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

In the boys' dormitory building, Ruan Qingmu and Qin Yuan's common dormitory on the first floor was full of excitement.

Several boys in Bai Jing and Huang Ya's dormitory sat around Ruan Qingmu, chatting happily.

"To be honest, I'm really convinced by you today." Huang Ya's face was full of oil, full of emotion, "We have long seen Liu Jun and the others as displeasing to the eye, but we dare not say it. Today is really fucking venting."

Bai Jing also gave Ruan Qingmu a thumbs up: "I really don't dare to argue with him, I'm so aggrieved to death. Seeing you pissing him off makes me so excited!"

Ruan Qingmu lay half prone on the table, her energetic look just now had long since disappeared, and she returned to her lazy look.

He looked at Bai Jing: "Then I'll give you the sports committee, really."

Bai Jing shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, I dare not confront those idiots. But as long as you dare to fight them, I will support you."

A lean boy next to him stretched out his hand enviously, wanting to touch Ruan Qingmu's thigh: "Hey, let me tell you, are you pretending to be lame? How did you jump so high? Have you ever learned how to jump?"

Just as his hand was about to fall, his eyes met Ruan Qingmu.

Ruan Qingmu squinted at his hands, her face was so cold that the boy's hands trembled, and he hurriedly shrank back.

Suddenly, Bai Jing's cell phone rang, he picked it up, and hurriedly signaled to everyone: "Look at the group!"

Several boys hurriedly opened the class QQ group, and as soon as they entered, they were startled by a picture.

Damn, on the podium, where Ruan Qingmu touched just now, why are there all kinds of red handprints like a group of demons dancing wildly?

Bai Jing directly sent a voice over: "Wang Dayuan, what kind of photo is this? Zombies have entered the classroom!"

Soon, the voice came back, it was the boy on duty: "Bai Xiaosheng, are you with Ruan Qingmu?"

"Yeah, we're at 106."

The boy yelled strangely: "You should inform him quickly that those fingerprints were left by people from Class 1, and the people who came were not kind!"

Bai Jing was stunned: "Who did it?"

"The monitor of their class, Qin Yuan, and the sports committee, Fu Songhua!"

Ruan Qingmu was sitting lazily, when she heard this sentence, she suddenly sat up straight.

""The Legend of Condor Heroes"! Li Mochou! Do you understand?" On the phone, the student on duty yelled anxiously.

A room full of boys: "..."

Fuck it, the direction of this thinking divergence.

In the silence, Ruan Qingmu frowned: "I have a question."

The boys all looked at him: "What?"

"What is "The Legend of Condor Heroes"? Who is Li Mochou?"

Everyone: "..."

Brother Ruan is also pitiful, the family must be strictly controlled, I have never seen this.

The boys in class 9 were making a fuss, and Fang Li's voice was weak, caught in the middle: "No way, it probably doesn't mean that. They're pretty nice..."

Huang Ya roared angrily: "What a fart, that's not what it means, what are the meanings? This is door-to-door humiliation and provocation!"

"That's right, it's too arrogant to want to destroy our Class 9!"

Some people questioned: "Could it be that they just want to destroy our new sports committee, Fu Songhua and Qin Yuan are the ones who come here to find out, you know..."

Ruan Qingmu got a headache from the quarrel, and finally waved her hand: "Okay, you don't need to worry about it."

Bai Jing raised his chest: "That can't be done. I will support you if I say so, and I will stand up to the end. If you have something to say, we won't watch their class 1 bully you!"

Ruan Qingmu let out a "poof" and lazily rubbed her wrist: "The person who can bully me hasn't been born yet, understand?"

Huang Ya looked at him, turned around and gave everyone a thumbs up: "Let me tell you, no matter what, just talk to our new sports committee. It's not wrong to call him brother Ruan, right?"

A boy nodded vigorously: "Sounds like a thief, it's a thief!"

Ruan Qingmu squinted at them: "Is it just that you have a strong voice?"

He stretched out his white and thin wrist and put it on the table.

