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

After a while, finally, a message came to Ruan Qingmu's WeChat.

Ruan Qingmu and Qin Yuan were restless at the desk, doing papers, when they heard the news, they raised their heads at the same time.

Ruan Qingmu quickly turned on the speakerphone, and sure enough, it was Fang Li.

The voice was weak and low: "Brother Ruan... I haven't seen your news. I'm fine, don't worry."

Ruan Qingmu didn't answer the voice, and directly dialed his mobile phone number. It rang for a long time, but Fang Li couldn't avoid it, so he finally answered.

Ruan Qingmu didn't give him time to talk, and said directly: "Fang Li, listen to me, I don't care if you really want to be a girl or just like to wear women's clothing, whatever you want, I'm not interested in asking. But you are not allowed to be Beat those people to the ground!"

Qin Yuan's eyebrows jumped, and he shook his head slightly in disapproval, but Ruan Qingmu ignored it, and said coldly into the microphone: "What do those scumbags think and say, it's none of your business? Straighten your back and live well." They watch—no, they live for themselves, understand?"

On the phone, Fang Li didn't speak, but there was some noise in the background.

It seems that there is a female voice screaming, but it is a little far away. I don't know if it is the TV.

Ruan Qingmu's voice slowed down a bit: "Fang Li, are you listening?"

Fang Li finally said in a low voice: "Yes."

Ruan Qingmu breathed a sigh of relief: "The post on the forum has been deleted, and the school will deal with Liu Jun and the others. Any nonsense, you just pretend that you can't see or hear it. After the holiday, come to school with your chest up and your head up. Do you understand?"

Fang Li gave a soft "hmm": "Okay."

Ruan Qingmu asked again: "Bai Xiaosheng and the others said, you took away your toothbrush and everything?"

Fang Li's voice was very low: "No... I'm just used to packing things."

Ruan Qingmu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, don't be scary. By the way, Fu Songhua has been looking for you for a day, so remember to call him back."

This time, Fang Li fell silent.

Ruan Qingmu was about to speak again, when suddenly there was a piercing sound of something breaking on the phone, and a sharp female voice screamed hysterically from far to near: "Fang Li! What are you doing, you just hide , look at you, curled up like a mouse!..."

Fang Li panicked and said into the microphone: "Brother Ruan, I've hung up, there's something wrong at home."

In the old dormitory building of the song and dance troupe, I don’t know which one is turning on the old-style tape recorder, and the babbling Pingtan ditty is ringing in the dim corridor, with the style and decadence of the old days.

Fang Li shrank in the corner of his living room, looking at the woman in the middle of the room in fear.

That was his own mother.

She hasn't been a pillar for many years, but she still has a graceful figure and elegant demeanor, but her eyes are frighteningly bright, her face is as crazy as ever, and her tone of voice is a little morbidly excited.

"Fang Li, what kind of look is that in your eyes?" She suddenly picked up a plate of groundnuts on the coffee table, and threw it at Fang Li in the face, "You also despise me for being old and ugly, it's embarrassing for you, right! You and those people in the group Same, I wish I could die. If I die, you will all be out of sight!..."

Fang Li hastily blocked it with his arm, lowered his head and dared not move.

After his mother returned to the bedroom cursing, he got up, went to the kitchen to order some noodles, and heated up the leftovers at noon.

He carefully filled a bowl, knocked on the door of his mother's room, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, can you come out and have something to eat?"

His mother scolded loudly: "I don't eat at night, don't you know? Just want to feed me into a fat pig, and I can't be on stage again, so you are happy!"

Fang Li stood at the door for a while, then whispered, "Mom, remember to take your medicine..."

There was a sound from the door, and I don't know what his mother threw down from inside. Fang Li trembled in fright, and hurried back to the kitchen with the bowl.

Sitting on a small stool, he ate the leftovers silently.

Eating and eating, tears slowly fell into the bowl.

After finishing his meal, he washed a lone bowl and returned to his small room.

On the table were the unfinished test papers during the day. He looked at them blankly for a while, then picked up his phone.

All kinds of missed calls and messages, the most is the heartless guy.

"Fang Li, are you there? If you are, answer me!"

"I know you're here, no matter what, you answer my phone and I want to talk to you face to face, okay?"...

He looked at the phone silently for a while, and opened the encrypted photo album.

There are not many photos in it, only four or five.Sometimes it's a few people on the playground together, and sometimes it's everyone having dinner together.

There is always a shadow of a person, grinning heartlessly, showing a mouthful of healthy and white teeth, playing ball in the sun and leading the fuck.

The last one is the group photo taken just two days ago.

The breeze was blowing, and the colorful flags were fluttering on the playground.By the sandpit, he smiled shyly, and that person smiled brightly.

He stared blankly, and finally exited the album.

After a while, with trembling fingers, he pressed "delete" on the entire folder.

... Ruan Qingmu frowned and looked at the disconnected phone.

Qin Yuan asked on the side: "What's wrong?"

"It's like his mother is yelling at him. It's scary."

