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

... In the corridor outside, Qin Yuan stood in the corner, answering the phone in a low voice.

Over there, Secretary Gao's voice was respectful: "Master, I personally went to the neighborhood committee where the family lives today, and everything has been settled."

Qin Yuan said "hmm": "Have you found the school yet?"

Secretary Gao smiled and said, "Yes, I sent someone to find a special education school. The tuition fee is [-] yuan a year. The quality of education is very good, but it is not the best private special school. would feel uneasy."

Qin Yuan said softly, "You are very thoughtful."

"It should." Secretary Gao hurriedly said politely, "I told the neighborhood committee that our charity fund is looking for disabled and impoverished children who really need help, and they immediately thought of this child, and asked if it was okay if the household registration was not in the local area. I said of course Okay, so it will be finalized soon."

He continued meticulously: "I was afraid of making the wrong person, so I said I wanted to check it out for myself, so they set off immediately and took me to the massage parlor for the blind you mentioned. The child was playing alone in the yard outside. It looks really pitiful."

Qin Yuan sighed lightly: "Yes, it doesn't matter."

Secretary Gao said again and again: "Yes, yes, as soon as I told you why I came here, the child's sister cried like a tearful person on the spot, and almost knelt down for us. It hurts to see it."

Qin Yuan listened quietly: "It's not easy for a blind girl to support herself and her younger brother."

Secretary Gao cautiously probed: "By the way, your classmate's mother has nothing to say about her character - she manages a massage parlor by herself, hires two blind people, pays a low fee, and pays them all the expenses. Social security is even more difficult.”

Qin Yuan frowned slightly: "The burden is heavy, right? Uncle Gao, is there any way..."

Secretary Gao was overjoyed, alas, I was right!

"Young master, to tell you the truth, I'm thinking about this. If you agree, I'll do a little more work on my side, and it's easy to help that store. Charity foundations do good deeds, not for whom Woolen cloth!"

……

The bell for the end of evening self-study rang, and the students from all classes rushed out. Fu Songhua took Qin Yuan's schoolbag, went out, and handed it to Qin Yuan at the door: "Squad leader, pack it for you."

Qin Yuan thanked him, turned off his phone, and walked out with a few boys from Class 1.

Walking all the way to the dormitory building, he looked up at the window of 106, it was dark.

For a moment, his eyes were a little sad.

Pushing open the door, the bedroom was quiet and deserted, just like when that person had just moved out.

He silently put down his schoolbag and was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, but unexpectedly, he grabbed his phone and took a look.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

He quickly dialed the phone number, and when he heard the shutdown prompt sound from the receiver, he suddenly turned around and rushed up the stairs in one breath.

Upstairs, Bai Jing and the others were fighting in the bedroom when suddenly the door was pushed open.

Qin Yuan panted lightly, looked up at Ruan Qingmu's bed, Fang Li sat up on the bed blankly when he heard the doorbell: "Squad Leader Qin?..."

Qin Yuan looked at him: "Is Ruan Qingmu here?"

Bai Jing ran over enthusiastically: "Oh, he's not here, he's living in Li Zhiyong's dormitory now!"

Qin Yuan didn't speak, turned around and ran to the next door.

Pushing open the bedroom door over there, he was meeting Li Zhiyong's vigilant eyes.He turned his head to look at the other boy coldly: "Did Ruan Qingmu come back?"

The boy quickly replied: "Ah, his bed is here, but he basically doesn't sleep here."

Every night, I came here to take a symbolic sleep, and then sneaked away after the teacher finished checking the room. I guess I went to Huang Ya's dormitory, right?

There's no way, he and Li Zhiyong are like that, and they can still sleep in the same room, what the hell!

Qin Yuan stood at the door in a daze, then turned around suddenly and rushed downstairs.

Back to 106, still no one!

Where can it be this big night?

He fidgeted in the dormitory for a while, then picked up the phone: "Fu Songhua, help me to see, Bai Jing and Li Zhiyong are in their dormitory, is Ruan Qingmu back?"

Soon, Fu Songhua's reply arrived: "No, the people in the two dormitories said they never came back."

Qin Yuan listened blankly, finally stood up, rushed out of the dormitory, and strode towards the teaching building.

The night wind was a bit chilly, and the lights in the teaching building were still on except for the lecture hall, and the electricity on other floors had already been forcibly cut off.

He rushed up the dark stairs in one breath, and ran to the door of Class 9.

... In the darkness, in the last row, a black figure sat in front of the window, his silhouette reflected by the moonlight.There was a dim light at hand.

Qin Yuan took a deep breath, and slowly approached the bright light.

The person in the darkness raised his head, glanced at him, and lowered his head again.

Qin Yuan sat on the seat in front of him and looked at the math test paper illuminated by the flashlight of his mobile phone.

The geometry above is full of messy lines.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a low voice.

There was no expression on Ruan Qingmu's face, and no emotion could be heard in his voice: "Can't you see that I'm struggling with the topic?"

