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

...Gong Sinian stood up in the last row and quietly walked out of the auditorium.

Behind him were the laughter of boys and girls, filling the beautiful night before the New Year. He turned on the phone and walked slowly towards the school gate in the cold December wind.

It took a while for the phone to connect, and the background sound was faint jazz dance music, which was more cheerful and festive than usual.

Li Yuan's rough voice was particularly magnetic in the music: "Honey, it's too noisy here, I just heard the ringtone!"

Gong Sinian nodded: "Yes, I know."

"Are you here? Where are you?" Li Yuan called out loudly.

Gong Sinian walked to the street, looked at the lanterns and ribbon balloons everywhere: "I'm out of school, the New Year's Day party just ended."

Li Yuan resentfully said, "How is that kid? How did you comfort him, to be a confidant big brother to accompany him to the party?"

Gong Sinian waved for a taxi, got in, and smiled softly: "It should not be necessary. He has a very good partner."

The taxi drove him to the cultural street in the distance. The street outside was full of people, and young lovers were holding hands, with joyful smiles on their faces.

Li Yuan's voice seemed to be a little softer: "That's good, it's better than ours then."

Gong Sinian took off his gold-rimmed glasses, squinted to see the neon lights outside, in the shadow of the street corner, there was a passionate couple embracing each other under a tree, and suddenly smiled and kissed.

"Don't tell me about the past," he said slowly.

"What are you doing? Can't you just remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness?" Li Yuan was extremely wronged over there, "You weren't so violent back then."

Gong Sinian snorted coldly: "Yeah, I also find it strange, how could I have such a good temper when I was a child, I should kick you to death."

Li Yuan obviously also thought of those distant past events of his youth, he laughed aloud: "Hey, guess what I only remember when I think of that time now?"

Gong Sinian's face suddenly became very hot: "Who knows what kind of yellow trash is in your head!"

The two have a good heart, thinking the same thing.

Li Yuan was like him, thinking of the scene of the beginning of love, his breathing became a little heavy.

There was warmth in Gong Sinian's eyes, but his tone was still cold: "You have to show some face, what happened ten years ago is still mentioned all day long."

"What is a face, in front of you, I never want it." Li Yuan's tone was soft and rascal over there, "You cruel and heartless bastard, if you don't mention it for three days, you will forget it."

Gong Sinian smiled, and after being quiet for a while, said softly: "No, I can remember it forever."

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On the top floor of the Cultural and Sports Building, there is a large corridor with unique design.

On both sides are the previous cultural and sports honor walls. In the glass windows are hung various collective trophies, copies of award certificates, and a large number of wonderful moments of competitions and cultural performances.

There is an abstract art statue in the middle, surrounded by several steps.The corridor is facing the south. During the day, the sun shines directly, making the entire corridor bright and dazzling.

The bustle of the auditorium below has just dissipated, and the top floor here is still dark.

A group of boys sneaked up, found the high step next to the sculpture, and sat down.

"Come on, Fang Li took a photo with us!"

Fu Songhua rudely grabbed a few boys with mobile phones and pushed them aside: "If you dare to take pictures again, your mobile phone will be smashed!"

Huang Ya shouted: "Who are you, Fang Li agreed to take a photo with us!"

On the other side, Fang Li was wrapped in a long thick coat, with a small face surrounded by a plump collar, still had long black hair, and still had a delicate and soft face.

Bai Jing and the others surrounded Fang Li and got together head to head: "Come on, let's commemorate it! Eggplant~~~~"

Fu Songhua turned his head and was furious: "Why are you so annoying? It doesn't look good when you take pictures with black lights and fire, so just bully Fang Li for being good-tempered!"

Unconvinced, Bai Jing stretched out his phone and showed it to Fu Songhua: "What do you know, Fang Li's photos look good no matter what we take. Our night photos look like ghosts, and Fang Li's photos are Nie Xiaoqian!"

Fu Songhua took a glance, looked up at Fang Li who was surrounded by boys, and felt a little inexplicably anxious, he rushed over and pushed the people around Fang Li away with his buttocks: "Go away, I want to take pictures too. "

He leaned against Fang Li, held his mobile phone, pointed at the two of them nervously, and whispered, "I, can I take a photo too?"

Fang Li glanced at him lightly, with a gentle smile: "Well, okay."

He has always been shy and timid. In Fu Songhua's memory, it seems that he only had a few days in the sports meeting.

Fu Songhua looked at his delicate and gentle expression, and was a little dazed in a daze.

Fang Li became uneasy when he saw him, quietly grabbed his mobile phone, held it in front of the two of them, "clicked", and his smile froze.

In the dark night, the neon lights and lights in the distance flickered in the darkness, and the smiles of the two teenagers were cautious with their own thoughts.

In the camera, Fu Songhua has a stiff head with long eyelashes

With red lips, his face looked fairer than Fang Li's.

Fu Songhua looked at his foolishness in annoyance, wanted to destroy the corpse, but couldn't bear it, and muttered: "Why are you so white, you really look like a ghost!"

Fang Li couldn't help laughing, and whispered, "It's not like you just now..."

Before going on stage, I only needed to put on a light layer of powder, but for some reason, this person's face kept flushing, and in the end it took a lot of foundation to cover up the redness.

On the highest step, Fu Songhua suddenly grabbed Fang Li's soft hand and nervously pointed forward: "Fang Li... Hurry up and watch the fireworks!"

Fang Li's body trembled undetectably.

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He let the wide and warm palm grab him, with faint tears flickering in his eyes, and stared into the distance foolishly.

It turns out that after the clock strikes midnight, Cinderella will not always be beaten back to her original state, and she can still have the prince by her side.

Beside them, Qin Yuan raised his head silently, his bright eyes reflected the brilliance reflected on the glass curtain wall, and then turned his head.

His voice was very soft and gentle: "Happy New Year, Ruan Ruan."

In Ruan Qingmu's crystal-clear eyes, the same kind of fireworks rose and flickered.

The situation in front of me is just ordinary, but it also seems to be familiar, far away and through time.

How similar it was to the Lantern Festival in my previous life when I temporarily stopped fighting and swam hand in hand.

Throughout the ages, everything around has changed, but this person, the lanterns reflected in this person's eyes, and the fireworks reflected are all equally beautiful.

He looked at Qin Yuan fixedly, with a bright and flamboyant smile: "Qin Shaoxia, I wish you a happy life every year."