Lost [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Rong chatted with Zhao Ming for a long time.

The doctor once told him that Zhao Ming's illness would become completely unconscious or even worse at some point, and he should let her talk more and be more active when she was free.

Zhao Rong firmly remembered that during this time, as long as Zhao Ming was awake, he would pull Zhao Ming to say something.

He lied that he traveled to Zhuxi some time ago, fell in love with that place, and told Zhao Ming a lot about his hometown before he passed through the book.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Ming never asked him what was the last thing he would do before leaving Yangcheng, nor did he ask him a single word about Qiao Nanqi.

She listened carefully, and carefully discussed with Zhao Rong where she planned to live in the future.

After dinner time, Fang Zhuoqun also came.

Zhao Rong and Fang Zhuoqun had known each other long before the plot of the book "Return" started.He hadn't been recognized by the Chen family at that time, and compared with other people in the school, he was living in a very poor situation.Fang Zhuoqun's family background is much better than he was at that time. After the two got along, Fang Zhuoqun often accompanied him to the hospital.

Therefore, Fang Zhuoqun and Zhao Ming are also very familiar with each other.Even if Zhao Rong returned to Chen's house later, and Zhao Ming's ward changed from the cheapest multi-person ward to a separate courtyard in this secluded sanatorium, Fang Zhuoqun would still visit him often.

He just made a phone call with Zhao Rong after get off work, and heard Zhao Rong said that he would stay in the nursing home tonight, and he happened to be free, so he came over.

The two stayed with Zhao Ming for a while, and when Zhao Ming was tired, Zhao Rong turned off the light for her and walked out with Fang Zhuoqun.

The late autumn night is chilly, and the wind blows across people's cheeks and gets into their collars from time to time, making people shiver.

The warm yellow night lights fell down, lengthening the shadows of the two of them.

Zhao Rong blew on her icy palms, walked to the steps in front of the courtyard and sat down, then turned around and waved to Fang Zhuoqun, saying, "Sit down."

When they met in the past, they always had to insult each other, and neither of them wanted to admit defeat.But Fang Zhuoqun just stepped forward and sat down this time, sighing leisurely, "Why didn't you wear your wedding ring?"

Fang Zhuoqun wanted to ask when he came.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was not just the wedding ring, but some things that happened these days.Although he is an ordinary person, he still knows about such a major event as the bankruptcy of Zhao Rong's family.

At first Fang Zhuoqun wanted to directly ask Zhao Rong what his plan was.

When Zhao Rong was suddenly recognized by the Chen family back then, he was instantly different from ordinary people like them who were struggling to make ends meet.Zhao Rong has a good temper, and everyone who knows Zhao Rong likes him, so congratulations.

But those classmates who used to have a normal relationship, some envy, some are jealous.Once the Chen family collapsed, those people who were not familiar with Zhao Rong would come to him to inquire, eager to come up and comment, or use a gesture of pity, seemingly caring, but actually ridiculing.Some people really cared, but that caring still had a condescending attitude, which always made people look uncomfortable.

Everyone seems to agree that Zhao Rong either has nothing or is useless.

It's fine if Zhao Rong is really a dandy who only relies on the Chen family, but Fang Zhuoqun has always been very clear that Zhao Rong has made good grades when he was a student, and he took good care of Zhao Ming while maintaining his studies.Even after being recognized by the Chen family, Zhao Rong has been doing some investment and business in his name.

Zhao Rong doesn't need to rely on the Chen family at all.

Fang Zhuoqun didn't want to convey a single word of those words to Zhao Rong.

But he never asked, firstly because he knew the relationship between Zhao Rong and the Chen family, and secondly because he searched for information and found that the acquirer was actually Qiao Nanqi's company.

This becomes more subtle.

Zhao Rong likes Qiao Nanqi very much.

When Zhao Rong chatted with him these years, he couldn't help mentioning Qiao Nanqi.

Zhao Rong even signed a marriage agreement with Qiao Nanqi, lived in Qiao Nanqi's house for more than a year, and still wore the wedding ring every day.

What Fang Zhuoqun saw around Zhao Rong was completely different from what he heard these days.

