Qing Yu Ruoyou

At this time, the door was opened again.

Ye Xing and He Qingyu looked at the sound at the same time.

Standing at the door was a young man who looked extremely thin, and what seemed to be a small school uniform looked loose on him.His skin was very pale, a sickly paleness.And at a glance, his equally pale hands were bony and bony.

Behind him, there is a teenager who seems to be a little older than him, but he is not wearing a school uniform, so he does not seem to be a student.But he was carrying a schoolbag—then his identity was clear—he was the entourage brought by the boy.

It seems that the boy is a nobleman.

But unlike the nobles he has encountered so far, the young man just glanced at them when he came in, nodded slightly, and then randomly chose one of the remaining two-shoulder bedrooms and walked in. Before going in, he still coughed. several times.He doesn't seem to be in good health.And his entourage took out the sign and hung it at the door, and then walked in.

He Qingyu withdrew his gaze and also entered the room.

When the door was about to close, he heard Ye Xing sigh outside: "It seems like a lonely boy!"

I don't know if I'm talking about He Qingyu or the boy.Or maybe both.

He Qingyu closed the door.

He slept a little late last night, so he took advantage of this time to catch up on sleep.When he woke up, he saw that it was time for lunch, and someone knocked lightly on the door: "He... Qingyu, are you going to the cafeteria for dinner?"

Although it is true that there is a kitchen in the dormitory, it does not mean that it is necessary to use it - there are many but not many noble young masters and young ladies who can cook, and not everyone has an entourage who can cook - yes In contrast, it is better to let the followers go to the cafeteria to get food to eat.Most of the people who know how to cook are commoners, but the commoners who haven't eaten much food are naturally not very good. In contrast, they are more willing to go to the cafeteria to eat food.

So in this way, the kitchen is almost a decoration.

But I have to pretend - because there will always be someone who needs to use the kitchen - it's just a matter of sooner or later.

"Go." He Qingyu replied, sat up, put on his clothes and went to open the door.Ye Xing smiled at him at the door: "Then let's go?"

"Well, let's go."

As the voice fell, another bedroom door was opened—it was the door of the thin boy's room, and it was not he who walked out, but his entourage.

Probably let his entourage help him go to the cafeteria to pack meals.

Opening the door, Ye Xing, who was about to go out, paused. He Qingyu took a step slower than him, and when he looked at it a second later, he also paused.

Standing in front of him was a boy who was a head shorter than him.

In the boy's shiny black pupils, there is a sudden but beautiful dark green shining, so clear, so dazzling, and so eye-catching.

A pair of very familiar eyes.

It's Ruoyou.

Ruoyou stood at the door, looking up at him, her pure pupils seemed to reflect the whitest everything in the world, bright, clear and transparent, and a bit of pure dark green dotted everything, like the most beautiful glass.The delicate face is still immature, and the baby-like whiteness is set off under the short black hair, which is extremely delicate and lovely.In his hair, a pair of cat ears invisible to ordinary people move and fluffy.

In his arms, the black and white striped cat was nestled in his arms. He raised his eyes and glanced at He Qingyu, paused at Ye Xing, then retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, and rubbed against Ruoyou. .

"Qing Yu."

"Ruoyou? Why are you here?" He Qingyu made way for him to come in, reached out and touched his head lightly, feeling a slight tremor under his palm, he withdrew his hand again: "Why don't you stay at home."

"It's not fun at home." Ruoyou walked in with the cat in her arms, sat down on the sofa, her short legs dangling in the air.He looked up at He Qingyu: "Qingyu, I want to live here."

"Huh?" Before He Qingyu could speak, Ye Xing asked next to him: "Qingyu, is he...?"

As if he had just noticed Ye Xing, Ruoyou turned his eyes around him, and after a quick and careful look, his eyes flickered a few times in a complicated way, then turned his head and asked He Qingyu with suspicious eyes.

"My brother, Ruoyou." He Qingyu answered Ye Xing's words, and then said to Ruoyou: "He is my roommate, Ye Xing."

Roommate?Ruoyou doesn't quite understand what this word means, but somehow she doesn't like it.

"Oh." He responded. "

"Then Qingyu, do you want to take your younger brother to the cafeteria?" Ye Xing's eyes fell on Ruoyou with interest: "But I don't agree with this approach, because he looks too cute—now noble ladies No matter how elegant a lady is, you can't deny their beauty-loving nature, especially children. Speaking of which——is Ruoyou a mixed race?"