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

The students in Class 1 of Peiyou stared out the window blankly.

Fu Songhua jumped up from his seat suddenly: "Is that you? Are you really here?!"

Ruan Qingmu squinted at him and sighed: "Qin Yuan isn't here? It doesn't matter if he's not here, you bring a few people out."

With such a tall person, it should be no problem to move the textbooks, right?

There was commotion in the classroom, and Fu Songhua jumped up amidst countless astonished eyes.

He rushed out of the classroom, ran to the window, and grabbed Ruan Qingmu's collar with his hand.

"Okay, the small sample really has 175, come here, how many people do you want to bring with you just to beat you?!"

Ruan Qingmu's body was turned around vigorously, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.The crutch placed by the window "slapped" and fell to the corridor floor.

Fu Songhua was stunned when he saw the ground.

My grass is actually a cripple? ?

A lame man with a cane who came to provoke the bosses of class 1? !

People from the next class began to peek at the window, and far away, a large group of people from class 9 looked here.

What's the situation?

Someone in Class 9 scolded Class 1's monitor and university bully Qin Yuan in the group, and even came to provoke a fight? ?

After all, Ruan Qingmu had just had a plaster cast removed on one leg, and she was still a little awkward, so she shook it and managed to stabilize herself.

Fu Songhua was depressed: look at this little boy, with such a thin body, he is really afraid of directly punching someone.

Forget it, he, Fu Songhua, is aboveboard and doesn't beat disabled students!

Ruan Qingmuhe raised his head, and squinted at the handsome and tall Fu Songhua in front of him.

"It was you who made a fuss in the group just now?" He moved his wrist slowly and asked calmly.

Fu Songhua took a deep breath - don't bully disabled students!Can't!

He bent down to pick up the crutches, and muttered angrily, "Go away, I won't fight people like you."

Ruan Qingmu reached out to take it, but suddenly turned her wrist and grabbed his hand.

He looked indifferent: "Say grandpa that I was wrong, and this matter will be changed."

Fu Songhua almost laughed out of anger.

He pulled back hard, but the white fingers on his wrist suddenly tightened, holding him tightly.

Do not move!

Damn it, how can such a thin person have such a lot of strength?

No matter how open-minded he was, Fu Songhua was in a hurry.

He raised his arm and wanted to push Ruan Qingmu, but just as he stretched out his arm, someone grabbed him tightly from his side.

A cool and slightly magnetic voice sounded.

"Who is looking for me?"

……

Beside the two of them stood a tall and tall young man.

The height seems to be a little shorter than Fu Songhua, the sports committee member, and there is no expression on his handsome face.Under the two light sword-like eyebrows, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes are extremely cold and bright.

In the first second after hearing that voice, the looseness on Ruan Qingmu's face froze.

He turned his head slowly, his neck as stiff as his legs.

Staring blankly at the familiar face in front of him, he fell into a trance.

Her brows are a little bit more childish than in her previous life, with a hint of ice and snow between her cold brows, but her eyes are as sharp as the scorching sun.

In the previous life, his soul followed this person, watched him fight and kill six people, and watched him collapse from exhaustion. At that time, the world-renowned young hero Qin Yuan Qin was only just barely crowned.

And when they met for the first time in the previous life, they were almost as they are now, seventeen or eighteen years old, fresh clothes and angry horses, high spirits.

Ruan Qingmu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly lost her voice, her voice was hoarse.

……

Qin Yuan, the monitor of Class 1, stood there, facing the stunned gaze of the boy by the window, but didn't speak immediately.

The strange boy was holding the light behind his back, but he could still see his deep eyebrows and his complexion was as white as porcelain.

The scorching sun of August shot behind him, covering the whole person with a dazzling light across the corridor. The standing figure was like a silhouette, frozen in an ancient painting.

After the eyes crossed, it seemed that time froze for a moment, and then flowed rapidly.

Looking at the clean face in front of her, Ruan Qingmu suddenly felt sad.

In his previous life, when this person died in a bloody battle, his always handsome and flawless face was also stained with blood and his hair was in a messy bun.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch this face hesitantly,

The eyes of the bully Xueba quickly fell on his white hand, almost instantly, he had let go of Fu Songhua's hand, and quickly grabbed Ruan Qingmu's wrist.

The fingers are warm, on a hot day, but not sweaty, pressing against Ruan Qingmu's apparently cool skin, the touch is vivid.

Ruan Qingmu stared blankly at him, and then he heard his hoarse voice: "Your...is your name Qin Yuan?"

Qin Yuan looked at him lightly.

"You just said that you asked me to bring someone out, what's the matter?" He said calmly, unhurriedly.

The boy on the opposite side didn't answer his question, but just looked at him.

Then, he seemed to be very confused and asked very seriously: "You...don't know me?"

Fu Songhua next to him was almost grinning to his ears, who did he think he was!

Ruan Qingmu looked at Qin Yuan without blinking, then suddenly stretched out her hand, and with two or three strokes, gathered her long hair behind her ears, exposing her smooth forehead, and then pointed to her face.

"Look, take a look?" He asked almost earnestly, his eyes brightened, "Don't you remember my face?"

Onlookers: "..."

Today is the back-to-school day, and there are no classes. In some classes, the head teacher is nagging. The gossip party dare not look out the window to watch the excitement, and they all stay in the group to watch the live broadcast of emergencies in the corridor.

"The latest broadcast, Ruan Qingmu succeeded in provocation, Fu Songhua raised his fist angrily!"

"Report again! Qin Xueba appeared out of nowhere, separated the two with two moves, and showed his murderous aura!"

