Lost [Transmigration Book]

A sourness came to my heart, but mixed with a hint of warmth that scratched my heart.

When the young Zhao Rong wrote this string of addresses in his palm, he didn't know that his family would be torn apart in the near future, that he would live in the old house on Changxi Road, and that he and Zhao Rong will meet again in a few years.

That was just a special day in his day-to-day life, and in the long years to come, it would only become a memory as short as a fleeting moment—for Zhao Rong as well.There is no need for this favor to be a drag on a young man, so he wrote an address that was not inhabited at the time, and wrote it in the palm of his hand that could not keep his handwriting for a long time. He never thought that Zhao Rong would really look for that Find the address.

Zhao Rong is here.

It wasn't when he was most guarded and in the worst state that he suddenly rushed in front of him, but...just right through a layer of hazy veil, he stepped on the softest piece.

It came quietly.

First, it was 12 years.

Qiao Nanqi looked at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand, his eyes fell on the string of numbers, and he didn't move for a while.

Until I don't know how many passing cars passed by outside.

Until the sound of the noisy engine and whistle came and went for a long time.

Until the phone screen went dark silently.

My heart is heavy.

The hand that seemed to be holding his heart invisibly tightened little by little, choking his thoughts.

After so many years, he finally experienced the strange feeling of bewilderment again.

Seeing that the phone screen was about to go black, he subconsciously pressed his fingertips on the dial button.

It was too forceful, and he pressed the call button directly.

A page waiting to be answered immediately appeared on the screen.

Qiao Nanqi was startled.

... what is he going to say?What do you want to ask again?

Asked why Zhao Rong had to go for a physical examination?Asked why Zhao Rong was in the hospital?Or ask Zhao Rong why he didn't tell him?

He thought that night when he went to Zhao Rong's house and waited for Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong said to him without any smile, "But you never heard me say that."

there has never been.

Indeed, never.

There was only one busy tone, but it was very clear in the empty old house.

Qiao Nanqi moved his fingers slightly and pressed the phone.

The interval between the dozen and one hung up is too short, and I don't know if the person on the other end of the phone heard it.

He even hesitated.

moment.

His fingertips slid slightly on the screen, and the surrounding was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.

The old-fashioned pendulum clock leaning against the wall swings slowly, making a rhythmic "da da" sound.

One second, one second, another second...

Qiao Nanqi dialed the phone again.

Zhao Rong is having dinner with Sun Manman.

He stayed in the hospital all afternoon, had a complete physical examination from beginning to end, and also looked at his old stomach ache, and it was almost dinner time when he came out.

He roughly guessed the income level of working in this hospital, and chose a restaurant that would not be too formal for Sun Manman.

Although they were classmates, they hadn't contacted each other since they were in college, so they were a bit unfamiliar at first chat.

Sun Manman's work has nothing to do with their family. She doesn't know about Zhao Rong and the Chen family, and she would inquire about Zhao Rong's current situation from time to time.

Zhao Rong knew the purpose of this meal well, and was always looking for an opportunity to tactfully cut off the other party's thoughts.

When the phone rang, they had almost finished eating and were just waiting for the waiter to bring the bill.

Sun Manman was asking him tentatively: "Why did you come to the hospital alone today? Your partner won't accompany you?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the mobile phone on the table, but before he could look at it, the ringing stopped—only once.

He looked away and said, "It's convenient for one person."

He hesitated for a moment, thinking whether to use this question to pretend that he was not single, or to find an excuse later.

Sun Manman looked at him and didn't answer, apparently waiting for an answer to another question.

Zhao Rong paused and said, "My partner—"

The phone rang again, interrupting his words with a slight "buzzing" sound from the vibration.

This time it was not a sudden sound just now, but continuous.

"Sorry." He said to Sun Manman, reaching for the phone casually.

He thought it was the person who was going to adopt a cat that the pet shop clerk said, but what caught his eyes was that there was no note on the phone screen, but he had already memorized a string of numbers that he would never forget for many years.

... What's the matter?

Regarding the company's shares, hasn't he already made it clear to Xiao Wu?

This string of numbers, he has often looked at in the past year or so.Sometimes it is sending inquiries that are unlikely to get a reply, and sometimes it is calling Qiao Nanqi, expecting a conversation that is destined not to be long.

If there are two or three dialing records in a row, it must be that he called Qiao Nanqi, but there was no response from the other end.

At this moment, he saw the string of numbers on the screen appear reluctantly, and suddenly felt a little shaken.

Sun Manman still looked at him.

The things he and Qiao Nanqi need to talk on the phone are not suitable for others to hear. It is obviously not good to answer the phone now.

Zhao Rong thought about it and hung up the phone.

Then he continued: "I..."

—The phone rang again.

Zhao Rong: "?"

For a moment, he even thought that someone had robbed Master Qiao's cell phone.

However, even if Qiao Nanqi's cell phone was stolen or robbed, it would be impossible to call him - I also knew that he must be insignificant in Qiao Nanqi's address book.

He didn't know what Qiao Nanqi had gone crazy these two days.

In the past, he was always reluctant to let the owner of this string of phone numbers wait even a second longer, and he never dared to delay for a moment when answering the phone.

Right now, the phone was vibrating non-stop. He lowered his gaze, looked away, and continued with the words just now: "My partner is busy, so I have to work overtime today."

This is of course nonsense.

Sun Manman's expression darkened, she was silent for a moment, and said, "Your friend's phone number? Is there something urgent?"

The refusal had already been said, Zhao Rong and Sun Manman said sorry again, and then answered the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Sun Manman got up and said to him, "Since you have something to do, I won't bother you. Thank you today. Come in two days. If I'm free, I'll invite you."