He remembered that Zhao Rong's stomach hurt that night, he sent Zhao Rong home, he didn't see Qiao Nanqi for a long time, but saw that Qiao Nanqi's house had no trace of Zhao Rong's life.

Fang Zhuoqun knew that Zhao Rong would definitely tell him if he asked, but he suddenly didn't know how to ask.

So he simply pretended not to know, and the message to Zhao Rong was the same as usual.

It's just that when I came to see Zhao Ming today, I noticed Zhao Rong's empty fingers...

"If you're asking about the wedding ring, it's just that you can't find it," Zhao Rong said slowly. "As for the others, it's not that complicated, it's just a division."

"When did this happen?"

"When my family went bankrupt, but it wasn't because of this—Chen Zehe had an accident, and I was the first to open champagne to celebrate. It's a long story."

Fang Zhuoqun patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder: "I know the news more or less, and it's Qiao Nanqi's fault at first glance. It's a long story, so I don't need to say it. I understand that a son is like a father."

"roll."

"Do you still have money? Do you want to count the money you invested and saved in my name?"

Zhao Rong nodded: "I just wanted to tell you about this."

Qiao Nanqi finally chose to go home.

He has always disliked being seen by others.At home, at least he is alone.

It's just that he was so upset, and after the driver left, he sat in the car for a few hours before he calmed down a little.

After returning home, Qiao Nanqi habitually lit a piece of agarwood, planning to sit in the study and read a book for a while.This has always been his way of calming down, from college to now, and it has never changed.

He likes classical piano music, and appreciates paintings with a long history, but he is not too picky when it comes to reading books, and he also likes some things that are both refined and popular.Because everything else may be what others expect him to do, or what he does to achieve a certain purpose. There is only such a hobby, which is simple and clean.

He even expected that there would be someone who could talk to him in this regard.

In the early years, when he was just graduating from university, he took the initiative to chat with Lu Xingping several times.Lu Xingping should have something to say about this, but in fact, Lu Xingping never showed any interest.Qiao Nanqi also gave Lu Xingping a brand new book that they should have read before, but Lu Xingping just put it on the bookshelf at the door and never opened it. Recently, he didn't even see that book at all. , I don't know where I went.

In addition, after being with Zhao Rong, Qiao Nanqi also had the idea of ​​talking to Zhao Rong about these things.

But this idea only surfaced for a moment, and then was extinguished by himself.

——How could Zhao Rong understand?

The first time he saw Zhao Rong was in the corridor of the hospital.

The walls on both sides are white, and people come and go in a hurry.The teenagers were wearing junior high school uniforms, which were supposed to be clean, but were full of traces of rubbing in some dirty corridor.She was very embarrassed and panicked when she saw him, but there was a contradictory calmness and bravery in those very beautiful eyes.

A teenager with such eyes and eyes would actually call a stranger he had never met for help, and he would be unsuspecting of him.

He was only 16 years old at that time, and in his 16 years of life experience, he had never seen such a contradiction between gentleness and perseverance, maturity and youthfulness.It was completely different from those friends he knew, as if he was low in the dust, but he seemed to be standing on the clouds.

Qiao Nanqi couldn't help feeling soft-hearted.

He even remembered that scene from time to time afterward.

So many years later, when he found out that Zhao Rong was the child that the Chen family had recognized by coincidence, although he was in a complicated mood, in the midst of the complexity, he was a little surprised for a moment.

The second time he saw Zhao Rong was when Zhao Rong attended a banquet with the Chen family and appeared in front of him.The facial features of the young boy who was still a little immature at that time had already fully grown, and those peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling every moment, standing out among the crowd of people he disliked, like standing out from the crowd.

At that time, he just looked at the 19-year-old Zhao Rong from a distance, and there was a wave of turmoil in his heart that he didn't know where it came from.

In any case, he is happy.

But the Zhao Rong he saw later changed completely.

Ignorant, incompetent, useless, wandering around nightclubs all day long, with gold and jade on the outside, and ruin on the inside.

It made him look very upset.

How could such a Zhao Rong go to see those things?

