Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

Lying on the bed on the second floor, Qin Yuan closed his eyes. The door was closed, and the faint noise from below could still be heard.

There is Qin Zhufeng's angry roar, Siquan's soft cry, the hoarse cry of a little baby, and Wu's screaming injustice, and Wei Qinglian's gradually sharp voice.

"How do I know when it was broken, maybe it was broken when I put it away last year. ... I keep this kind of thing in the house all the year round, and the servant dare not say it if it is broken, for fear of contamination What's wrong with bad luck?"

Something seemed to slip from the corner of his eye, he didn't wipe it, his eyes were red, and he turned on the phone.

My brother came over early in the morning, saying that he was alone, and we came to have a New Year's Eve dinner together.

Ruan Qingmu was helping his mother in the kitchen when Qin Yuan's call came.

Video call request.

When he saw the picture, he was completely stunned.

Qin Yuan's eyes were extremely red. Looking at Ruan Qingmu on the opposite side, he was silent for a long time before he said softly: "Ruan Ruan, I miss you... I want to go back now."

Some people have lived together for more than ten years, but they are still unfamiliar like passers-by with malicious intent.

Besides, Mu Wanli was chopping the meat stuffing, and she came over curiously with a kitchen knife: "Oh, isn't this handsome boy the monitor?"

This New Year's Eve, why are her eyes red? Could it be that she suffered a great grievance at her stepmother's house?

Ruan Qingmu panicked.

"What's the matter with you?" He hurriedly ran into the room with his mobile phone, and quickly closed the door, "Is it okay to be sick, or is your stepmother doing something? Moth?"

What can that stupid stepmother do to him, and he dare not beat others, even if Qin Yuan's father is confused, he won't help the stepmother to torture his son, right?

Qin Yuan looked at the camera silently, and lowered his eyes after a while, restraining the momentary fragility.

He shook his head: "I'm not sick, I just want to go back."

Ruan Qingmu's heart tightened, this is Qin Yuan, the Qin Yuan who was spoiled by all the teachers, admired by all the boys, and secretly liked by the girls in the school;

It is Qin Yuan who is always proud and strong in the stadium, Qin Yuan who can humiliate Liu Jun and those scumbags to shame, and Qin Yuan who easily knocked off the second place in the whole grade by several points deep!

Why do you feel like an outsider when you arrive at that wealthy home?

Looking at Qin Yuan's reddish eyes, he suddenly stood up and circled around the room: "Then come back! You come to my house for the New Year, and I will ask my mother to cook you something delicious."

After thinking about it, he kicked the corner of the table impatiently: "Forget it, why don't you come back the day after tomorrow?"

It's time for New Year's Eve dinner, so you can't really book tickets now, hungry, and spend New Year's Eve and New Year's Day on the train?

Damn, today is Qin Yuan's birthday! Even if their **** parents didn't let him live, they shouldn't have blocked him on this day? !

Qin Yuan took a breath and whispered to Ruan Qingmu: "Ruan Ruan, I'm fine, don't worry."

Ruan Qingmu stopped abruptly, leaned in front of the phone, looked at him carefully, and said nothing.

"But your eyebrows are wrinkled." He said sadly.

On weekdays, most of him are lazy, more arrogant and less gentle, such a soft appearance is rare, Qin Yuan stared blankly at his handsome face, his heart rose Full of unfamiliar sadness.

"Isn't it ugly, like a little old man?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Ruan Qingmu muttered, "No. The word 'chuan' is wrinkled, and he is so handsome that he has no friends."

I say so, but my heart still hurts. He stretched out his finger and "touched" the screen, as if he wanted to smooth the shallow wrinkles on Qin Yuan's brows.

On the opposite side of Qin Yuan, he could only see his fingers stretched out. In front of the camera, his fingertips were enlarged infinitely. go.

It seems that across the screen, the fingertips are lightly pressed together.

The room was very quiet, the hustle and bustle of the world outside was isolated, and only two teenagers were left facing each other from a distance.

After pouring it down, all the pain and suffering will disappear, and the light will be seen from then on.

Ruan Qingmu stared at him and smiled: "Did you have a New Year's Eve dinner there? Don't be stupid and sulky and hungry."

Qin Yuan thought for a while: "Well. Don't worry. How about you? Don't you need to help your mother? "

Ruan Qingmu laughed: "I'm a disservice, mainly talking and playing with my mother in the kitchen."

"Do you make dumplings? Look at the flour on your hands."

"Well, my mother can roll dumpling skins, I help her "knead" the noodles, and Sister Yun is outside making dumplings with Xiao Zhuan."

Qin Yuan asked, "How can she do this?"

"Blind people learn quickly with repetitive work." Ruan Qingmu explained, "After a few hands-on teaching, she can remember, Xiaozhu is smarter, and she will learn it after a few lessons."

