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

Qin Zhufeng pushed open the door of the ward wearily and walked out.

The layout of the private hospital is quiet and warm, even the chairs in the corridor are small comfortable sofas, and there are some fashion magazines beside them.Wei Qinglian glanced absently, raised her eyes and saw her husband coming out, and quickly stood up.

"Is Xiaoyuan okay?" She carefully observed Qin Zhufeng's face, "Nowadays, children have a lot of ideas, so don't worry too much..."

Qin Zhufeng sat down opposite her, looking slumped and a little dazed.After a while, he looked at Wei Qinglian with serious eyes: "Qinglian, there is something I want to clarify with you."

Wei Qinglian was taken aback, and quickly responded gently: "I'm listening. Tell me."

"Xiaoyuan is my only son. When his mother died, I promised her that I would take good care of Xiaoyuan for the rest of his life." His face was gloomy, "I haven't done well these years, and I've always felt guilty."

Wei Qinglian pursed her lips, her eye circles were reddish: "You mean I'm not doing well enough? When I first married you, tell me with your conscience whether I was good to him or not? Did the child give him any attention? A chance for me to get my heart out?"

The more she talked, the more excited she became: "If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't cover the heat all the time, I wouldn't want to have my own child!..."

Qin Zhufeng waved his hand wearily: "I never blamed you, I mean myself. Being a stepmother is thankless, and this is also a problem in the whole world. If you control too much, you say you are harsh, and if you control too little, you say you are indulgent. But—— —”

His eyes were dark, and the coercion in front of outsiders suddenly released a little, and it enveloped the two of them with great oppression: "No matter what is the situation between me and Xiaoyuan now, it is my son. I will press him again." , If you force him any more, it is for his own good, no one should think that I will really kick him out."

He paused: "Don't say that he is just being confused for a while now, sooner or later he will change; even if he really doesn't change and is confused for a lifetime, I can't be really cruel to him. I'm afraid that his mother will die in peace!"

Wei Qinglian burst into tears with grievances: "Why are you telling me these things, that's your own son, and you should be hurt no matter what."

"I'm just reminding you, he said nonsense that he doesn't want a family business. That's a child's ignorance. You don't have to take it seriously." Qin Zhufeng's expression was indifferent, and he was rarely indifferent.

Wei Qinglian bit her lip tightly, and hissed: "Your property is left to your son, and I will say no? Ask yourself, have I taught my daughter how to be restless all these years?"

Qin Zhufeng looked at her steadfastly, and sighed for a while: "Qing Lian, you...you are lucky."

In the past, I was looking for her more because she was simple-minded, gentle-tempered, and didn't dare to speak loudly. She must be able to care for her husband and raise her children with peace of mind, and not be too harsh on her ex-wife's children. is the greatest sin.

That is to say, Qin Yuanzhai was kind-hearted and arrogant, and would not embarrass her. If he were a little more ruthless, he would eat her and her younger sisters to the bone.

"Qing Lian, let me remind you again." His eyes were dark, "Don't let me see anything that is not good for him. Whether it's relatives, friends, or teachers at the school, I hope to see a peaceful sea. You Do you understand?"

Wei Qinglian cried aloud with grievance: "What on earth do you mean? After all, Xiaoyuan saved Siquan, even if I don't know good and bad, I won't want to harm him!"

Qin Zhufeng's tone softened a bit: "Just remember, Xiaoyuan is not only my son, but also the person who saved our daughter's life."

Wei Qinglian choked with sobs: "Of course I know."

"If you treat Xiaoyuan honestly, Xiaoyuan will naturally treat you and your two younger sisters well in the future." He looked at his still young and beautiful wife with almost pity, "Your IQ is not enough to be his enemy. I can't subdue him." , don’t even think about it.”

He recalled the tit-for-tat confrontation between the father and son in the ward just now, and he found in a daze that the son on the opposite side had not lost even a single bit of him, no matter in terms of height and momentum, or the tone and bargaining chip of the negotiation.

That was already a child who had his own idea and would never cry silently in his arms again.

Perhaps many years ago, when he was busy with work, came home later and later, and spent less and less time with the child, the child had already begun to learn how to make his own decisions.

Whether he chooses liberal arts and sciences, whether it is his future college entrance examination aspirations, or whether he decides who he likes and who he wants to go on with. ... And these decisions, once he starts to give up participating, there is no chance to participate again.

Ruan Qingmu carried her schoolbag and dragged a small suitcase, and walked slowly into the school gate.

After six o'clock in the evening, it was the time when the students finished their meal in the cafeteria. The senior three students almost rushed back to the classroom immediately. The students in the lower grades still didn't know how to feel sad. Time is racing against time to have fun.

