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

Fang Li lowered his head, tears streaming down silently.Fu Songhua became more and more frightened, and most of the courage he had just now was vented suddenly: "Fang Li, you think what I said is strange, don't you? But I'm not crazy, nor a pervert."

"I, I didn't..."

Fu Songhua gritted his teeth: "I just suffocate so badly, if I don't say it, I will suffocate to death, no. I will explode until I suffocate!"

Fang Li wiped his tears with his hand: "When...when did you start thinking like this?"

Fu Songhua was taken aback for a moment, and thought for a moment in a daze: "Just, just the nearest."

Fang Li raised his head and looked at him with complicated eyes, is he the nearest?So he likes pretty girls, right?

"Fu Songhua, thank you." He plucked up his courage and said with difficulty, "But...but this is wrong. From now on, don't say such things again, and I'll pretend I didn't hear anything just now."

Fu Songhua stood there blankly, the brightness in his eyes slowly dissipated: "Ah... this is wrong."

Seeing Fang Li with his head down, unwilling to look at him anymore, he was embarrassed and frustrated.

Yes, is he crazy?

He clearly knows that Fang Li and Ruan Qingmu are just good friends, but he can't control his ugly mentality, guessing and jealous.

When he and Fang Li were good friends before, they were so close and innocent. It was he who messed up everything.

I don't know when it started, those secret and different emotions began to appear in his heart, and his eyes would follow that slender figure from behind.

When Fang Li smiled, his whole heart seemed to jump up with joy; when Fang Li was lonely and silent, his whole body would also be restless.

However, this is wrong.

Although Fang Li is weak and well-behaved, although he will not reject him sharply and fiercely, it is only because he is kind.

How is it different from those who bullied him when he blocked the door for no reason and made such a fuss?

As disgusting as those people are, so is he.

"Fang Li, I'm sorry." He looked blankly at the gate of Fang Li's house, "It's cold, so you should go back early."

Fang Li turned around slowly, and walked towards the dark door step by step. When he reached the door, he turned around and waved to Fu Songhua: "...goodbye."

The voice is nasal.

Fu Songhua stood on the side of the road in a daze, watching his figure disappear into the darkness, motionless.

In the door building, Fang Li leaned against the old corridor wall behind him, sobbing silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Songhua finally lowered his head, turned around and walked towards the gate of the song and dance troupe.As he was walking, he probably didn't see the road clearly, or didn't look at all, he staggered and tripped over something.

He was in a trance, and fell to the ground at once.He didn't stand up, leaned against the tree trunk behind him, squatted down speechlessly, and hugged his head. ...

The wind whimpered around him, and the cold moon in the sky was also terrified. He held his head and squatted in the cold wind for an unknown how long, until he heard a rush of footsteps, and rushed towards this side.

Just as he raised his head, Fang Li's thin body had already pounced on him.

In the cold wind, tears streamed down his face, his hands trembled, and he plucked up the courage to grab Fu Songhua's shoulders.

"Fu Songhua, look at me, look at me and say - do you like girls or boys?" He asked each word, trembling.

Fu Songhua raised his face, his red eyes could not be hidden, he stared blankly at the frail young man in front of him, unable to digest his question.

Fang Li exhausted all his strength, cried and asked again: "I am a boy, but I seem to like being a girl. I am such a freak. But what do you like?"

The cold wind blew, and the tears that just fell seemed to dry up, and new tears fell: "You used to like girls all these years ago, right?"

He was out of breath from crying, and shook Fu Songhua's shoulder vigorously: "You like beautiful and gentle girls, there are many, many in school... Please see clearly, I am just like you, I, I am a boy !"

Fu Songhua's shoulders were shaken several times by him, and finally he had some reaction.

He stood up slowly.Because of squatting for too long, my legs were a little numb, and I staggered a bit.

Fang Li bit his lip, tears fell down, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him.

Fu Songhua moved his legs and feet, and finally stood firmly.

He stared at Fang Li's face, stared at his red and swollen eyes, stared at his desperate and miserable expression, without saying a word.After a long time, he stretched out his hand, gently cupped Fang Li's face, and awkwardly wiped away the tears that seemed to flow endlessly.

"I don't like boys, nor girls." He answered seriously and solemnly, as if he was doing the most important question and answer question in the final exam.

"The one I like is you." The tall and healthy boy's eyes were no longer depressed, and the light of the stars was revealed a little bit, "If you are a boy, I like boys; if you are a girl, then I like girls. "

……

Ruan Qingmu sat in the taxi, fidgeting with her mobile phone, opened WeChat and checked, but there was no movement.

After 1 minute, open it again, it is still blank.