He suddenly remembered, and said to Qin Yuan: "By the way, Xiaozhuang's final exam results are very good. He scored 100 points in several courses, only the language was wrong, and he got 98. The teacher said that he learned sign language very fast, and he can communicate with all the students."

, the teacher spent a lot of effort to correct mistakes from scratch.

Fortunately, the child is still young and changes quickly.

Qin Yuan suddenly moved in his heart: "Ruan Ruan, last time you brought Xiao Zhuang to see me, why did you ask me if I knew him?"

Ruan Qingmu was startled: "Ah? Haha, I somehow think you have a relationship with him."

Qin Yuan looked at him, seemed a little dazed, and said in a low voice for a while, "Yeah, he felt strange at first, but I don't know why, after only getting along for a while, it felt like it was real Kind of familiar."

Ruan Qingmu's heart skipped a beat, she was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Stupid you? Stop talking!"

Looking at Qin Yuan's somewhat "fascinated" eyes, his heart seemed to be suddenly pricked by a needle.

At first, I thought it was boring for him to remember nothing, and I hoped that he could remember the past, but now, I don't want him to remember anything at all.

I don't want him to remember what happened in his previous life, let alone the feeling when he dug up his wreckage.

It's so good, everything is calm and peaceful, acquaintances are casual, and then we walk together slowly.

You can also go to college together, and you can work in a city after graduation.

Yuan came out.

Ah... Be a best man. If Qin Yuan gets married, he will be slapped. The stock will never be seen again. Since his previous life could come to an abrupt end, in this life he can also be completely cut off.

"Ruan Ruan? What are you thinking?"

The call of Qin Yuan came from the mobile phone, Ruan Qingmu finally woke up from the sudden divergence, and secretly called "Fuck" in her heart.

He stared at Qin Yuan in his mobile phone, and suddenly called out fiercely: "Hey, tell you something!"

Qin Yuan: "Huh?"

"If you get married in the future, I won't be your best man! Say it first, don't notify me when you get married, I'm the most annoying kind of occasion, understand?"

The opposite Qin Yuan was stunned, the phoenix eyes flashed with light, but the bloodshot was deeper, staring closely at Ruan Qingmu.

For a long time, he said word by word, his voice calm but firm: "First, I'm not getting married. Second, if I get married, I will definitely notify you."

Ruan Qingmu's heart jumped inexplicably, she gritted her teeth, and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

Mu Wanli's beaming voice called from outside: "Twilight, come out for dinner soon, after eating, let's chat with your classmates."

Ruan Qingmu hurriedly agreed, and Qin Yuan smiled at the opposite: "Go."

Ruan Qingmu waved at him reluctantly: "Then you wait for me, I'm done eating, and I will keep the year with you."

...Qin Yuan leaned against the bed and sat quietly for a while. Outside the door, Qin Zhufeng's voice sounded in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan, can I come in?"

Qin Yuan came over, opened the door for his father, and stood calmly: "Dad, I will go down for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Qin Zhufeng's face was a little ugly, he entered the door silently, sat down and sighed.

"Obuchi, Dad wants to talk to you, don't drive me away."

Qin Yuan's eyes fell on the few strands of white hair on his temples, and he nodded calmly: "Of course." Qin Zhufeng was stunned for a while, and then said with difficulty: "I don't know what happened today. Did your Auntie Wei mean it? I've already had a fight with her. She has no higher education, so don't have the same knowledge as her." Seeing Qin Yuan's indifferent silence, he smiled embarrassingly: "Your mother died. After that, I haven't found anyone to marry for many years, you know that."

Qin Yuan whispered: "Well. At that time, you were busy with business, but no matter how busy you were, you would always go home before ten o'clock, for fear that I would be afraid of the dark at home."

Qin Zhufeng's eyes were a little red: "You are always alone at home, and there is no woman at home to take care of it, it is always not the way."

He was stunned for a while: "When I was looking for a 'sexual' remarriage, I was afraid that I would find someone who was powerful and thoughtful, and it would be unfavorable to you in the future, so I deliberately found her like this She doesn't have much knowledge, and what's more, she has repeatedly said that she is willing to take good care of her ex-wife's children for the rest of her life, and she will not give birth to herself."

Qin Yuan shook his head: "That's not necessary, and it's not fair to her. Besides, the sisters are very cute, and the father has the right to have any more children."

Qin Zhufeng smiled embarrassedly, Qin Yuan's words were reasonable, and they really spoke his mind.

This son is so good and proud, of course, he and his ex-wife's heart, he used to be so soft and cute when he was a child. But with the early death of his mother, the child seemed to have transformed from a soft and cute glutinous rice dumpling into a hard little rock overnight.

Don't talk, don't play, every day is a rigid reading, and he is silent and cautious about his father.

The house is too deserted, it is suffocating.