Qin Yuan was silent for a moment: "Fang Li is like this now, I'm afraid it has something to do with his family."

Ruan Qingmu smiled wryly: "Yeah, a lot of children are crooked because of the shitty things at home. I heard from Bai Jing that even Liu Jun's big idiot, his father seems to be even more idiot than him. Well, beat him up when he drinks, kick him so that he can fly out."

Qin Yuan sighed softly: "The psychology books I've read say that people who were treated violently when they were young tend to become violent maniacs and perpetrators when they grow up."

"But it's up to you." Ruan Qingmu shook her head, "Some people can still live cleanly in the mud, and some people can grow crooked in the rich nest."

Qin Yuan glanced at him quietly, and suddenly said, "You look really good."

Ruan Qingmu was startled, the corners of her mouth curled up.

He smiled leisurely and asked, "What's a good way? Tell me."

Qin Yuan looked at him quietly, looking into his deep and bright pupils.

Then, Xueba coughed lightly: "I give you a Chinese Level [-] question, answer it now."

Ruan Qingmu: "??"

Sudden study for no reason?

"Didn't you ask what's wrong?" Qin Yuan's black eyes shone slightly, and his thick eyelashes flickered. "You look good, and you look good. Two meanings, do some reading comprehension."

Ruan Qingmu raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Huh? The first meaning is... the family background is not good, but he grows up to be a good person?"

Qin Yuan had a faint smile on his lips: "Yes."

Ruan Qingmu continued to think in confusion: "The second meaning is..."

After a long time, he suddenly called out "ah".

Fuck, being praised for being unprepared, even if he has a thick skin, it's a bit too much for him.

Slowly approaching Qin Yuan, he pointed to his face: "Is it really good-looking?"

Qin Yuan was forced to step back a few inches, and his breathing became slightly heavier.

Then, he said softly, "Well, it looks good."

Better looking than anyone I've ever seen.

It was already late outside, and there was no sound from the TV in the living room. The flickering lights of the flickering screen shone through into the study room, reflecting in the eyes of the two of them.

There are thousands of lights among the buildings in the distance.

Suddenly, Ruan Qingmu jumped up suddenly, her porcelain white face was flushed, she gritted her teeth: "Squad Leader Qin, you are finished, you have changed."

It's not the same as before!In the past, such a well-known young man, who spoke and acted like the scorching sun, was the most serious, but now he would praise people for their beauty and talk nonsense?

……

Sitting in the taxi home, Ruan Qingmu hugged the little mute, holding a heavy plastic bag in his hand.

When I came, I packed a lunch box full of vegetables. When I left, I brought a bag full of snacks, such as various nuts, imported chocolates, high-end biscuits and cookies, and a large bunch of glass crisp grapes left in the refrigerator.

They were all made by Qin Yuan, and almost emptied the fruit plate and pantry on his tea table, so Xiao Zhuang must take them all back and tell him to eat slowly.

Tsk tsk, it's still the same.Even if the little mute turned a blind eye to him again, he was just as good to the little mute.

The children get sleepy quickly at night. They watched TV on the sofa all day. Although they watched TV with great interest, they still couldn't fight sleepiness. When they left the study room, they had already fallen asleep on the big sofa. Irresponsible parents left it there.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Really, really, this person has become weird, not the same person from his previous life!

The little mute was lying in his arms, with his thin arms hanging around his neck, sleeping soundlessly.

He tilted his head, looked at the little guy, laid him down, rested his head on his lap, and laid his body down on the back seat of the car.

The little guy turned over in a daze and opened his eyes.Lifting his eyes and seeing him, he closed them again in peace.

Ruan Qingmu touched his head casually, and said softly to herself: "Hey, you still hate him, don't you? Look at you, you don't even want to talk to him... But in the last life, after I died, you didn't Did you try your best to find him?"

The taxi driver in the front seat pricked up his ears and glanced at the rearview mirror quietly.

Oh my god, why is this young man's face so pale, his dark eyes are straight, and the child lying on his lap is motionless and silent.

What is dead and alive, it's a big night!

The little mute slept peacefully, but still moved uncomfortably.

Ruan Qingmu stared out of the window blankly.

But Qin Yuan has always been reliable in his work.After silently listening to the little entourage's words, before leaving, he also carefully settled the child well.

I found Zhuangzi to ask the child to stay, left enough silver, and told the old housekeeper of the Qin family to take care of him in the future, so I found him alone under the peach blossom tree where he died, and went to clean up his remains.

To be honest, it is true that a demon like him who kills at every turn has blood on his hands, but he is used to wanton arrogance, but he never thought that he would be killed one day.

I was still careless, but I didn't expect those insidious villains to join hands in secret, and first found a weak woman to pretend to be killed, leading him to kill all the way to the wilderness, and then they all appeared together.

There are six masters in total, and all of them have deep hatred with him.

There is the younger brother of the eldest son of the Tang clan who occupied the house and forced the owner to death; The blind leader Lin.

Hehe, it was actually because he was merciful when he blinded the eyes. After all, when his precious son tortured the maid, he also blinded the teenage girl's eyes.