Then turn to qq, and there is no news.However, the class group was as lively as ever, Bai Jing was making some strange bets inside, and Huang Ya was showing off the new mobile phone his parents had just bought for him.

There is a private message box, Tang Tiantian sent him a few photos of today: "I took it randomly, I will send you and Fang Li a copy, as a souvenir."

Ruan Qingmu opened it and looked, her eyes suddenly widened.

What is this?The way Fang Li raised his head and smiled at him, the way he squinted back!The little squad leader is crazy, isn't he afraid of suffocating if he doesn't grab it randomly?

He suddenly remembered what Fang Li had just said on Weibo, so he quickly went up and searched around using Hanfu and Gufeng as keywords, and he really found it.

Staring at the pinned post of that fake girl V, and then looking at the pile of comments with screenshots below, he almost spit out blood.

What is the hot comment with pictures that ranks first in the likes!

Fang Li had just changed into a new dress at the time, and the pink and peach-colored jacket was a bit high on the skirt, so he bent down by the way and helped him retie it. It was Fang Li who was full of shyness, taking care of him carefully and tenderly.

Ah bah, these idlers in the screenshots, what kind of mentality do "prostitutes" see when they see "prostitution"? ...

He opened them one by one, and the more he looked, the more he couldn't sit still.

It doesn't matter to Fu Songhua seeing these pictures, who cares what he thinks, but Qin Yuan also saw it?

No wonder there is no word yet.

He gritted his teeth, reopened WeChat, and wanted to take the initiative to send a message, but as soon as he opened Qin Yuan's profile picture, a red picture popped up.

? ? ? A transfer of 1 yuan?

He stared at the transfer message and typed a few words: "What are you doing?"

Qin Yuan only replied with one word: "Accept."

Ruan Qingmu: "No."

Qin Yuan didn't reply.

Ruan Qingmu: "...I'm not short of money! It's just to try it out, don't think too much, so many people are practicing in society, right? Let me get in touch with society."

Qin Yuan was silent for a long time, and when Ruan Qingmu was scratching his heart in anxiety, he replied lightly: "Do you need to hide it from me?"

Ruan Qingmu was lost.

You're so narrow-minded, how come you look like an awkward little girl and need to be coaxed?

"Fu Songhua showed you Weibo? Don't listen to him, he's super boring." He bit the bullet and softened his tone, "It looks like a big man, gossiping behind his back."

Qin Yuan: "What Weibo?"

Ruan Qingmu:? ?

What did he not see? ?

"Nothing!" He replied quickly, "By the way, let me tell you something shocking. I sent Fang Li home just now. Guess who I met at the door?"

Qin Yuan didn't reply to him, and after a long time, he replied lightly: "I found Weibo."

Ruan Qingmu: "(￣△￣;)..."

It seems that Fu Da fool has been wronged.

"Can't guess it? Reveal the answer, hahaha, I met Fu Songhua!" He pulled the topic aside vigorously, "He came to pick up Fang Li, and he yelled at me, do you think he deserves a beating? Forget it, look. For the sake of how long he waited in the cold weather, I don't care about him—"

"He doesn't deserve a beating. You deserve a beating more." Qin Yuan replied coldly.

Ruan Qingmu: "...Do you want to come and beat me up?"

Qin Yuan did not let him go, and asked word by word: "Is what you just said true? This is your personal matter, and I can only give advice, right?"

"Hey, Qin Shaoxia, there is no way to chat like this!"

He casually said it to Fang Li, just kidding, how could he take it seriously, he didn't have the style of a decent young man from a famous family at all.

"Okay, let's not talk then."

Ruan Qingmu stared dumbfounded at this callous and heartless words, suddenly a little annoyed.

Isn't it just to go to work with Fang Li?It's not about going on a tryst, and it's not about doing bad things. What about those ambiguous pictures captured? Does this person really think it's serious?

……

Qin Yuan sat at his desk and opened the test booklet.

The minute hand of the small clock on the table moves silently, pointing to the night.

He threw down his pen irritably and looked at the scribbled test questions in front of him.

The next few big questions were done outrageously, the formulas were used wrong, and the auxiliary lines were drawn in a mess, which is a rare mistake on weekdays.

His eyes fell on the mobile phone on the side, finally gritted his teeth, and reached out to take it.

Whether it's QQ, WeChat, or short messages, they are all blank, looking cold and stubborn.

Qin Yuan stared blankly at the unclaimed 1 yuan red envelope, the anger and jealousy of the whole afternoon finally dissipated, and his rationality slowly returned.

If his own family was poor, if Ruan Qingmu did the same thing to him, would he just accept the money?

No, and he never would.

