No one knows monsters better than me

Chapter 7 Sister and Brother Pens
It's night, Room 117, Building F, Jiaotong University Dormitory Building.

The high ponytail swayed by the desk lamp, Gu Qing sat upright as always, holding a Baile ELABO eagle nipple pen in his clean little hand, leaving rows of elegant handwriting on the notebook.

A plain white T with cartoon squirrel print, slightly whitish light blue denim shorts, a vivo phone whose protective case is starting to peel off the paint...

In comparison, Gu Qing’s daily configuration may not match the ELABO fountain pen, which costs more than 1500 yuan, but from the perspective of writing skills, this fountain pen with a soft and elastic feel like a brush is also suitable for Gu Qing’s writing skills. People with little attainments.

"Gu Qing, are you still asleep?"

"!"

The dormitory between the two was very quiet, and the roommate's sudden words were not loud, but it also slightly startled Lu Qing.

Gently stroking her chest, she turned around:
"I have a paper recently, and you still talk about me, Wang Li, don't you... eh? You want to go out?"

"hey-hey."

Wang Li smiled mysteriously and continued to wipe the L04 trendy heel in front of the mirror.

Lu Qing doesn't understand lipstick, but he can roughly judge the purpose of Wang Li's going out based on the color.

"We're doing an experiment this week. I haven't seen my boyfriend for several days. I'll surprise him tonight~"

Just as Gu Qing expected, Wang Li was going to meet her boyfriend. After finishing her lipstick, she couldn't wait to put on a small handbag, and then did the final grooming in front of the full-length mirror. While smoothing the powder on her face, she kept talking:
"Xiaoqing, so you have such a good condition, when do you plan to have a boyfriend?"

"In my lifetime."

Every time he faced this kind of question from his roommate, Lu Qing's answer was always cold and unfeeling.

"It's not that easy to find graduate students after finishing their studies. My vision will become higher unconsciously, I will not believe in love, I will become cynical, and then..."

"Okay, you're an old mother again."

Lu Qing felt that he was unable to take notes, so he put down the pen and turned the pages of the book.

Girlfriends at every turn...

I don't know what's so good about boyfriend and girlfriend...

"Of course it's fine~"

The whisper was heard by Wang Li, and she held onto Gu Qing's shoulders to her ear:

"Student Gu Qing, please don't stand and talk without hurting your back, and hinder others from pursuing happiness, okay?"

"Me? No back pain?"

"Your brother."

Wang Li gave her a blank look, and picked up the photo frame placed on Gu Qing's desk:
"What's your name? Qin Ren, right? You have such a handsome younger brother who still loves you so much for your studies and for your postgraduate entrance examination. It's not easy for me to give you such an expensive pen as a birthday present... Well, of course you despise us Ordinary people."

"What nonsense...give it back to me."

Lu Qing frowned slightly, took the photo frame back, put it back again, and took a sneak peek. It seemed that the reflection was covering someone's face, so he adjusted the angle again, and then continued to look down at the book:

"He's my younger brother. It's normal for younger brothers to be nicer to older sisters...you go find a boyfriend, I'm going to study now."

"Okay, my mother is slow to learn, and the servants will leave."

Wang Li pretended to salute, then left humming a ditty, and returned to the quiet dormitory. It was not until 10 minutes later that there was a soft "click".

It was the sound of a picture frame being picked up.

Another 10 minutes later, with a click, the photo frame was put down.

But the scene in the photo in the photo frame floated in Lu Qing's mind for a long time.

……

The girl in the blue and white school uniform with a cold expression has not changed much.

Beside the girl, the grinning and slightly youthful boy, although he has matured a lot, is still tall, handsome, and silently guarding her side.

This is a very good thing.

But when did it start, when I occasionally look at this photo, there will be an illusion that the distance between the two people is gradually widening...

Gu Qing had no answer to this question.

After thinking about it, only one name from the past flashed by.

……

The words on the pages of the book gradually jumped up and down. The phone call with him during the day seemed to be playing back in his ears. bathroom.

slam-la-

After half an hour of the sound of running water, the delicate figure came out wrapped in a bath towel, and her delicate face was stained with water droplets, which was slightly reddened by the heat.

siblings...

She glanced at the moon outside the window, and suddenly felt cold. She put on a blue nightgown neatly, turned off the light, and stepped on the ladder to the bed. After struggling for a few minutes, she still took out her mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

beep--

beep--

After two beeps, Lu Qing suddenly remembered something, looked at the time on the screen, and pressed the hang up button in a little panic.

"..."

The whole dormitory fell silent again, Gu Qing tightened the quilt on his body, closed his eyes, and an unknown amount of time passed, when he opened his eyes again, there was already a bit of clear water in his eyes.

Yeah, almost forgot, my roommate isn't here tonight.

She got up and got out of bed.

From a familiar place, he touched the photo frame on the table and the pen he gave him.

After going to bed again, she gently placed the photo frame beside the pillow.

"Qin Ren..."

It was a soft whisper that only he could hear.

In the eyes staring at the photo frame obsessively, the flowing water in the bottom of the eyes became more and more intense, and the warm teardrops rolled down on the pillow like a thread, Lu Qing murmured his name for the last time, and fell into a deep sleep past…

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On the other side, Longhu Community.

where is this...

can not breath…

"what--"

The nightmare struck Qin Ren at 10:40 in the morning. Qin Ren, who thought he had been crushed by a ghost, sat up in a dying state of illness, sweating profusely.

"It's so heavy... is it really a ghost press?"

Qin Ren lowered his head and saw something hanging around his neck like a koala, and a light blue bruise wrapped around his neck.

"Xiba."

Qin Ren's face turned green. If he was a child or a woman, he might not be able to wake up.

Looking at the instigator sticking to his body again, he twisted a couple of times uncomfortably, and then looked satisfied:
"Hey... I love eating people in my dreams..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that it was old Cao Cao. Qin Ren took Luo Yao off with a lot of effort.

It seems that this unconscious power is another characteristic of Pixiu.

"Unlucky kid, wake me up!"

Luo Yao rolled over, then quickly got up with all fours on the ground, like a gecko, showing a fierce grin, which seemed to be some kind of animal instinct.

"Who is bold? Pain, pain, pain—!"

"Sit down!"

Seeing that it was Qin Ren with a livid face, the little girl pouted and sat obediently on the head of the bed.

"Say, what's going on?"

"The sofa at the door is too hard, I can't sleep..."

Qin Ren felt that this was not a reason:
"No matter how hard the sofa with modern industrial manufacturing techniques is, isn't it better for you to sleep comfortably in Liuyunzong?"

Don't say it, it's not as good.

"In the sect, I am the main body manifestation, with hairy body..."

"..."

Well, to be fair, the fabric sofa is really not very soft, just change her to a soft cushion another day.

After all, although Luo Yao is a hundred-year-old monster, her body is still very young, and her skin is delicate and tight.

But these are for later, Qin Ren raised his head and pointed to the bruise on his neck:

"Who did this?"

Luo Yao blushed and said nothing, she lowered her head and looked at the pillow vigorously.

"Yes... you got in through your own neck."

"you're lying."

"Qin Ren, you are attacking me again."

"..."

Qin Ren felt a little unreal. He really never thought that the legendary Pixiu would have this kind of virtue. He didn't have the slightest momentum. Competing with her was like hitting cotton, weak and boring.

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