Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

The sun in August is hot, shining on the streets at four or five in the afternoon, the asphalt road is black as if it is about to emit blue smoke.

Today is the first day of returning to school in the second year of high school. The students stayed up all day, handed in the class selection form, and completed a whole set of practice exam papers before school was over.

Residential students stay on campus directly, and the remaining sparse day students will go home.

Ruan Qingmu was leaning on crutches, standing on the side of the road, almost fainted from being roasted.

A string of bells rang behind him, and a half-worn bicycle stopped beside him.

A boy wearing a white sun hat looked at him cautiously: "How did you get home?"

Ruan Qingmu turned her head, it turned out to be the boy sitting in front of him, named Fang Li.

Although the little boy wears big black-rimmed glasses, he can still see that his eyelashes are very long, and his lips are shaped like water chestnuts, which are a bit indistinguishable between males and females.

In the memory of the original owner, he and this boy were both bullied by Liu Jun and the others. If Ruan Qingmu was said to be gloomy and introverted, then this Fang Li was even weaker and timid.

Ruan Qingmu was also a little helpless: "It's too hot to call a car."

Relying on the original memory, he can also use the taxi software, but the high temperature of 36 to 7 degrees, the taxis on the road are full, the speed is very fast when passing by, and the taxi software is too late No driver took the order.

Fang Li bit his lip: "Then...then I'll accompany you, wait for you to get in the car before leaving."

Ruan Qingmu was a little surprised: "Don't say no, thank you. The two of you call together, the chance won't be bigger, why do you have one more person to be grilled dried fish."

Fang Li hesitated for a while, so he got on his legs and rode away.

Across the road, a low-key black Audi parked on the side of the road, Qin Yuan opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

The air conditioner in the car was fully on, the driver Uncle Yan was waiting early, and when he saw him coming up, he stepped on the accelerator.

"School is over, isn't it hot outside?" Uncle Yan held the steering wheel and started steadily, chatting casually.

Qin Yuan sat in the back and replied softly, "Well, it's okay."

Uncle Yan looked at him in the rearview mirror, and suddenly said "Huh": "What's wrong with your school uniform?"

Qin Yuan suffocated and frowned, not knowing how to answer.

He was depressed when the car drove past the school gate, his eyes swept out casually, and he suddenly sat up straight.

Although the blazing sun has been faintly westward, it is still unbearably hot. On the side of the dark asphalt road, a boy with a dazzling white complexion stands alone, with a cane under his arm.

A taxi with an empty car sign approached, and he quickly raised his crutches and waved vigorously.

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Audi drove past the school gate, Qin Yuan watched Ruan Qingmu's face flash past the window.

Looking back and looking through the rear window, the young man raised his hand, as if he was pointing his **** at a taxi that was going away, and wiped his sweat helplessly.

Uncle Yan looked at the rearview mirror and noticed that Qin Yuan had been turning his head to look back, and asked tentatively, "Any classmates?"

Audi quickly turned a corner, and the figure standing under the scorching sun disappeared.

Qin Yuan gave a "hmm", finally turned around and sat up straight.

There is a small heat preservation bucket on the back seat of the car, open it, and there is iced mineral water in it. He casually touched a can, took a sip absentmindedly, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Uncle Yan, you were in our house when you were young, right?"

Uncle Yan smiled: "Yeah, I've been here for your full moon wine. At that time, I hadn't transferred to another place."

"Then... have you seen this red mark on my body when you were a child?"

Uncle Yan was stunned for a moment: "I've been following you since I was three years old. I've seen you bare ass, not to mention this birthmark?"

"Is it born?" Qin Yuan's voice was a little strange.

"Sure, what's wrong?"

Qin Yuan was silent for a while.

"Uncle Yan, you have been a field soldier and have a lot of knowledge. Look at my birthmark, does it look like—" he asked with difficulty, "like a snake bite scar?"

It happened to be a red light, Uncle Yan stopped the car and turned to look at him.

Qin Yuan pulled his chest down a little, and the bright red triangle was exposed, Uncle Yan took a closer look and smiled: "Don't say it, it really looks like a poisonous snake's teeth marks. What's left, but if it's really bitten by a snake, it won't be so smooth, and it won't be this color."

Qin Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

He also knew that it was a birthmark, smooth and clean, without the slightest scar or the bumps left by the injury, it could only be brought from the womb.

When I was young, I was always on my body.

"What's the matter, why do I ask this?" Uncle Yan was a little curious.

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The green light came on, Uncle Yan started the car: "Have a nightmare?"

"Then something slippery suddenly jumped out in the dark and bit me." Qin Yuan whispered, and involuntarily touched the bright red spot on his chest, "It's right here. ."

Uncle Yan laughed: "You children, you have watched too many martial arts TV dramas, so you have this kind of dream, what kind of poisonous snake or hidden weapon. Then what?"

Qin Yuan whispered, "Then the wound became numb and itchy, and I passed out."

"And then?"

Qin Yuan answered the question: "Uncle Yan, will you have the same dream again and again?"

Uncle Yan nodded: "Occasionally, but the details will not be exactly the same. It's normal, it's just like this, you are going to take the college entrance examination."

Qin Yuan was silent.

This dream is completely unfamiliar, and it only started to recur during this summer vacation.

He didn't take it seriously at first, and thought it was due to academic pressure or childhood trauma, until today he heard the words that made his scalp tingle.

The voice was soft and clear, with a nice boyish tone, and asked firmly in his ear: "Is it bitten by a poisonous snake? Where?"