As he grows older, he will also want to have a woman at home who understands tenderness and can keep lights for him, and also looks forward to having another cute and charming little daughter, soothing him from time to time Heart awakened from a nightmare.

"Xiaoyuan, don't worry. Don't say that your aunt Wei gave birth to a daughter. Even if you give birth to a son, all the family business and money I have earned in my life are yours." Qin Zhufeng Ruthless, he decided to open his heart for the first time, "I promised your mother that no matter what, I would make her feel at ease under Jiuquan."

Qin Yuan listened quietly, like a silent statue.

After a long time, he whispered: "Dad, if the sisters are in good spirits, how would you be fair to them?"

"I want to explain to your mother!" Qin Zhufeng clenched his fists painfully, "This family business was built by her and me together, I have to give it all to her son , no one else will give it.”

Qin Yuan raised his head suddenly and looked at his father in a daze: "Dad, I've always wanted to ask you a question. If I were a girl, would you still choose me then?"

Qin Zhufeng looked at him in amazement, suddenly stood up, and was extremely shocked: "You, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you think that I chose to give up because I prefer sons over daughters and want to keep my son? your mom?"

"Isn't it?" Qin Yuan gritted his teeth, and the words that had been hidden in his heart for many years finally spit out, with excitement, "Because the son is Jingui, the mother should die, because the wife can Marry again, so give up and give up..."

Extreme anger suddenly appeared in Qin Zhufeng's eyes, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped him heavily: "Shut up!..."

The slap was crisp, like a thunderbolt in a quiet room. Qin Yuan was motionless, neither dodging nor furious, but looked at Qin Zhufeng coldly: "You haven't hit me for so many years, why are you so angry now?"

"Because you are a bastard! Qin Zhufeng was trembling with anger, "You have been reading books for so many years in vain, but you don't even understand the most basic principles! If you said these words when you were seven or eight years old, I could not be true, but you are seventeen or eighteen now! …”

Qin Yuan lowered his eyes, Bingxue's cold and arrogant face was expressionless, and the room was suffocatingly quiet.

Qin Zhufeng looked at the blushing half of his face, and suddenly sat down in pain, his voice trembling: "I never thought that you would think like this... I can only tell you, that is Your mother's choice is not mine. But if I were there, I would definitely call my child back."

He rubbed and rubbed his face with great pain: "When you become a parent in the future, you will understand... Parents in the world, at that time, will be willing to die by themselves."

Suddenly, there were several timid knocks at the door. Wei Qinglian stood there, carefully looking at the father and son who were arguing: "Let's all come down to eat, what's the matter? After tonight, it will be over. It's New Year's Eve."

Qin Yuan turned around and went downstairs, and sat silently at the dining table. After a while, Qin Zhufeng and Wei Qinglian also came down.

The whole family is eating the New Year's Eve dinner at the luxurious and sumptuous table, no one has an appetite, and no one feels any taste.

After dinner, the 100-inch LCD in the living room began to play the Spring Festival Gala. Qin Yuan sat on the edge of the sofa, watching TV silently for a while, and suddenly asked Wei Qinglian: "Aunt Wei, this set Is the house in your name?"

This question was abrupt and unreasonable. Wei Qinglian looked at Qin Zhufeng awkwardly, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, that's all I have in my name..."

Qin Yuan nodded, his face calmly like a frozen winter lake: "I'm sorry, I thought about it. In the house under your name, I asked to place the tablet of my ex-wife, In any case, it's uncomfortable. From now on, never again."

Wei Qinglian's secret was directly exposed by him, a little comfortable, but also a little panic: "No, Xiaoyuan, don't worry too much, it's just an accident..."

Qin Yuan stood up and nodded politely to her: "It's okay, I understand your displeasure." Xiao Siquan looked at him in horror, stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve: " Brother...what's the matter with you? Don't be angry, okay?"

Qin Yuan bent down, patted her shoulder lightly, and said gently, "My brother won't come here in the future. If you want my brother, just call me, okay?"

Never looking at the two adults on the sofa, he turned and went upstairs, quickly packed his luggage, put on a warm jacket, and went downstairs.

"Dad, I'm sorry for what I said just now." He stood at the entrance, his voice calm, "I'm not angry, I just want to go back to the old house to have a look and burn one for my mother. It's just incense sticks."

Qin Zhufeng stood up abruptly, his lips trembling a little: "You come back to me, I, I shouldn't have hit you just now..."

Qin Yuan smiled and opened the door without hesitation.

His tall figure stood at the door, and shook his head at Qin Zhufeng, who was chasing after him: "I have classmates who can flee, you don't have to worry."

When he said this, his eyes were bright, and his face not only did not have the frustration and anger of running away from home. There is a bit of bright relief and anticipation.

He and that classmate met in midsummer and were worried about in the cold winter, but now, he just wants to walk through the wind and snow to the city where he is.

Can't wait for this evening, let alone the spring flowers.