So what position does he have to rashly transfer such a huge sum of money to Ruan Qingmu? ...

But what should he do?What happened to Ruan Qingmu that she needed to go out to make money like this?

Is there a lot of money missing?Could it be Xiao Zhuang, or something happened to his family?

For a moment, his heart was anxious and chaotic, and boundless regrets welled up.

He reopened the live broadcast room and clicked on the playback function.

Swiping the progress bar casually, in the camera, Ruan Qingmu stood there lazily with a blank expression on his face, when he raised his head by chance, his eyes were sharp and bright, and he turned away quickly.

Qin Yuan stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar youth in ancient costumes in the picture, and for some reason, felt strangely uncomfortable.

There was a faint pain in my heart, as if something sharp was stabbing there, non-stop.

There was no clear reason for the pain, it just came on so suddenly, it started when he watched the live broadcast in the afternoon, and it continued until now, making him restless and gloomy.

Is it because of worry?definitely is.

Moreover, if something happened to him, that guy would bite his mouth tightly and never ask for help, right?

As soon as he thought about it, he felt an inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart, as if he had been hammered hard on his chest by something.

Won't ask for help even after death? ...It's just a little daily thing, why is there such a frightening association?

He suddenly grabbed his phone and dialed it directly.

...It turned off the machine!

Ruan Qingmu sat in the small room, shook the phone angrily, and pressed the power button repeatedly.

What a rotten phone, I bought it in the freshman year of high school, and it’s only been used for more than a year. It’s just a black screen every two days and needs to be restarted.

Now it's useless even to restart, isn't this a delay?

It will be New Year's Eve in a few days, and there is always a thousand yuan in the lucky money, so I have to quickly change to a new mobile phone. It is said that the thousand yuan phone is not bad now, and it will have at least the functions.

Why don't you just be cheeky and ask Mu Wanli to pay in advance?No, there is no reason to advance New Year's money.

then what should we do?What can I do these days, and what should I do tonight?

Suddenly, he was extremely depressed.

In this broken world, everything needs money, so I really wish I could take a knife to the streets and rob a few robbers!

The little mute washed his feet outside, yawned, and obediently entered the door.

As soon as he came in, he was stunned for a moment, seeing Ruan Qingmu's extremely dejected expression, he ran over in a hurry, hugged Ruan Qingmu's thigh, and shook his eyes helplessly.

Ruan Qingmu stared at him blankly, and silently touched the top of his head, feeling suddenly sore.

"Xiao Zhuang, am I wrong?" He said in a low voice, "The big brother you don't like, Chinese New Year's Eve is his birthday. Although he is not here for the New Year, I want to give him a birthday present, waiting for him Come back and surprise him."

The little mute raised his head and stared blankly at him, his big dark eyes were full of blankness.

"I want to make him happy, and I want to see his unexpected expression when he receives the gift. But if you make him unhappy in advance because of this, wouldn't it be stupid and stupid." Ruan Qingmu's eyes were slightly red, Uncomfortable, "He's over there alone, and his family looks like that, he must be very lonely, right? I'm still angry with him."

He stood up suddenly and quickly opened the door.

Mu Wanli was already asleep outside, and the house was pitch dark.He tiptoed out of the house, looked around, and ran to the alley.

In the middle of the night, all the small shops were closed, except for a 24-hour convenience store on the street outside.

He rushed to the door of the store in one breath, and took out ten yuan from his pocket: "Boss, can you lend me your mobile phone to call me? Just a few minutes!"

There was no one in the store, and the boss was taking a nap, startled by his voice.

Looking up and seeing Ruan Qingmu, he also vaguely recognized that this was a child from a nearby family. The boss handed over the phone in a daze: "Okay, okay, no money. Oh, you kid, why do you only wear this? Son?"

The cold wind in the winter night was biting, Ruan Qingmu ran in a hurry when he rushed out, wearing only a thick sweater, his face was pale from the cold, he didn't hear the boss at all, he hurriedly dialed the phone number he knew by heart. number of hearts.

The phone was connected, and without waiting for Qin Yuan to speak, he lowered his voice and said directly: "Qin Yuan, if I need money in the future, I will definitely tell you, if you give it to me, I will take it."

He had a fever on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "But this time, I want to earn money to buy things for you."

Qin Yuan was over there, tossing and falling in a daze, unable to fall asleep, and was instantly awakened by the late night call.His heart was beating wildly, and he was completely bewildered after hearing this series of words.

"What...something?" he asked hoarsely.

Ruan Qingmu embarrassedly signaled the boss to hand over a pack of tissues, wiped the frozen snot, and mustered up her courage: "I want to know, come back sooner, I will give it to you myself!..."