Many boys played ball on the playground, while the girls left the school in groups. They chose their favorite flavors at the milk tea shop outside, drinking with good friends, laughing and gossiping.

Ruan Qingmu carefully avoided the people on the path, walked to the door of the dormitory building, and quickly rushed into the corridor while there were no acquaintances.

Uncle Zhou, who passed by the guard room, ran straight to the door of 106 with his waist down, took out his card and swiped the door to open it.

I haven't been here for a long time. I left for the winter vacation and stayed in the hospital for more than a month after the Spring Festival. It is already early April.

The spring flowers on the campus have already withered for a round. There is a small peach tree not far from the window of their 106. The peach blossoms have long since disappeared, and the small fruits are poking out from the tender green leaves.

The room is very clean, without the dust and decadence that has been inhabited for a long time.He put down his luggage, and before he could pack it up, he couldn't wait to turn on his cell phone.

In the QQ private message, Bai Jing's message popped up: "Brother Ruan! Fang Li and I helped you clean up 106! My god, Uncle Zhou is so smart. At first, he refused to give it up, saying it belonged to Mr. Qin." The room, I have not received the notice from the class teacher, so I can’t give us the room card.”

Ruan Qingmu replied with a smile: "Then how did you get in?"

Bai Jing quickly wrote back: "We struggled for a long time, but Fang Li saw a photo of his granddaughter on Lao Zhou's phone, so he bit the bullet and chatted with him about the child. Steal the 106 room card!"

Thinking of Fang Li's stammering about the child, Ruan Qingmu couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.He looked up at the spotless dormitory: "It's very clean, thank you."

"Don't thank us. Fang Li did it, he is really good at housework—huh?" Bai Jing's input suddenly cut into voice, "Brother Ruan, are you here? In the dormitory?"

Ruan Qingmu replied with a smile: "When I first arrived, I was so clean that my eyes were blinded when I came in, as if I saw a magic wand being clicked."

Bai Jing's voice started to be noisy, and several students shouted beside him: "Oh, brother Ruan, has he returned to the battlefield with glory! Let's go and see!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Hey, it must be the beauty face."...

Ruan Qingmu hurriedly stopped: "Come on, study hard at night, don't run back like crazy, I'm not a gorilla."

It was a little quieter there, and Bai Jing said with emotion: "Okay, anyway, I will see it in a few hours, brother Ruan, take a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he secretly chatted another text: "After all, there is no one downstairs, so deserted. Brother Ruan, if you come back to live, we will help you make up the bed on the fourth floor."

Ruan Qingmu smiled, and replied: "No need, I will live here."

Although he was the only one in the room, there were traces and aura of that person everywhere, and he didn't feel deserted.

He climbed onto the bed, lay down comfortably, and began to send Qin Yuan a message: "I'm at school, come, let's report to each other that you're safe?"

Soon, the head of the pink peach blossom sent back a message: "I'm fine. Why didn't you send the message until now, did you get beaten by your mother?"

Ruan Qingmu couldn't help laughing: "When I got home from the hospital in the morning, my mother took my mobile phone away, saying that since I have to concentrate on preparing for the exam before the college entrance examination, I shouldn't play with my mobile phone in the first place, and she should help me keep it until after the college entrance examination."

Qin Yuan was obviously impatient with typing, and dialed the phone directly, with a smile in his voice: "Then you borrowed a classmate's mobile phone now?"

Ruan Qingmu triumphantly said: "I didn't argue with her that I bought it with my own money. When she took a taxi to take me to the school gate, I told her very solemnly that if she took my mobile phone, I would kill her." Had the audacity to beg my boyfriend to buy one."

Qin Yuan paused, and sincerely praised: "Good job."

Ruan Qingmu sighed: "I also said that her son will become a softie by then, how embarrassing. She cried angrily and scolded me for being shameless. Then she returned the phone to me, maybe I ask you for money."

Qin Yuan was quiet for a while, and then said: "It's not shameful. In the future, I might join your family and have a soft meal at your house."

Ruan Qingmu was startled: "What did your father say? Was it very violent? Did he hit you?"

Qin Yuan said lightly: "That's not the case. He has always been very careful with me, and he loves me."

"That's true, if you dare to do something to a little patient like you, that's not your own father, but a bastard." Ruan Qingmu muttered, "Is that a threat to stop supporting you, or why would you go to our house?"

Qin Yuan thought for a while: "I threatened him first. I said I don't care about his property, and told him not to make a fuss about it."

His voice is calm: "But you know, adults always want to show their wisdom and power. It's not that simple to ask them to compromise directly. He is afraid of delaying our college entrance examination, so he just compromised for a while. In the future, he will cut off the economic supply and try to give Pressure is not impossible."