As if ruthless, he added: "I won't ask for help anymore, I'll do it myself. If I can't do it, I won't fucking sleep tonight."

Already almost pissed off, angry, and wronged.

In my previous life, I never begged anyone until my death. In this life, I finally mustered up the courage to beg once, but I was thrown off face. For a while, I just felt pain everywhere on my face and heart.

Qin Yuan looked at him fixedly, his eyes were dark and bright.

"Then I'll stay with you." He whispered softly, "But don't stay here, it's bad for your eyes. I'll take you to a place with lights."

Not far away, the dormitory building was brightly lit.

On an October night, the breeze is light, the moonlight is like water, and the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that are just budding in the campus faintly exude the first sweet fragrance, floating in the flower bed downstairs of Wenti.

Ruan Qingmu was dragged by Qin Yuan and ran towards the school's cultural and sports building, stumbling.

The hand that was pulled was sweating faintly, and my mind was dizzy for a while.The entire perception seems to be concentrated in the tightly held hands of the two people.

Fingers interlaced, palms together.

Even a long time ago, I have never been this close.

……

The school's cultural and sports building is very lively during the day.Those who came to the studio for art class, those who came to the music room for music class, and those who went to the equipment library to borrow gym supplies, kept coming and going until the afternoon.

But at night, it was quiet and dark here.

Qin Yuan dragged Ruan Qingmu all the way to the east of the Culture and Sports Building, ran up the stairs to the third floor, stopped at the door of an activity room, and then slowly let go.

He pointed to the tightly closed door: "The activity room of our student union, there is no one here at night."

Ruan Qingmu stood there, a little dazed.

Isn't it back to 106?

He glanced at his hand again, then quickly looked away.

Looking at Qin Yuan's handsome face, he was suddenly a little annoyed for no reason.

What—what is this!

Why is this person so calm, why does he arrest as soon as he says, and let him go as soon as he says?Why should the cold war seem to have never happened in the past two days, and why can I be so nonchalant after letting myself hang out for a night!

Qin Yuan took out a small bunch of keys from his schoolbag and opened the door of the activity room next to him.

The switch on the wall was pressed, and the bright lights turned on. Qin Yuan turned off a few more switches, leaving only a row of lights by the table, which illuminated the entire activity room in a quiet, semi-darkness.

Ruan Qingmu stood at the door and sneered: "It's very secluded. You don't come to this kind of place suitable for trysts?"

Qin Yuan turned his head, looked at his cold face, and suddenly smiled.

He usually has a low expression, and his brows are cold and sharp. When he smiles gently and lightly like this, he is a bit shockingly handsome.

"When I first entered the first year of high school, the president of the student union in that world was a senior in the third year of high school. He and his girlfriend used to secretly come here to study, and both of them are top students." He said softly, "I'm in love with you." It's a tryst, and the two of them will play papers together."

Ruan Qingmu didn't know how to answer, so she could only bite the bullet: "Oh."

"Now he and his senior sister have both graduated and entered a university in the same city. The super powerful one." Qin Yuan's eyes were calm, "When he graduated, he invited the juniors of our student union to have dinner and whispered to us , the light is on here, but you can’t see it from outside.”

Ruan Qingmu snorted: "How is it possible? The whole building is pitch black, and no matter how thick the curtains are, they can't block the light."

Qin Yuan stood by the window and waved to him: "Come and see."

Ruan Qingmu stared at him, intentionally ignoring him, but hesitating on her feet, she still walked over slowly.

The activity room is very large, with a long table in the middle. There are some promotional posters and paints of the student union on it. A projector is hung on the ceiling, which should be for the purpose of shading the projection environment. on the ground.

Qin Yuan pushed open the window, and the wind outside was blowing in, carrying the sweet fragrance of the newly bloomed sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

At the same time, the dense shade suddenly jumped into the eyes, blocking the entire window, grand and willful.

Ruan Qingmu's eyes widened, and she suddenly woke up.

In Experiment [-], there are two famous old trees, one is the century-old camphor tree on the playground, and the other is the big silk tree downstairs in Wenti.

The Albizia julibrissin tree is nicknamed the lover's tree by previous students, and it is also very old.It grows on the downstairs of Wenti, and the canopy of the tree has long covered a large area nearby. Looking out from here, the activity room is just blocked by a large area of ​​thick shade.

The branches and leaves of the Albizia Julibrissin tree are tender light green, which is very gentle during the day, but at night, they still show a rich green color. Through the overwhelming black branches and leaves, the sparse starlight outside can be vaguely seen.

But with the shade of the trees and the curtains, the lights here are really hard to be seen.

Qin Yuan turned his head, his handsome eyes reflected the moonlight and starlight outside: "The senior also said that he left this geomantic treasure to us, I hope we can all find someone and want to bring him here."

Ruan Qingmu glanced at him quickly, her heartbeat, which had just calmed down a little, started to speed up again.

