Chapter 63: tryst
...In the corridor outside, Qin Yuan stood in the corner and answered 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 is located today, and everything was done."
Qin Yuan said "um": "Have you found the school?"
Secretary Gao smiled and said: "Yes, I sent someone to find a special education school, the tuition fee is 100,000 yuan a year, the quality of education is very good, but it is not the best private special education school Schools, so that recipients don’t feel uneasy.”
Qin Yuan's voice was soft: "You are very thoughtful."
"Yes." Secretary Gao quickly politely said, "I told the neighborhood committee that our charity fund is looking for disabled and poor children who really need help. Whether it’s not available locally, I said of course it can, so it was quickly finalized.”
He continued meticulously: "I was afraid of getting the wrong person, and they said they would investigate it in person, and they left immediately and took me to the blind massage parlor you mentioned. The children are outside. Playing alone in the yard, it looks really pitiful."
Qin Yuan sighed softly: "Yes, no matter what."
Heartbroken."
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, her character is really nothing to say - she manages a massage parlor by herself, employs two blind men, takes a low commission, and It’s even more difficult to pay them all the social security.”
Qin Yuan frowned slightly: "The burden is heavy, isn't it? Uncle Gao, is there any way..."
Secretary Gao was overjoyed, oh my, I thought it right!
"Young master, to tell you the truth, I was thinking about this. If you agree, I will do a little more operation here, and it will be easy to help the store. Charity Fund Will do good deeds, who will not give it to!"
…
All right."
Qin Yuan thanked him, turned off his phone, and walked out with a few boys from Class 1.
Walking straight to the front of the dormitory building, he looked up at the window of 106, it was dark.
For a moment, his eyes darkened.
Opening the door, the bedroom was quiet and deserted, just like when that person just moved out.
He put down his schoolbag silently, and was about to enter the bathroom to shower, but he grabbed his phone and took a look.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
Quickly dialed the phone number, he heard the shutdown tone from the microphone, turned around suddenly, and rushed up the stairs in one breath.
Upstairs, Bai Jing and the others were fighting in the bedroom when the door was suddenly pushed open.
Qin Yuan gasped lightly, looked up at Ruan Qingmu's bed, Fang Li heard the door slam, and sat up blankly on the bed: "Squad Leader Qin?..."
Qin Yuan looked at him: "Is Ruan Qingmu not?"
Bai Jing ran over enthusiastically: "Oh, he's not here, now he lives in Li Zhiyong's dormitory!"
Qin Yuan did not speak, turned around and ran to the next door.
Pushing open the bedroom door over there, she was meeting Li Zhiyong's vigilant gaze. He turned his head coldly to look at the other boy: "Ruan Qingmu hasn't come back?"
The boy quickly replied: "Ah, his bed is here, but he basically doesn't sleep here."
I came here every night to symbolically sleep. After the teacher checked the room, I ran away secretly. I guess they went to Huang Ya’s dormitory, right?
There is no way, and Li Zhiyong is like that, and he can still sleep in the same room, what a hell!
Qin Yuan stood at the door, suddenly turned around and rushed downstairs.
Return to 106, still no one!
Where can I be this night?
He fidgeted in the dormitory for a while, then picked up the phone: "Fu Songhua, help me take a look, Bai Jing and Li Zhiyong are in their dormitory, is Ruan Qingmu back?"
Soon, Fu Songhua's reply arrived: "No, everyone in the two dormitories said that they never came back."
Qin Yuan listened at a loss, finally stood up, ran out of the dormitory, and strode towards the teaching building.
The night wind was a little cold, and the lights in the teaching building were still on except for the lecture hall, and the power was cut off on other floors.
He rushed up the dark stairs and rushed to the door of Class 9.
…In the darkness, in the last row, a shadow sat in front of the window, and the moonlight reflected his silhouette. There is a group of shimmering lights at hand.
Qin Yuan took a deep breath and slowly approached the light.
The man in the dark raised his head, glanced at him, and lowered his head again.
Qin Yuan sat in 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.