If his father hadn't arrived early, he would have wanted to take it easy and repeat everything that the poor maid had suffered on this young master of the Lin family.

...It's just that there are real retributions in this world. He killed those people with so much joy, but he died so miserable in the end.

Tsk tsk, it's a pity that the misery was too much. Even Qin Yuan, who is usually calm and self-sufficient, after digging out his wreckage and carefully inspecting his fatal wounds, unexpectedly suddenly lay aside and slammed Vomit.

Probably because I was in a hurry, and I didn't eat much. I vomited and vomited, and in the end, all the vomit was clear water, and there were even some blood in it.

The blood fell on the trunk of the peach tree that was soaked in his blood and had already turned dark brown, piercing and hurting people's eyes.

His soul was floating around, looking at it in the air, he also felt quite uncomfortable and disgusted for Qin Yuan.

Thinking about Qin Shaoxia, who was always dressed in white and well-dressed, he felt a little disgusted when he saw his dead body.

But after all, after getting to know each other once, this person, ah, still fulfilled all the old friends' friendship.

After solemnly burying his bones, he silently removed the Pisces jade pendant from his waist and placed it in his coffin.

It's strange to say that a long time ago when the two were fighting desperately, he snatched away his jade pendant, and this man snatched it back with a cold face, why don't they want it now?

……

Ruan Qingmu sighed softly, and when she lowered her head again, the little mute had already woken up, lying on his lap, rubbing her eyes blankly.

Ruan Qingmu suddenly became annoyed.

He stretched out his hand, rubbed Xiao Zhuang's head vigorously, and whispered angrily: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! Who told you to run and tell him how I died!"

The taxi driver in front shuddered all over, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove forward desperately.

Emma didn't dare to look back, the boy's face became paler and paler!

The little mute was startled by his inexplicable rubbing, and shrank timidly.

Ruan Qingmu ignored him, but still murmured in a low voice: "What does he have to do with me? You insist on telling him? I'll kill you. It's irrelevant for him to be his famous young hero.  … "

He was accidentally poisoned by the Tang Sect, and he saw several blood-feuding enemies appearing together, so he knew at that time that he might not be able to escape death today.

He tried his best to block those people and told the little attendant to run for his life. He wanted to tell him to hide, but who would have thought that this child would go to Qin Yuan?

This person is used to jealousy, how could he stand by and pretend not to know when he heard about those old things?

He just didn't know how to act in secret and find an opportunity to reveal the truth, but he suddenly went crazy and publicly declared that he would kill those murderers who killed him, to justify the name of the young master of the Demon Sect, and to give him justice.

Not only did he not get the support of his family teachers, but also his friends in the rivers and lakes were quite disapproving of him.

Even though his soul was about to jump three feet high, there was nothing to stop him.

...He went on his own way and searched for several months, and finally killed those six people one by one. Finally, after killing the last second son of the Tang Sect who fled far away, he fell in the thousands of miles of desert, blood stained the yellow sand.

But even with the last breath of strength, he still insisted on chopping off the legs and knees of the second son of the Tang Sect, just like what he suffered before his death. ...

Ruan Qingmu stared blankly at the black eyes, unconsciously looking at the increasingly dark street scene ahead.

It was almost home, the facilities near the old city were poor, and the street lights were broken, and the flickering lights shone into the car windows from outside, just like the mottled lights in the river when they happened to pass by the lantern festival before.

Suddenly, his heart ached and sore again.

Probably because he was beaten a lot, although the little mute can't speak, he has a strong ability to detect people's emotions. Seeing Ruan Qingmu's dazed eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his face. cry out.

Ruan Qingmu lowered her head and patted his head: "Little fool, why are you crying, isn't it better now? Look at us both come back to life."

"Crackling——" the taxi braked suddenly, the driver's voice was trembling, and without turning his head, he pointed to the payment code in front, "Student, just scan, scan, it's 21 yuan."

Ruan Qingmu happened to have no change in his WeChat, but in his pocket was the one hundred yuan his mother had just given him during the day, and he opened his mouth and said, "Can I give you paper money?"

The driver peeked at his red lips and white teeth, and then at Xiao Zhuang's thin, sallow face like a kid: "??..."

It's not Mingbi!

"Forget it, forget it, forget it if you don't have money, get out of the car!"

Ruan Qingmu was extremely surprised: "How can that be?"

He stuffed the hundred-yuan bill from the back: "Please find it, thank you."

"Okay...you get out of the car first." The voice of the driver brother was a little trembling.

Just as Ruan Qingmu got out of the car with a small pile, before she could stand still, the hundred-yuan bill was thrown out of the car window, and the driver screamed sharply: "I can't find it, little classmate, go slowly!"

The taxi ran away, as if a ghost was chasing after it.

Ruan Qingmu picked up the hundred-yuan bills on the ground, looked suspiciously at the light, and said, "Fuck, don't let this dog driver take advantage of the darkness and exchange the money into counterfeit coins, right?"

Running so fast, I didn't even have time to ask him for a ticket. ...