Lost [Transmigration Book]

That night, Qiao Nanqi had many dreams.

He first dreamed of the memories with Qiao Anqing that he often saw in his dreams over the years, and then remembered the time when Zhao Rong sat outside the door all night. picture.

After that, what came one after another was the way Zhao Rong looked at him over the years.

In the feasting, in the quiet campus, in the corridors of the hospital...

Many Zhao Rong felt that he had hidden his eyes very well, but he had already found out silently.

He actually remembers all of them.

If you don't remember everything, how could you be with Zhao Rong more than a year ago?

Qiao Nanqi was half asleep and half awake, and his mind was in chaos, but in the end these images slowly dissipated, leaving only the scene of Zhao Rong moving into his house on a snowy day.

The whole land was covered in white, and Zhao Rong sat alone beside the lonely path, with snow falling on his body and shoulders.As soon as he got out of the car, Zhao Rong was already in a daze, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

He wanted to walk there, but the trail became longer and longer for some reason. As he walked, he felt that Zhao Rong was getting farther and farther away from him, and he only felt that the snow was thick and cold.

Woke up in the cold.

I felt dizzy, and the coldness in the dream continued until I woke up—or rather, the coldness in reality was brought into the dream.

It turned out that it was raining all night and had a fever.

Normally, he would not stop drenching for a day, and he didn't know if it was because he had been tense for too long, or because his mood was too ups and downs last night.

This night passed, not only did I have a fever, but it was also a high fever.

Qiao Nanqi frowned and called the doctor.

This situation was nothing to look at, and he didn't like drips, so the doctor left after leaving some medicine.

He told Xia Yuantu that he would not go to the company because he was sick, and when he got up to go to the study to light agarwood, he saw the light layer of ash on the shelf again.

Zhao Rong has already left and will not come back.

Qiao Nanqi felt his head hurt even more.

He stood silently in front of the shelf, seeing a wisp of smoke coming out of the incense that was just lit, and the refreshing smell spread around.

It was quiet all around.

Only his breath.

Qiao Nanqi rubbed his temples.

He dug out the housekeeping phone number he hadn't called for more than a year, and asked someone to come and clean it now.He happened to be at home.

After finishing all this, Qiao Nanqi sat by the window of the study, looking out at the faint sunlight with autumn colors, feeling lost in thought for a moment.

The illness was like a sudden passive vacation, leaving him with nothing to do.In a trance, he seemed to return to the time when he lived on Changxi Road more than ten years ago, and he was the only one in the whole house.

After a while, the housekeeping staff came.

Qiao Nanqi endured a headache and went to open the door.

The housekeeping staff who came here clearly came to their house often, but when she saw Qiao Nanqi, she froze for a moment, as if she was a little surprised.

Then, she smiled embarrassedly: "Ah, it's Mr. Qiao..."

Qiao Nanqi understood what she meant, and lost the intention of saying hello. He waved his hand to let people in, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

After not lying down for a few minutes, Xia Yuantu came with a large stack of documents and a laptop.

This son, who can be regarded as one of the pillars of the head office, has a braid on the back of his head. He is wearing loose short-sleeved sleeves printed in an unknown language, and his jeans are full of double-digit holes. Serious documents are out of place.

When he saw Qiao Nanqi, he looked him up and down, and said, "Tsk tsk, I'm so haggard."

Qiao Nanqi opened the door for him, then went back to his room and ignored him.

He was very familiar with the road, moved a chair from the study, found a small coffee table from the living room, set up a small workbench in the bedroom, put away the documents, and turned on the computer.

"..."

"Hey, I heard that you are sick and can't come to the company, so I brought the 'company' in front of you."

"..."

"I haven't seen you sick in 800 years. It's a bit strange. But it doesn't matter. If you don't go to the company, I will bring the company to you. Please trouble Joe to go to work with illness."

As he spoke, he went out of the bedroom to say hello to the housekeeping staff, and took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser in the living room and put it next to Qiao Nanqi's bed, "Drink more hot water."

"..."

Qiao Nanqi turned over and said nothing.

Xia Yuantu didn't find it boring.He lowered his head and began to process the documents in front of him.