Ruan Qingmu sighed: "Okay, then our family will support you to go to college. If my mother is stubborn and unwilling, then the two of us will work together and earn money together."

After thinking about it, he was a little distressed: "Holy shit, there is no money to rent a house, right? The rent next to the campus in a big city is very expensive. I checked. If you live in a dormitory, what should you do?"

Qin Yuan was quiet on the phone for a while: "Have you thought so much and gone so far?"

Ruan Qingmu was stunned, and her face burned up: "Nonsense, people who have no foresight must have near-term worries, do you understand? You spoiled and well-fed young masters just can't do it. You don't think about anything. It's not as good as our children from poor families." Head home early!"

Qin Yuan's voice was gentle but firm: "No, I will also be in charge."

He seemed to smile a bit: "My family's family business was the foundation laid by my mother and my father in the early years. My father made part of the money into a trust fund and said that my mother left it to me. I went to high school. Since then, with his consent, I took some out first, made some investments, and invested in some Chinese concept stocks listed overseas through some direct ETFs, and the income was not bad.”

Ruan Qingmu held up her mobile phone, one of them lost her grip and almost hit her face: "What, what is etf?"

"Exchantraded funds are index funds with different investment targets. If you don't have time to focus on specific companies, but you are optimistic about a certain index or industry as a whole, you can find the corresponding fund." Qin Yuan said calmly, "The concept of China in the past two years Internet companies are growing very well, although I didn’t buy much and didn’t dig deep, but the money I earned was in my own account, which should be enough for us to rent a house.”

Ruan Qingmu: "..."

After finishing the game, I thought he could catch up with English, but now I find that he is still not good.He knows each of these English words, but he doesn't understand what they mean when they are connected together.

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Qin Shaoxia, I suddenly feel that I don't understand you a little bit. Besides the physical chemistry mathematics computer competition award, how many hidden skills do you have that have not yet been activated?"

Qin Yuan asked back: "What about you, aren't you the same? Apart from painting, poetry, and sword dancing, is there anything else I don't know?"

Ruan Qingmu was stunned, and didn't answer for a while.The two of them were separated by the phone, and their thoughts were a little confused.

"Qin Yuan... the ones I know seem a bit out of date." Ruan Qingmu smiled wistfully, "You are different."

You are the one who lives normally in this world. The encounters in this life are already heavy enough, so you don’t need to bear the bloody past, and you can only run hard into the future.

"Ruan Ruan..." Qin Yuan's voice hesitated, "Sometimes, I often have dreams, dreaming of some different things, just as you said, inappropriate and weird."

"Really?" Ruan Qingmu tried to calm down her tone, "Dreams are like this, so stupid, right? I often dream that you are wearing Superman's underwear and flying around in the sky, and I am wearing a bat. Xia Xia's cloak, join hands with you to save the world."

Qin Yuan stopped talking.After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Yeah, it's all so strange, and there is no ending."

Since I fell off the cliff, my dream has added a lot of content, but all the pictures are more messy and cannot be connected with each other. As long as I try to stroke it when I am awake, I will have an unbearable headache.

After hearing his description, the doctor could only guess that it was a sequela of a mild concussion, and told him not to think too much about those unpleasant scenes.

Yes, it is unpleasant, and every time there is a mess in the mind, there is always some suffocating blood red flooding all the pictures.

I can't think about it anymore, if I think too much, I will suffer from insomnia and become mentally weak.

"Ruan Ruan... Let me show you something." He hung up the phone first, and sent a picture, carefully as if he was offering a treasure, "They said that the family property should be managed together, and I will give you the account and password, okay?" good?"

Ruan Qingmu stared at the balance of the unfamiliar fund account, and counted several times before confirming how many zeros there were.

He sighed: "You can't do this. On the way to school, I have already made seven or eight plans to make money by working, from doing live broadcasts on weekends to bring goods, to finding s clubs and studios to be models, and then to opening shopping malls." I've thought about cutting the ribbon to take over the job, and even becoming Fang Li's manager in the future, if you do it like this, I want to lie down and do nothing."

Qin Yuan sent a picture of a puppy lying down and begging to be petted on WeChat. It was very soft and cute: "Then just lie down and don't move."

Ruan Qingmu stared at these words, and suddenly came to her senses: Bah, who is lying down!

"Do your homework and get your papers! We need to keep our spirits up and stop chatting!" He gritted his teeth and called, "We can't let them catch the reason why we have fallen behind in our studies, understand?"

Qin Yuan lay on the hospital bed, watched the little nurse take his body temperature and blood pressure and went out, and typed a line slowly: "One more thing, just do the test paper. ——I have injured my sternum, so I can't be buried under it." It will be more convenient if it is pressed... on top."