dozen of them were written in unison, all of which were "Liu Jun", "It was Liu Jun", "Liu Jun and Li Zhiyong tore it up in the classroom in the morning".

Ruan Qingmu turned around and raised her phone towards Liu Jun: "Hey, grandson?"

Liu Jun's face was livid, and he looked around threateningly: "Whoever comes out and says to my face that I did it, I will admit it."

The whole class was quiet, no one dared to speak.

Bai Jing and Huang Ya in front of them shrank their heads in fear, and quietly stuffed their phones into the desks.

Looking at the silent classroom, Liu Jun sneered in satisfaction, and looked at Ruan Qingmu provocatively: "Anonymous rumors, are they considered fart evidence?"

Ruan Qingmu raised her head and suddenly smiled.

When he came in, he had a relaxed expression on his face, his brows and eyes seemed to be shining brightly, but now he smiled like this, but there was no warmth in it, instead it was strangely cold.

"Who said I want to use it as evidence?" He sighed, "I'm just showing everyone what it means to be the first to flirt."

The author has something to say: Class 1 Sports Committee Fu Songhua: I don’t know why, in the physical education class in the morning, our boss looked like he couldn’t play ball and ran slower than usual.

I think it's because he ate a little bit for breakfast.