He quickly took a breath of fresh air outside the window, and said with a dry smile, "Aha? The world of you masters is really amazing."

Qin Yuan smiled lightly.

He didn't look at Ruan Qingmu, put his arms on the window lattice, as if he was talking to himself: "I didn't bring anyone here before. You were the first."

There will be no one in the future.

Ruan Qingmu stood side by side with him by the window, in the boundless silence, he suddenly stretched out his arms and jumped forward forcefully.

Qin Yuan was beside him, startled by his sudden movement, subconsciously grabbed him and hugged him horizontally.

Ruan Qingmu stretched out her hand, grabbing a branch outside the window stiffly, turned her head slowly, and looked at her waist.

???

He just wanted to grab a leaf at will to resolve the embarrassment and silence. What is the situation?

"You... what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

The two asked questions almost at the same time, Qin Yuan's face was a little pale, and Ruan Qingmu's face was a little red.

After a long time, Ruan Qingmu pulled hard, picked a few leaves of the silk tree from the swaying branches outside the window, and squinted: "You think I'm going to jump off the building?"

Qin Yuan didn't speak, but he didn't let go of his arms either.

When he lived in the same dormitory with Ruan Qingmu, he saw his waist many times.

After taking a shower, wearing a small vest and climbing the upper bunk, it is always easy to show a small waist; reading a book or playing with a mobile phone on the upper bunk is also unsafe, and when rolling around, it is easy to wrinkle the top. Show a section.

It's very thin, but it's not the kind that's extremely delicate, and when it shakes, it's so dazzlingly white that it makes people flustered.

However, I never thought about what it feels like to hug like this.

……So this is ah.

The boy's waistline has a beautiful curvature, and it can be easily surrounded by a circle under his arms.Through the school uniform, the skin cannot be touched, but the thin and powerful lines can be clearly felt.

There is also a faint heartbeat nearby.

Ruan Qingmu's jade-like face was upturned, as if it was dyed with a layer of clear light under the cold moonlight.

He moved slightly, as if he wanted to break free from this strange tightness, but Qin Yuan didn't let go, but his broad palms tightened lightly, tightening his waist just a little bit.

Also a little bit closer.

Ruan Qingmu's back was against the window, and the cool night breeze gently brushed the branches of the silk tree outside the window, and also brushed the faces of the two teenagers by the window, blowing their black hair.

The bright moon is like a hook, just like the previous life, ruthless and affectionate.The oncoming wind was the same as before, lingering and silent.

Ruan Qingmu's peach blossom eyes met Qin Yuan without blinking.

The person in front of him, the look in his eyes at this moment, is exactly the same as that of a night in his previous life.

Only, it was spring at that time.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom, there is wine under the tree, and the moon and stars are in the sky.

At that time, he had just received a letter of war from Qin Yuan, not only did he not take it seriously, but he was also full of fighting spirit.

He asked his attendants to set up a small case table under the tree, and bought peach blossom wine from Qingyunju and fine pastries from Tongqinglou, on which the letter of war was pressed with a flagon, and there, waiting for that young hero who is famous all over the world Come on the moon.

Fortunately, this Shaoxia Qin was quite refined. When he came, he didn't immediately turn over the table and start a fight. Instead, he sat down calmly, had three drinks with him, and asked him again and again if he had an excuse.

Ah bah, who wants to defend himself against such a dignified and respectable gentleman who exudes a pedantic righteousness all over his body!

Fight and fight, fight and fight.He, Ruan Qingmu, has lived for more than ten years, and what he has done and what he has said have long been spread beyond recognition. If he complained to others one by one, wouldn't he be exhausted?

Besides, will anyone believe his explanation?

Those people who are superficial and dignified, but secretly burn, kill, and loot, only wish that someone from the Demon Sect like them would take all the blame. No one really cares about what he says, let alone judge.

Of course, the silent and noble Qin Shaoxia seemed willing to listen to his defense, as long as he wanted.

But he just didn't want to.

At that time, he was full of arrogance, and he did not resort to violence once or twice. He only felt that there was no one in this world who was worthy of him putting down his dignity and explaining it carefully.

He still remembered that after three cups of good wine, he kicked over the case and told this Young Master Qin to show his sword quickly.

At that time, the person looked at him for a moment, as sharp and bright as now.It's like burning with fire.

Ruan Qingmu suddenly felt that something was different.

The eyes of Qin Yuan in front of him were still so bright, as if there were flames dancing inside, but it was not fighting spirit and blood, but faint, as if buried under a deeper cold pool.

Ruan Qingmu's breathing was also a little rough, she was a little flustered at such a close distance, stared at by such familiar yet unfamiliar eyes, but also a little inexplicably unconvinced.

Obviously, this three-year-old student didn't say anything, and didn't take any further actions. Why does it seem that his aura is weaker than in his previous life!

Just as he was about to say something indiscriminately to increase his momentum, Qin Yuan suddenly spoke.

"I didn't see your text message." He said softly, "I never wanted to have a cold war with you."