"Report again: Ruan Qingmu raised her hair, stared at Big Brother Qin, and asked three times: Your name is Qin Yuan? Don't you know me?...You don't remember my face?"

Messages in the group were swiped like a waterfall, and by the corridor window, a bunch of heads and shoulders overlapped, scrambling to get out.

In some classes, the teachers were still there, and no one dared to poke their heads out. They scratched their heads and asked in the group anxiously: "What happened? I just joined the group and didn't figure out who the soft balsa wood is! Which class's girl is so bold?"

"Brother Qin, is this a scumbag, which school girl? Look at this triple copy of soul!"

……

Qin Yuan frowned imperceptibly.

He obviously didn't know each other, but for some reason, looking at the peach blossom eyes in front of him, the words of denial were stuck in his throat and he couldn't vomit out.

After a long time, he asked back, "Should I know you?"

The brilliance in the young man's eyes seemed to be slowly dissipating.

After staring at Qin Yuan for a long time, he finally smiled, looking a little strangely lonely.

"It's okay." He shook his head mockingly, "I got the wrong person."

In the crowd, someone suddenly posted a candid photo.

In the picture, the bullies of class 1 and the scum of elementary school of class 9 are standing face to face. The two boys are standing silently, one is as cold as ice, and the other has blank eyes.

Beside him, there are wisps of blazing sunlight.

Fu Songhua peeked at the phone, and cursed "Damn it" dumbfounded.

What kind of person is this? If you post a photo, you post a photo, and it’s nothing to pout the person next to you.

He is a sports committee member of class 1, and he is also ranked in the top three of the school grass, so he is so unpopular?

It must be the grandson who lost to his basketball game!

Suddenly someone in the group sneakily posted a sentence anonymously.

"Why is there a strange feeling? Look at the soft girl—oh no, the expression of student Ruan is a sad person who has been scumbag!"

"Pfft hahahaha, Ben Yuanfang also thinks there must be something hidden."

"I bet five yuan that Ruan Xuezha's goddess was rejected by Mr. Qin. This is a visit to see his rival."

Ruan Qingmu looked at Qin Yuan, and finally remembered the purpose of this trip.

He murmured in a low-spirited voice: "By the way, your class teacher asked me to bring a message. She asked you to bring a few boys to move the textbooks."

Fu Songhua's eyes widened: "... this classmate, can you stop panting next time you talk?"

On purpose, right?Asking someone to come out to move the textbooks, he said it was like asking young and Dangerous to go out to PK.

Ruan Qingmu grabbed the crutches and put them under her armpits. Just as she was about to turn her head, someone grabbed her arm.

Qin Yuan's cold voice resounded: "Your name is Ruan Qingmu? Is it light or heavy, is it twilight?"

Ruan Qingmu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if hearing something super sweet.

"Yeah yeah. Do you remember?"

Qin Yuan frowned again.

He has an excellent memory.That's for sure.He had never seen this person before, let alone heard the name.

But why, the moment he heard it, he could conclude that it was these two words?

After all, he shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know you."

Ruan Qingmu looked at him, and for some reason, a strange emotion flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly throwing away the crutches, he grabbed Qin Yuan by the collar, and in front of everyone, pushed Qin Yuan heavily against the wall.

In a blink of an eye, no reaction was allowed, his slender arm firmly pressed the shoulder of Da Xueba, and the other hand tore open Qin Yuan's collar with lightning speed!

……

On the first day back to school, there is no dress code.

Not to mention that the girls are all wearing their favorite beautiful skirts, and even the boys rarely wear school uniforms, most of them wear their favorite T-shirts and jeans.

Only the famous general of the whole school, Bi Qin Yuan, was wearing the No. [-] Middle School uniform as meticulously as ever.

The most common style, white short-sleeved dark blue trousers, the top only has a little decoration on the neckline and breast pocket, with dark blue slashes of the same color.

But this school uniform was worn on Qin Yuan's body, and he was still dressed brightly, like a fashion, which made people unable to take their eyes off it.

The boy with long legs and strong waist has a tall and straight figure, every button near the neckline is tightly buttoned, and the Adam's apple on the slender neck is clearly identifiable, because of the meticulousness, it reveals a cold sense of abstinence.

It's just that the sense of abstinence is gone now, two buttons have been ripped off, and half of the shirt has been pulled away, revealing the beautifully shaped collarbone and the straight shoulders of the young man.

The boys who just wanted to leave: "???"

The girls watching from a distance through the window: "!!!"

In the group: "Report: Student Ruan threw Qin Yuan against the corridor wall and tore his clothes!"

"Report again: Classmate Ruan is now looking down at Mr. Qin's clothes with his head down!..."

Ruan Qingmu stared intently at Qin Yuan's chest, below the collarbone, there was a familiar triangular red spot in sight, which made people's eyes hurt.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily, moved his palm down slightly, and pressed a finger on the red spot under the collarbone.

"here……"

Qin Yuan's calm expression finally changed.

He raised his arm violently, separated Ruan Qingmu's hand heavily, grabbed it, turned around again, pressed his elbow on his throat, forced him to lean back, and hit the corridor wall.

"There's something wrong with you, right?" He was obviously angry, but his voice didn't rise, but was lower and deeper.

"Report to the newspaper again: After being sexually harassed, Mr. Qin is practicing anti-bidong!"

"Clatter——" Several people in the next class piled up to form an arhat. They couldn't stand still due to excitement, and staggered and fell into a bunch of rolling gourds.

Ruan Qingmu was short of breath, unable to breathe due to the severe pressure.

But he didn't move, he just stared into the depths of Qin Yuan's eyes.

Then, in a low voice that no one could hear, he asked softly.

"A snake bite? There?"

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