He didn't expect Zhao Rong to be able to read at all, so naturally he wouldn't talk to Zhao Rong about it.

If the teenage Zhao Rong has not changed, will they be able to talk freely in some places?

For more than ten years, the world has been turned upside down.

Qiao Nanqi thought about the youthful face of 14-year-old Zhao Rong, and the slightly raised corners of Zhao Rong's mouth in the feasting and feasting, thinking...

——He was thinking about Zhao Rong again.

Qiao Nanqi came back to his senses, the hand that turned the pages of the book froze, his fingertips couldn't help but exert some force, and immediately pressed a crease on the corner of the book.

He let go of his hand, only to realize that he didn't read a single word of the contents of these pages.

His mind was full of Zhao Rong again.

This book is impossible to read.

He closed the book, got up and put the book back on the shelf.

When putting it away, Qiao Nanqi caught a glimpse of a stack of papers piled up on the side of the bookshelf, and what seemed to be some kind of certificates that were pressed by a few sheets of paper—it seemed to be from the garbage when the housekeeper came a few days ago. He remembered that he had never thrown anything in the trash can in the living room, so it must have belonged to Zhao Rong, so he asked Xia Yuantu to deal with it and put these things in the study temporarily.

He was still running a fever at the time, so he didn't care about the stack of things.

In the past few days after recovering from the illness, my mind was very confused, and I forgot that there was such a thing for a while.

It was too late for Qiao Nanqi to suppress those thoughts related to Zhao Rong, so he just glanced at him, then immediately looked away and returned to the bedroom.

He opened the closet to find a pair of pajamas, only to see a near-new solid black shirt hanging next to a row of white shirts.

The clothes were obviously his size, but he wasn't wearing them.

When signing the marriage agreement, Zhao Rong said he liked him wearing a white shirt.He didn't answer at that time, but when he met Zhao Rong's gaze, he was slightly moved in his heart - he didn't dislike Zhao Rong's bright eyes when he saw him wearing a white shirt, and even liked seeing it a little.

He didn't say anything, but afterwards, when Zhao Rong bought him clothes, he always subconsciously put them on in white first.

Dressed, those dark clothes he barely touched.

This black shirt was originally in the company, but it could only be that Zhao Rong wore it home that night in his office more than half a month ago.

But except for his clothes that Zhao Rong only wore once, the closet was clean, only his own clothes remained, without any trace of Zhao Rong.

The same goes for other places.

On the surface, there is no difference from before Zhao Rong moved in.No, in fact Zhao Rong was like this after he moved in, but he had never looked at it carefully before.Scanning everywhere at this moment, those decorations were no different from usual, but he always felt that something was missing.

As the memory came back, Qiao Nanqi had already stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the collar of the shirt that Zhao Rong had worn once with his fingertips.

In the past, if he came across Zhao Rong's collar, he would probably drag him into his arms directly by the collar, or unbutton it along the collar.

Of course it can't at this moment.

Zhao Rong really moved away.

Zhao Rong... [1]

Qiao Nanqi didn't know why Zhao Rong suddenly wanted to break up.But Zhao Rong would find an excuse to go to Lu Xingping's house, mostly because of him, maybe he still wants to come back.

If he had stayed with Zhao Rong for a while earlier, or occasionally met Zhao Rong's wishes, brought Zhao Rong to meet other people and announced their relationship...wouldn't Zhao Rong break up so decisively?

Or, on a rainy night a few days ago, after Zhao Rong refused to go home with him, he continued to wait and hold Zhao Rong one more time, did Zhao Rong become less persistent?

He should have handled it better.

He regrets it a little.

"regret".

He always thought that Zhao Rong would definitely be the one who regretted it, but at this moment, the one who truly regretted it...

It wasn't Zhao Rong who was smiling at Lu Xiaoyue at the door of Lu Xingping's house.

It's him.

Qiao Nanqi's gaze paused, and he withdrew his hand abruptly. He had no intention of paying attention to this piece of clothing.

He almost ran away from home.

The author has something to say: Rong: break up when it's time to break up, whoever regrets first is a dog!

Joe put on a white shirt Dog: Woah!