Although he talked about asking Qiao Nanqi to go to work while sick, the company called several times, and Xia Yuantu didn't say anything to Qiao Nanqi, so he settled it on his own.He was buried in the documents, and he didn't forget to glance at Qiao Nanqi from time to time.

During the period, when the glass of warm water was about to bottom out, I got up and took another glass.

After Xia Yuantu answered the sixth or seventh call, Qiao Nanqi said in a deep voice, "I have a fever, not a broken bone. Or if you think I need someone to take care of my burned brain, you can also hire a nurse."

Xia Yuantu paused, then threw the phone aside, looked at Young Master Qiao's ugly face, and said, "Your art of speaking almost caught up with Xingping."

"Almost? It seems that I am not direct enough."

"..." Xia Yuantu stopped working at all, turned his phone to silent, and moved the chair to Qiao Nanqi, "Why did you suddenly have a fever?"

"tired."

"Check your cheap dad's account a month ago, and you're fine after staying up all night for three nights."

"Catch a cold."

"I stayed with you the whole day yesterday. How could I catch a cold? Could it be that I didn't play at the celebration party last night and took a walk in the rain on a rainy day?"

"Ah."

"……Fine."

Xia Yuantu saw that the patient in front of him was so sick that he couldn't talk, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "I didn't see Zhao Rong arguing with you, I also know that you must be alone, why don't you come over and help?" You pour a glass of water."

He and Lu Xingping grew up with Qiao Nanqi.

He knew how Qiao Nanqi, who had just passed the age of 16, came to today step by step when they were fifteen or sixteen years old, full of parents' expectations, and even squandering with their family background.Putting himself in his shoes, Xia Yuantu didn't think he could reach Qiao Nanqi's current level.

What Qiao Nanqi has now is enough to make them all envious, but what Qiao Nanqi has lost...

So he knew and understood Qiao Nanqi's almost perverted guard and isolation.

Even if Qiao Nanqi is surrounded by people, Qiao Nanqi will only try his best to solve all the problems by himself, because this person is only willing to rely on himself.He and Lu Xingping have had troubles over the years. When Qiao Nanqi was needed, Qiao Nanqi never said anything else, but once they were switched, small things would be fine, but if it was a big one... If he and Lu Xingping were a little careless, Qiao Nanqi might even be in trouble. You don't necessarily know if you have encountered trouble during the period.

Qiao Nanqi never said.

Like an isolated island full of flowers.

In the past, at least there was Zhao Rong.

I don't know if he watched Zhao Rong quietly watching Qiao Nanqi too many times in these years. After Zhao Rong and Qiao Nanqi got together, Xia Yuantu subconsciously didn't worry about this kind of thing.Before they knew it, those who knew the situation seemed to have tacitly agreed that as long as Zhao Rong was around, Zhao Rong would definitely treat Qiao Nanqi well.

But now Zhao Rong is gone.

At this time, the patient on the bed added a sentence based on his words: "It's not a quarrel."

Xia Yuantu paused.

"Isn't he still in the company?"

"He has shares."

"……That's all?"

"..."

"Didn't you sign the marriage agreement?"

"The contents of the agreement have ended."

"You mentioned it?"

Qiao Nanqi's eyes moved slightly, he raised his eyes, glanced at Xia Yuantu, and said nothing.

Xia Yuantu didn't speak anymore.

No matter who mentioned it, Zhao Rong can really put it down.

He had also insinuated about the mess between these two people a few times before, so he had nothing to say at the moment.

Because he found that his first reaction seemed to be mixed with a sense of injustice—he felt that Zhao Rong had finally cleared his mind once.Maybe it's because the things about the Chen family made Zhao Ronghan feel uncomfortable.

Who can be indomitable for a lifetime?

Qiao Nanqi may not be in love.

"—Mr. Joe?"

The knock on the door from the cleaning staff broke the silence.

A voice came from outside the door: "When I was cleaning the living room, I found some things that didn't look like garbage in the trash can. I'm not sure whether to throw them away... It seems to be... papers and certificates. Would you like to take a look?"

Qiao Nanqi never lost such things.

He immediately understood why the housekeeper's tone was a bit embarrassing.

