Chapter 8:

When the lamp was turned on, Fu Yunshen propped up his upper body to look at her with clear eyes and no sleep.
Shi Mu hugged his feet, grinning in pain, his face twisted.
This situation and this scene not only did not make Fu Yun feel deeply sympathetic, but also made him laugh, his tone quite triumphant after success: "I said not to sleep here."
"..." Shimu was speechless, how did she know not to sleep here? Seeing the collapsed bed and the red toes, Shi Mu had a clue.
She raised her head and looked at Fu Yunshen eagerly: "Can I make do with you today?"
The right time and place is a good time to hug and fall asleep with the boss.
His black eyes were deep, and for a moment, his thin lips let out a faint word: "No."
Not surprising, it would be strange if she let her fall asleep.
"Get up." Fu Yunshen got out of bed barefoot and looked at her condescendingly.
Shi Mu's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be suffering: "My feet hurt and I can't get up. You can help me."
Talking, stretched out his hand at him.
"Then you lie down."
"..."
Ruthless, ruthless, domineering, well, it's a big boss who will be black in the future.
It was cold on the floor, and she wouldn't be so stupid until she lay down. After looking at him, she stood up from the ground tremblingly, and finally sat on the small stool next to her. Fu Yunshen didn't look at her. He bent over and took out a black bag from under the bed. Shi Mu looked intently and found that the bag was taken by Fu Yunshen from outside during the day.
Fu Yunshen opened the zipper, and when she saw what was inside, her face turned green.
Tools, all kinds of tools, nails, screwdrivers, awls, everything. In other words, Fu Yunshen was prepared and realized the result early.
He took out the hammer and the screws and beat them against the foot of the broken bed for a while, and the broken bed returned to normal.
"Okay." Fu Yunshen stretched out his hand and shook it twice. After making sure that he wouldn't collapse again, he lowered his head and put away his tools and smiled at her, "Now you don't need to sleep with me."
Shi Mu's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he smiled dryly: "Fu Yunshen, you are really good, you can fix the bed."
"It's you who touched my before."
In the dead of night, his voice was extremely clear.
Shimu's back froze suddenly.
The young man in front of him had his eyes drooping slightly and his expression was faint and calm. The quieter he was, the more natural he was, and the more he was flustered.
Seeing Shimu didn't speak, Fu Yunshen raised the corner of his mouth, with a playful tone: "What are you nervous? I am nervous if you are nervous."
"That day, actually..."
"You don't need to explain." Fu Yunshen interrupted her, "I don't care about other people's private lives, but I have to remind you that I don't like being disturbed by others, understand?"
Shimu nodded.
He went to bed and turned off the lights again.
The bedroom returned to quietness, Shi Mu looked at the ceiling, not drowsy. She turned over and looked carefully at Fu Yunshen who was on the bed next door. On the side of his bed, the female ghost was still standing, standing like a statue, silent.
Knowing all of Fu Yunshen’s experience, Shimu naturally understands that this grievance is the stepmother who abused him since she was a child. After she died, she didn’t want to go to Huangquan, but wanted to pester her stepson. Whenever she slashed at Fu Yunshen, she would let Fu Yunshen. Feeling pain. Although she died, she still hurt the boy with her reluctance. Every night, every moment, he felt pain and despair.
Shi Mu closed his eyes, and even if he became a roommate with Fu Yunshen, Fu Yunshen still did not trust her. He had suffered too much and his soul was already broken. It would be too difficult for him to believe in a person easily, but if... Help him solve the problems that have been entwining him?
Thinking about it, Shimu fell asleep unconsciously.
When she was asleep, Fu Yunshen opened his eyes, he got up, his eyes calmly looked at the dead stepmother before the bed.
The moonlight was covered by dark clouds, her grin was gloomy, her upper and lower lips moved lightly: "Sah...sah..."
The stepmother slowly raised her hand, and pointed her sharp fingertips at Shigu on the next bed.
Fu Yun squinted his eyes deeply, lay down again, and closed his eyes.
At six in the morning, the students had already got up to wash.
Shi Mu slept too late and woke up at 6:30. The bed beside her was clean and tidy. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. The bedroom was empty and Fu Yunshen was gone. Shi Mu didn't dare to delay, so she hurriedly got up and entered. bathroom. Washing his face, brushing his teeth, tidying up his school uniform and shirt, looking at his refreshing and clean self in the mirror, Shimu picked up his schoolbag and turned to leave the bedroom.
When he came out of 515, Shimu could clearly feel the sights falling from all over, shocked and inquiring, and more evasive.
Then she heard the whispers of these people.
"This seems to be a freshman who just moved to 515."
"I'm so courageous, doesn't he know what Fu Yunshen did?"
"Who knows..."
As he said, the students looked at her again.
Shi Mu did not squint, and went straight into the elevator. Several boys followed.
They quietly looked at Shimu, and for a moment, one of them pulled Shimu's clothing corner: "Classmate, are you a new transfer student?"
"Ok."
"Then you are really unlucky, why did you become roommates with Fu Yunshen."
Shi Mu's eyes were slanted, and after pulling up the backpack, he didn't speak.
He explained to himself for Shimu: "Fu Yunshen killed the fuck, this matter is going up in Lingcheng, don't you know it?"