And in that dream, the exact same voice was surprised: "Tsk tsk, Qin Shaoxia is too careless, I don't know that there are many poisonous insects in this place, should you be extra careful? I also have things on my body. All fell, and there is no antidote to save you."

I can't see anything in the dream, only vaguely feel that the wound on my chest is getting numb and my eyes are getting blurry. The nose is the rotten smell of fallen leaves, and the fresh air of the green grass in the mountains.

For a long time, the young man said again: "Although we are mortal enemies, but I am kind-hearted, I can't see you suffering so much from poisoning. Otherwise—"

He approached faintly, with a frivolous tone: "I'll just kill you."

…

"Uncle Yan, can you turn around and go back to the school gate?" Qin Yuan suddenly said.

Uncle Yan was startled: "Oh, okay. Is there anything?"

Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "There is a classmate... It seems that I can't get a taxi."

Uncle Yan responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, we'll take your classmates for a ride, it should be!"

He was really happy. Watching Qin Yuan grow up since he was a child, he knows better than anyone that this child does not like to make friends with others. He has never seen him take any classmates on his own initiative in this shuttle bus.

But in this world, how can there be children who really don't like their peers?

The black Audi quickly turned around at the next intersection and drove towards the gate of No. 3 Middle School.

"It should be a taxi." Uncle Yan said regretfully, and soon became happy again, "Next time, remember to ask your friend to take the car next time, we will send him, by the way, Where does he live?"

Qin Yuan leaned on the back seat and answered lightly after a while, "No, I don't know him."

It's just that it's inconvenient to see his legs.

The August wind blows on my face, and it feels hot.

Ruan Qingmu sat in the back seat of Fang Li's car, holding two crutches in one hand, and with the other hand, she was struggling to wrap her arms around the boy's pitifully thin waist.

"Hey, thanks!" he called in a higher voice.

If Fang Li hadn't turned around to pick him up, I don't know how long he would have stood at the school gate.

Actually, a minute before Fang Li arrived, he had already made up his mind. If he couldn't wait for a taxi, he would turn around and go back to the classroom to wait until the sun went down and come out to try again.

Even if he doesn't like to sweat, he will sweat a layer of clothes during this time, and he will be roasted and dried like a small fish!

Fang Li pedaled hard and whispered, "You're welcome, I'm riding along the road, and I haven't seen any free cars, so I think you probably won't be able to ride."

Fortunately, he was not riding a mountain bike without a rear seat, but an outdated women's 26 bike that could carry people.

Ruan Qingmu tilted her head and poked Fang Li: "Did the crutch hit you just now, is there something wrong?"

Fang Li shook his head in panic: "No no."

Ruan Qingmu said lazily: "In the future, Liu Jun and the others will cause trouble again, tell me, I will cover you."

Fang Li stepped on the wheel without saying a word: "…"

How to answer this?

Didn't they get bullied together by Liu Jun and the others before? They sent them to buy food and drinks, forced them to be caddies picking up badminton in gym class, and called them two mothers in front of the whole class gun.

How come the summer is over and suddenly the sun is shining?

Ruan Qingmu's house is not far from No. 3 Middle School. Fang Li followed his instructions and rode for about half an hour, and finally turned into an alley in the old city far away.

In recent years, several new urban areas have been built in this city, all of which are tall buildings, spacious roads, and green belts that are clean and lush.

However bright the new city is, the old city to the east is dilapidated.

The roads are narrow and messy, the old pipelines are intricate, the residents' income is low, and the demolition is difficult.

He rode the bike carefully, bypassing the pothole on the ground, parked the bike at the door of a storefront along the street, and raised his head hesitantly.

The Beauty Blind Massage.

"Main body massage, massage, scraping, cupping, foot bath, oil push back"…

Ruan Qingmu moved down from the back seat of his car and pouted at the door of the massage shop.

"My house, here it is."

Fang Li quickly retracted his hesitant gaze and said "oh".

"Come in and sit down and have a drink?" Ruan Qingmu walked to the door with a cane and asked back.

nice.

As soon as she saw Ruan Qingmu at the door, she hurriedly asked, "I'm back? I'll be waiting for your meal! It's hot on the road, will the taxi go smoothly?"

When she saw Fang Li, she was surprised: "Oh, is this Mumu's classmate? Come, come in and sit."

Ruan Qingmu replied, "I can't get a car in the heat, so my classmate took me back. My classmate in the front seat, Fang Li."

Then he turned his head to Fang Li and introduced: "This is my mother."

The middle-aged woman showed gratitude on her face, and came to pull Fang Li diligently: "Then thank you so much, classmate Fang, on such a hot day, is it not exhausting to bring people? Come in and have a meal Let's have lunch!"

Fang Li's face was flushed, and he pushed up the big black-rimmed glasses in embarrassment: "No, my family is waiting for me to go back for dinner, thank you auntie."

He waved at Ruan Qingmu, got on the car, and ran away as if flying.

Ruan Qingmu shouted at his back with a fiery voice, "Next time come play! Auntie will give you a full body massage to keep you refreshed and comfortable!"

Fang Li fled in the distance, kicking faster.

The author has something to say: Qin Yuan: Sitting on someone's bicycle and laughing? Hehe, I will tell you to cry on my BMW in the future!

Shocked, is there a generation gap? ?

This is a famous line of a female guest in the blind date show "Sing and Don't Disturb".

I would rather cry in a big BMW,

I don't want to sit on the back seat of the bicycle and drink the northwest wind romantically with my poor boyfriend, which has triggered extensive discussions in the society on the concept of money-worshiping marriage and love!

Of course we don't mean that here hahahaha)