"Come on, let me show you what it means to be really strong." He hooked his fingers at a few boys, "Those who lose will call Brother Ruan from now on, and those who win—"

Several boys stretched their necks: "What?"

Ruan Qingmu smiled: "It's nothing, no one can win."

The boys looked at each other, unconvinced, rolled up their sleeves and yelled, "I'll come, I'll come!"

It's just arm wrestling, who is afraid of whom!They can't do the high jump, how can they be weaker than this guy?

Even Fang Li plucked up the courage to reach out his hand: "Can I try?"

"thump!"

"thump!"……

One after another, as everyone lost instantly, there were exclamations in the room one after another.

Huang Ya sat down opposite Ruan Qingmu, clenched her fists: "Look at me!"

Ruan Qingmu looked at his tower-like body, and the moment his hands clasped together, his face suddenly became serious, and the veins on his wrists suddenly bulged.

"boom!"

Faster and harder than ever before, Huang Ya's fat arm was smashed down on the table with a loud noise.

"Damn." Huang Ya grinned and shook her hands, her face flushed, "I'll really call you Brother Ruan from now on, really."

The boys were also shocked, but that was Huang Ya, who won the runner-up in shot put in the class sports meeting last year!

Bai Jing suddenly stretched out his hand, put it on Ruan Qingmu's forearm, and touched it back and forth suspiciously: "Fuck, you don't have any muscles, why are you..."

above everyone's heads.Suddenly an arm stretched out, grabbed Bai Jing's hand, and pulled it away.

A voice was calm and deep: "Why don't I try it?"

Ruan Qingmu raised her head, her lazy smile disappeared.

He looked at Qin Yuan standing behind the crowd, and after a while he shrugged: "Ah, my roommate is back."

Qin Yuan slowly turned his head and looked at the boys from class 9 stretching their necks: "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

……

A group of people rushed out, and Fang Li at the back closed the door behind him.

Outside the door, Bai Jing carefully leaned against the door and listened for a while, then shook his head regretfully.

"How is it? What's going on inside?" the boys asked in a low voice.

Bai Jing scratched her head: "It's quiet, there's no sound."

Suddenly someone said: "You said, is it because the people from Class 1 got into a fight with Liu Jun and the others?"

The boys were all at a loss: "How do you say that?"

The boy looked determined: "Look at that betting post. I've been paying attention to it. The odds are rising alternately. It's very stalemate!"

In the beginning, most bets on Liu Jun and the others made the first move, but as Ruan Qingmu followed Qin Yuan to the competition class, the bets on Qin Yuan began to reverse again; then Ruan Qingmu snatched Liu Jun's seat, the loss The rate is biased towards Liu Jun again, could it be...

The people in class 1 were not convinced by this bet, so they came here to leave bloody handprints?

Bai Jing slapped the boy on the shoulder hard: "Brother, you are a talent! After you sort it out like this, the whole context will be clear."

……

Ruan Qingmu opened the bathroom door, wiped her hair, and came out from inside.

He was going to bed soon, and he was only wearing a small white vest, which hung loosely on his body, and his blue shorts were slightly fat, and his slender legs were straight.

He walked slowly to the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to grab the armrest, and wanted to step on it and climb up.As soon as his arm sank, he was grabbed by someone.

Qin Yuan sat at the table and stretched out his arms to hold him.

Ruan Qingmu's arms were stretched out, and a section of the waistline under the vest was exposed. Because the skin was too white, such a line was thin and matched with a small round belly button. At first glance, it was in line with Qin Yuan's line of sight. Qin Yuan At a glance, it is a white and delicate piece.

He turned his head quickly, lowered his eyebrows, and put his arms on the table.

The boy's arms were strong and graceful, neither as muscular as a young man, nor as thin as an ordinary high school student. When he moved his wrist slightly, his fingers were long and slender, making a few crisp sounds.

Ruan Qingmu turned her head to look at him, without reaching out her hand.

Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Come here?"