"In addition to killing people, Fu Yunshen is also very wicked. In the military training last year, a student and him were assigned to the same dormitory, and he went crazy all night. I advise you to change the dormitory as soon as possible. If something happens, you will not have time to cry. cry."
Ding.
The elevator has arrived.
A group of people talked and laughed and walked out.
Shimu raised his eyebrows and strutting out of the dormitory.
The weather is very good, the sky is blue and cloudless, the peach trees planted at the door are all in bloom, the flowers are scented, and the picture is very beautiful.
The sibling value has no longer increased, indicating that Fu Yunshen was one meter away. She was anxiously looking for Fu Yunshen. She saw a woman wearing a white and blue school uniform and short skirt stumbled towards her, and then slammed her foot, exaggerated and deliberate 'S crashed into Shi Mu's arms.
She raised her head, her eyes gleaming: "Oh, what a coincidence, we met again."
"..."
Shi Mu wondered if it was a coincidence.
It's not a coincidence that Belling has been waiting at the door of the boys' dormitory for 2 hours from getting up at 5:30 in the morning to now at 7 o'clock. For nothing else, she wanted to see Shigu again.
"I, I, I, I, I, I forgot to ask you yesterday, which class are you from?" Belling flashed his big eyes, looking forward and cautiously.
"High 25th class."
"My freshman year, my name is Belling."
Shi Mu frowned: "You said it yesterday."
Is this kid a little stupid?
Belling raised his head and looked excited: "Senior, do you remember me?"
"...My memory is not that short." She sighed and looked at the watch time. "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."
"Wait." Belling hurriedly stood in front of Shimu, "What is your name?"
"Twilight."
After leaving her name, she bypassed her and left in a hurry.
Belling held his face in both hands, staring at her back in awe.
Solid wood...
When she gets home, she will change the ID of QQ Hyunwu to furniture, hehe, solid wood matches the furniture better.
[Host, you have to stay away from the heroine. ]
Shi Mu, who had just entered the teaching building, had a question mark on his face: [What? ]
The system is serious: [Your task is to correct Fu Yunshen's three views and let him experience the truth, goodness and beauty of the world. This does not include sultry sisters, and let the heroine like you. ]
Shi Mu became more confused as he listened: [I have met the bulinbulin for less than five minutes, how can we develop feelings? Besides, my sexual orientation is normal, so don't talk nonsense. ]
The system sighed. The host has a normal sexual orientation now, but it will be hard to say in the future. Thinking of his colleague, there used to be a host. The task was the twelfth house of beautiful men. From the task title, it can be seen that the content is very simple and rude. What I never expected is that there is no twelfth house of beautiful men. She was made a beautiful twelve house. , A world of female respect, abruptly turned into blossoming lilies, worrying.
Shimu was too lazy to pay attention to the system. After he went to the office to collect his textbooks, he followed the head teacher to the 25th grade of high school.
There are a total of 35 students in the 25th grade. Most of them are rich second generations who do not obey the discipline. The family members let them here is purely mixed with a diploma. They will send them to study abroad when they graduate from high school. The teacher also knows this truth, so yes What they do is to close one eye, and as long as they don't cause too much trouble, they won't care even if they are noisy.
The head teacher of Class 15 is a gentle southern girl who speaks softly and rarely blushes. It was because she was good to bully, so the teaching department assigned this teacher who had just taken office to Class 15. It was also because of her good personality that the little gangsters in Class 15 didn't embarrass her.
From a distance, Shimu heard the noise coming from the class.
Teacher Liu was embarrassed to look at her and said softly: "They are all a little bit troublesome, don't be afraid."
The students in Class 15 are all tall and big, like wolves. Looking at Shimu again, she was thin and petite, with white skin, melon-seeded face, and peachy eyes, and she looked obedient and obedient.
"I'm not afraid."
Teacher Liu laughed and opened the door of the classroom first. After she stepped onto the podium, the noisy class instantly quieted down.
Teacher Liu waved to Shi Mu who was standing at the door: "Come in."
When I returned to 17, I felt a little nervous at this moment.
Holding her schoolbag, she slowly walked onto the podium.
Nikko is thin and gentle, Shimu in school uniform is clean and slender. She stands straight, with short black hair underneath a rather delicate face, with thick eyebrows and high nose, and a quiet temperament, like a noble boy walking out of a comic. An expensive atmosphere.
There were more boys than girls in Class 15, and the ten female classmates, who were among the few, stared blankly, all blushing and staring at her with stars.
The male classmate didn't feel much, but felt that this new lady was white and tender, and she was very embarrassed.
"Hello classmates, this is Shimu who just transferred from Chengcheng, Shimu, let's introduce yourself to everyone." Teacher Liu took two steps back and left her space.
Seeing the students sitting in the audience, Shimu picked up a chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, then looked back and said loudly: "Hello everyone, I am Shimu. I just transferred from Chengcheng. I hope I can get along well with everyone."
After speaking, Shi Mu's eyes stayed on Fu Yunshen in the corner.
The author has something to say: In one sentence to express Shigu's current situation, it is: for a while, men's clothing is cool for a while, men's clothing has been cool for a while, and the identity reveals the crematorium. ←←