Ruan Qingmu's face could not be seen, and her voice could not hear happiness or anger: "Can't you see that I'm struggling with the topic?"
Like being ruthless, he added: "I won't ask anyone again, I will do it myself. I can't do it, I won't **** sleep tonight."
I was about to die of anger, angry and wronged.
I never asked anyone in my last life until I died. In this life, I finally mustered up the courage to ask for it once, and I was slapped. For a time, I just felt that my face and heart hurt everywhere.
Qin Yuan looked at him fixedly, his eyes bright.
"Then I won't sleep with you." He whispered softly, "But don't stay here, it's not good for your eyes, I'll take you to a place with lights."
Not far away, the dormitory building is brightly lit.
Ruan Qingmu was pulled by Qin Yuan, ran to the school's style building, stumbled.
The pulled hand was faintly sweating, and the mind was dizzy. The whole perception seems to be concentrated in the hands of the two people holding each other tightly.
Interlace fingers, palms together.
Even long, long ago, I have never been so close.
…
The school's cultural and sports building is very lively during the day. Those who come to the studio for art classes, those who come to the music classroom for music lessons, and those who go to the equipment storeroom to borrow supplies for physical education classes, have to keep coming and going until the afternoon.
But at night, it is quiet and dark.
Qin Yuan kept pulling Ruan Qingmu to the east of the Wen 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 a little dazed.
Isn't it 106?
He glanced at his hand again and quickly turned his eyes away.
Looking at Qin Yuan's handsome face, he suddenly felt a little angry for no apparent reason.
What - what is this!
Why is this person so calm, why does he catch when he says he catches, and let go when he says he is released? Why does it seem that the Cold War has never happened in the past two days, and why can it be so nonchalant after hanging out for one 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 came on. Qin Yuan turned off a few switches, leaving only a row of lights next to the table, which illuminated the entire activity room silently. Half-light and half-dark.
Ruan Qingmu stood at the door and sneered: "It's very secluded. This kind of place suitable for trysts, don't you come too often?"
Qin Yuan turned his head, looked at his cold face, and suddenly smiled.
"When I first entered high school, the president of the student union in that field was the senior of the third year. He and his girlfriend used to secretly come here to study books, and both of them are academic masters." He said softly, "It's a rendezvous for people to fall in love, and the two of them play together to brush up the papers."
Ruan Qingmu didn't know how to answer, so she had to bite the bullet: "Oh."
"Now he and his senior have both graduated and have been admitted to the university in the same city. It's super powerful." Qin Yuan's eyes were calm, "When he graduates, please invite us from the student union. The schoolmates were having dinner, and quietly told us that the lights are on here, but you can't see it outside."
Ruan Qingmu snorted: "How is it possible? The whole building is pitch-dark, and the thick curtains can't block the light."
Qin Yuan stood by the window and beckoned to him: "Come and see."
Ruan Qingmu glared at him, ignoring him, but hesitantly walked over.
A thick, heavy purple velvet cloth hangs on the ground.
At the same time, the dense shade suddenly jumped into my eyes, blocking the whole window, grand and arbitrary.
Ruan Qingmu's eyes widened and she suddenly woke up.
There are two famous old trees in the third experiment, one is the century-old camphor in the playground, and the other is the big acacia tree downstairs in Wenti.
Acacia tree is also dubbed the lover tree by previous students, and it is also very old. Growing downstairs in Wenti, the tree canopy has long covered a large area nearby. Looking out from here, this activity room is just blocked by a large area of shade.
The sparse starlight outside.
However, if the shade and curtains are added, the light here is indeed difficult to be found.
Qin Yuan turned his head, his handsome eyebrows reflected the moonlight and the fine stars: "Senior also said that he left this treasure of feng shui to us, I hope we can all find someone who wants to Bring him here."
Ruan Qingmu glanced at him quickly, her heartbeat just calmed down a little, and it began to speed up again.
He took a quick breath of the fresh air outside the window and smiled dryly: "Aha? The world of your masters is really wonderful."