"Let her put it on the study shelf first, I want to sleep for a while."

The "Nurse" who came to the door slapped his thigh: "Okay, then I will help you watch and she will clean your study, right?"

"Ah."

Xia Yuantu opened his mouth. Seeing Qiao Nanqi's tucked into the wide quilt, only a large bulge could be seen on the bed where people could still be seen. He swallowed his teasing words.

He was gloating a little at the rare sight of Qiao Nanqi having a fever, but now he felt a little bored.The current Qiao Nanqi is lifeless.

It's not that Young Master Qiao had never been ill before, but he never had this kind of virtue.

Xia Yuantu, who had just walked out of the bedroom, suddenly stopped.

——Could it be because of Zhao Rong?

After that night, Zhao Rong never saw Qiao Nanqi again.

Maybe the past between him and Qiao Nanqi stopped there in the cold evening wind mixed with drizzle that day.Qiao Nanqi's life is free without him, a "rotten" dude, but he has his own way of life, and is... free.

Zhao Rong still commutes regularly in the company.

He has been in the company for a long time, Xiao Wu, an acquaintance, seems to like to chat with him when he has nothing to do.

While chatting, he would say casually: "Mr. hasn't come to the company for a few days, and Director Qiao is there to ridicule Mr. for not doing his job properly."

Director Qiao is Qiao Ruoye, Qiao Nanqi's cousin who came back from abroad.

Xiao Wu was about to finish speaking when he remembered Zhao Rong's previous relationship with Qiao Nanqi, and felt that it was not appropriate.

Zhao Rong shook her head with a smile, but didn't take it seriously.

He was not interested in where Qiao Nanqi was, nor was he interested in why this person didn't come to the company.But it was also because he completely let go, and there was no disturbance when he heard these words, but he felt a little funny - Qiao Nanqi said so many times that he was not doing his job properly, but he never thought that he would be called not doing his job properly one day.

He said, "Then you are just free?"

"You have to do what you have to do, otherwise the husband will be unhappy, and the air pressure will be too low."

After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he remembered that he still had work to do, handed him the documents Zhao Rong needed, and asked him before leaving: "Mr. You have to make some preparations, don't you find an assistant?"

"No need, I don't know how long I will stay."

He didn't really intend to hang around under Qiao Nanqi's nose every day, what's the matter?

His shares are not small, but he didn't think about showing his skills here.At that time, he will also take the initiative to transfer these shares to Qiao Nanqi at the stock price more than a year ago, and there is no need for Qiao Nanqi to ask for them.

And he is not really busy with work, most of these days he is taking the opportunity to learn about those project materials, occasionally "dropping in" to send Lu Xiaoyue home when Lu Xingping has no time, no need for an assistant.

He sent Xiao Wu away, and was about to sit down and read the materials when the cell phone rang.

Zhao Rong saw that it was Liu Shun.

After Chen Zehe was taken away for investigation, the news that the Chen family was completely ruined could not be concealed. Everyone knew that Zhao Rong was now a "worthless dude".Those people had come to ask him around the bush before, but now the news has confirmed that they have calmed down instead, which fits well with Zhao Rong's "down and out" situation at the moment.

Liu Shun had previously sent him a few chats and asked him how he was doing recently, but he didn't know if he didn't want to bring up these embarrassing topics these days, so he didn't send them much.

The call came quite suddenly.

Zhao Rong's eyes moved slightly, and he stared at the hint for a while.

He didn't pick it up until the ringing was about to stop.

"Six children."

"Ouch, third young master—"

"You don't need to find a way to greet me, we are considered friends, if you have anything to say, just talk about it."

All Liu Shun's words got stuck in his throat.

In his impression, the third young master of the Chen family was gentle when talking to anyone, never lost his temper, and always stayed tactful when things happened.

Never before has it been so straightforward.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, she waited silently for him to speak.

He hesitated for a while, and then said: "I, I just came to ask, some people say that you and Qiao Da have that kind of... relationship? They said that you unilaterally betrayed Qiao Da to betray your cousin or something... I know You are definitely not such a person, I just heard it! Third Young Master, don’t get me wrong..."