In name, she is still Zhao Rong's doctor, so "in two days" naturally refers to the hospital.

These words are polite and polite, obviously they understand the meaning of Zhao Rong's words.

Zhao Rong smiled: "Okay, see you next time."

Sun Manman left slowly.

The dining table has been cleaned up, and there is only a black and white ticket left on the table.

Outside the glass window on one side is the bustling city like daytime, dotted with colorful lights.

Zhao Rong was sitting alone at the dining table, holding his mobile phone, looking out the window with his head sideways, feeling a little tired all of a sudden.

He was about to speak when a deep voice came from the other end of the phone first: "...Who was that person just now?"

Zhao Rong frowned—this question is really strange.

This person made three or four phone calls in a row, but he opened his mouth with such a rambling and questioning sentence.

"You... what's the matter?" he said.

There was silence again.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Qiao Nanqi's breathing sound through the phone was heavier than before.

Like suppressing something.

"...Are you feeling unwell recently?"

This question is really strange and inexplicable.Even more inexplicable than this phone call.

"I'm fine." He didn't want to talk about his physical condition with Qiao Nanqi at all. "What's the matter?"

Qiao Nanqi asked him, "Where are you?"

Zhao Rong blinked slowly.

Qiao Nanqi had already asked him such a question once.

The last time he was in the nursing home, Qiao Nanqi asked him where he was. He thought that Qiao Nanqi was looking for him because he had an agreement with him, and he didn't figure it out clearly, so he answered the other party truthfully.As a result, when he went home that night, he saw Qiao Nanqi at the door of his house who didn't know when he came.

This time...

He really didn't know what Qiao Nanqi was thinking and what he was going to do.

But he had never really been close to Qiao Nanqi.Over the years, what he has seen most clearly is Mr. Qiao's condescending attitude.It was as if he had to answer whatever question the man asked.

With Qiao Nanqi like this, what's the deal between them?

He's not a saint who doesn't fluctuate.

He leaned slightly on the back of the chair, his eyes did not know which part of the night scene outside the window, and he felt even more tired.

He said: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up first."

Qiao Nanqi listened to every word.

Zhao Rong's tone was still the same as before, gentle and smooth, but she didn't know when it was covered with a hard shell.

"Zhao Rong."

Qiao Nanqi shouted.

It is rare for him to call Zhao Rong's first name and last name like this. At this moment, these two words are like a curse. While he is a little reluctant to say it, he wants to say it in his heart.

Zhao Rong seemed to be stopped by his call, and the phone did not hang up.

Qiao Nanqi gripped the phone harder.

He still cared about the woman's voice just now.It was the voice of a woman who was completely unfamiliar to him.This person was not the people he and Zhao Rong knew together, not the friends of Zhao Rong he knew, but someone related to Zhao Rong that he never knew.

That person said to Zhao Rong, "Come over in two days"... Where are you coming from?Where is Zhao Rong?Why would you stay with that person at this time?

These questions collided with the astringent emotions in his heart, and he almost lost control.

He still wants to ask.

But he was more worried about Zhao Rong hanging up the phone.

The moment Zhao Rong picked up the phone, when he heard that familiar clear voice, he finally had an answer to his inexplicable boredom for days.

Qiao Nanqi suppressed the dark emotions that came out of nowhere, and said word by word: "Where are you? I... want to talk to you face to face."

"What are you talking about?" Zhao Rong replied almost without thinking, "I have already talked to Xiao Wu about the shares, and I will transfer them in two days."

"I read the agreement again two days ago. There is no problem with every clause in it, and I have nothing to damage your rights and interests."

"If it's related to the Chen family, I really don't know anything about it."

"Mr. Qiao," he said in a gentle tone, each word wrapped in peace, "I really can't think of anything else we need to talk about in person at night."

Qiao Nanqi opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "I..."

He paused.

He is used to looking down on everyone, used to being tough without any backlash.

But the words that were about to blurt out seemed not what he would say at all, but they were exactly what he wanted to say.

strange, strong.

Every word seems to be ground from the bottom of my heart.

He said, "...I want to see you."

After the words fell, he held his breath slightly, subconsciously not wanting to miss even the slightest sound from the other end of the phone.

At first, he just thought that Zhao Rong's departure was like the kitten at home suddenly lost his temper and refused to be hugged by him.He felt that he wouldn't let him lose his sense of proportion because of this little thing's insignificant temper, and he would come back naturally when the other party stopped losing his temper.But the always well-behaved kitten left the house directly and never came back.

He chased to find the door, carefully trying to bring the kitten back.

It turned out that Zhao Rong had never been obliged to him.

Instead, he is accepting Zhao Rong's love.One day Zhao Rong refused to give it and walked away. There was nothing he could do.

There was a long silence on the phone.

No, maybe it wasn't too long, the pendulum clock only swung a dozen times.

"Jonan Qi."

Zhao Rong said.

"When you live together, you can do whatever you want, and I have to cooperate with you when you want to do those things. Now that we have broken up, you are used to it and you have needs, just hook your fingers and let me do it Satisfy you..."

He said these words very lightly, as if he didn't want anyone to hear him, but when they reached Qiao Nanqi's ears, it was as if they were poured with thousands of ice, which was very heavy.

"You don't like me, you have countless people for you to choose from with just one word. Why bother to call me and leave me at will, and waste my dignity?"

"I--"

It's not that I don't like you.

There was no time to say this.

The phone was hung up.

All that was left was the endless silence.

The author has something to say: Rong Zai: Start outputting .jpg