Qin Yuan smiled lightly.
He didn't look at Ruan Qingmu, and put his arms on the window lattice, as if talking to himself: "I haven't brought anyone here. You are the first."
No one ever will.
Ruan Qingmu stood side by side with him by the window, in the boundless silence, he suddenly stretched out his arm and jumped forward forcefully.
Qin Yuan was beside him, startled by his sudden action, he subconsciously grabbed him and hugged him horizontally.
Ruan Qingmu stretched out her hand, grabbed a branch outside the window stiffly, turned her head slowly, and looked at her waist.
? ? ?
He just wanted to pluck a leaf, 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.
It took a long time for Ruan Qingmu to tug at it, picking a few leaves of the acacia tree from the swaying branches outside the window, and squinting her eyes: "Do you think I'm going to jump off the building?"
Qin Yuan did not speak, but did not let go of his arm.
When he and Ruan Qingmu lived in the same bedroom, he saw his waist many times.
After taking a bath, wearing a vest and climbing the upper bunk is always easy to reveal a small waist; reading books and playing mobile phones on the upper bunk are also uneasy, and when rolling around, It's easy to crumple the top and reveal a section.
However, I never thought about what it would feel like to hug me like this.
…It turns out that it is.
The waistline of the teenager has a beautiful arc, and it can easily be surrounded by a circle under the arm. Through the school uniform, I couldn't touch my skin, but I could clearly feel the thin and powerful lines.
There is a faint heartbeat nearby.
Ruan Qingmu's jade-like face turned up, as if dyed with clear light under the cold moonlight.
He moved slightly, as if he wanted to break free from the strange clinging, but Qin Yuan did not let go, but his broad palm tightened slightly, clasping his waist so tightly a little bit.
A little bit closer.
Ruan Qingmu's back was against the window, the night wind was cool at night, gently brushing the branches of acacia outside the window, and also brushing the faces of the two teenagers by the window, blowing them brunette.
The bright moon is like a hook, just like the previous life, ruthless and affectionate. The oncoming wind was the same as before, silent.
Ruan Qingmu's peach eyes met Qin Yuan without blinking.
The eyes of the person in front of him at this moment are exactly the same as a night in the previous life.
Only, it was spring.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom, there is wine under the tree, and the sky is full of moon and stars.
At that time, he had just received a letter of war from Qin Yuan, not only did he not care, but he was full of fighting spirit.
I asked the entourage to set up a small table under the tree, and bought the peach blossom brewing of Qingyunju and the fine cakes of Tongqinglou, and pressed the war book with a wine pot, just there, waiting The young warrior who was famous all over the world came from the moon.
He has an excuse.
Fight, fight, fight. He Ruan Qingmu has lived for more than ten years, and what he has done and what he has said has long been passed on beyond recognition.
Besides, will anyone believe his explanation?
People are willing to discriminate.
Of course, the silent and noble Qin Shaoxia seemed willing to listen to his explanation, as long as he wanted to.
But he just didn't want to.
At that time, he was full of arrogance, and he did not commit murder once or twice. He only felt that in this world, there was no one worthy of him to put down his body and explain it.
He still remembered that after three cups of fine wine, he kicked the case over a few times and told this Qin Shaoxia to hurry up with his sword.
At that time, the eyes of this man looked at him, for a moment, as sharp and bright as now. Like burning fire.
Ruan Qingmu suddenly felt that something was different.
The eyes of Qin Yuan in front of him are still so bright, as if there is a flame beating inside, but it is not fighting intent and blood, but faint, as if buried in a deeper cold pool.
Ruan Qingmu's breathing was also a little rough, being so close, being stared at by such familiar and unfamiliar eyes, she was a little flustered, but she was a little unconvinced.
This three-year-old student didn't say anything, and didn't take any further action, why does it seem that his momentum is weaker than his previous life!
Just as he was about to say something random to increase his momentum, Qin Yuan suddenly spoke.
"I didn't see your text." He said softly, "I never wanted to fight with you."