Ruan Qingmu smiled, her eyes were bright, with a strange meaning: "What are you doing? Didn't you already beat me in the high jump, and you still want to overwhelm me in everything?"

Qin Yuan frowned: "It's just a random competition, there's no need for it."

Ruan Qingmu turned around, the vest finally covered the swaying waistline, and leaned against the bed frame in a more comfortable position: "It's not necessary."

"Oh? Are you afraid?"

Ruan Qingmu's expression changed slightly, she glared at him, and sneered: "Yes, I'm afraid I might accidentally break your wrist."

He's not stupid, he never beat this guy in strength in his previous life, why should he humiliate himself now!

Qin Yuan finally withdrew his hand, and said two words lightly: "Hehe."

Ruan Qingmu: "..."

I knew this person would be unforgiving, damn it!

Qin Yuan had just gone to bed after taking a shower when the lights were turned off.

The upper bunks of the two people are next to each other, one bed is as quiet as no one lives in it, and the person on the other bed seems to have a perpetual motion machine, tossing and turning.

After a long time, Qin Yuan finally stretched out his foot and kicked the opposite bed frame: "Are you sleeping or not?"

Ruan Qingmu fell silent, kicked back angrily for a while: "You wait for me for a month."

Qin Yuan waited for a while before asking, "What month?"

The moonlight outside the window quietly shone in, and sprinkled a piece of soft broken silver on the mosquito nets of the two of them.

The airflow of the air conditioner slightly blows the corners of the mosquito net, and the silver brilliance flows between the fine veils, gentle and lingering.

Ruan Qingmu looked at the bright moon outside the window and sighed faintly.

Although it was a completely different world, it was still the same moonlight, the same person who would kick him and tell him to be quiet under the moonlight.

"A month later, my legs will be completely healed. At that time, I will apply to move back to the fourth floor." He said softly, not knowing whether to tell that person or himself.

"Also, after one month, it is also allowed to re-transfer the shifting class according to the progress." His voice became softer and softer, as if he was about to fall asleep, "Don't worry, I won't stay in the competition class. "

So, give me one more month, one more look at you, and I'll walk away.

……

The moon is as cool as water.

That night, Qin Yuan had that dream again.

It seems to be continuous with the previous dream, still in the damp and dark cave, with the familiar voice beside him, muttering to himself: "Forget it, I won't be able to get out for a while, if I kill you, Are you staying here with a dead body?"

The body could not move, the numbness under the collarbone spread to half of the chest, and it continued to spread, half of the body was burned hot, and the other half of the body was as cold as ice.

In the quiet darkness, her slightly cool lips pressed down on his hot and numb wound.

Toss and suck, then move away; cover again, then move away...

Repeatedly, until the itching at the wound gradually faded, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, I was groggy and still seemed to have a little fever.Someone was walking rustlingly, he was lifted up and carried to the other side.

Finally, the wetness and cold under his body were replaced by soft hay, and after an unknown amount of time, someone lay down beside him.

The eyelids are heavy and cannot be opened.

The person beside him was not stable when he was lying down. He turned over for a while, turned over for a while, and stretched out his hand again to touch his forehead.

The wound on his shoulder was still hurting, and he was restless and dazed. He heard his own voice and struggled to kick the grass: "Are you sleeping or not?"

The familiar boy's voice seemed to be angry, he kicked him lightly, and said in a fierce tone, "Qin Shaoxia, don't say I didn't warn you——If you keep chattering, I'll throw you outside, and then hello!" Do snakes believe it!"

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The author has something to say: Boss Qin: (Small theater in the brain) This person is really funny, do you know that I just want to break my wrist, and he doesn’t know what strange things he made up in his brain, such as fingerprints The superposition is like shaking hands, and then I suspect that I really want to shake hands with him, but I firmly disagree.

Really think too much, huh, huh.

Ruan Ruan: (with a bewildered look) What am I thinking, why don't I know? ? ?

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Little Young Master: This world is so difficult.I can't make it to the monthly list, so I don't have to rank.

I think back when my young master was on a flower boat, there were quite a few little flowers hitting her!