Lost [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Nanqi looked at him and raised his foot to approach him.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes, and the smile in his eyes that had been in the conversation with Liu Shun and others disappeared in an instant.

When Qiao Nanqi appeared just now, he didn't even have time to be surprised in the blink of an eye.At this moment, she regained her composure and felt that the people on the table looked at them suspiciously. Zhao Rong lowered her voice and said, "Why are you here?"

Maybe it was because his displeasure was too obvious, so Qiao Nanqi paused and didn't come closer.

The man just looked at him like this, with a slightly hoarse voice: "...I've come to see you."

It's just that Young Master Qiao is used to being condescending, and these words are clearly a retreat, and when he uttered them, they still sound a bit forceful.

Zhao Rong didn't understand.

He said word by word: "I think I have made it very clear."

He thought that the connection between him and Qiao Nanqi had been broken since the day he moved out of Qiao Nanqi's house.

After that, the biggest obstacle should be himself - he wants to let go completely.But he really didn't expect that the abnormal person was actually Qiao Nanqi.

Why do you have to see him?

As long as this person opens his mouth, it's easy for him to want a good bed partner, why should he waste him over and over again?

He doesn't want to like Qiao Nanqi anymore, and doesn't want to be a dispensable "lover" anymore, isn't that okay?

Zhao Rong really didn't understand Qiao Nanqi.

He didn't even understand this person more and more.

It's not that he didn't see the message Qiao Nanqi sent him, but he also knew that those words were not true at all.

He didn't even want to discuss the right and wrong with Qiao Nanqi. This relationship had exhausted his strength in the past ten years, and he had no extra thoughts.

So when he saw Qiao Nanqi's phone call and saw Qiao Nanqi's message, he just glanced at it and closed it.After he left, they might not see each other again in this lifetime.

Thousands of words, but one sentence-why bother?

Zhao Rong looked away, stopped looking at Qiao Nanqi, and walked around him.

Qiao Nanqi kept his eyes on him, turned around after him, and said, "It was my fault before..."

Under such dim light, the light mole at the end of his left eye was faintly visible, as if there was nothing there, it was a little less gloomy, and there were more incomprehensible relatives.

In the eyes of people who don't know him, I'm afraid they can't connect with the clever young master of the Qiao family at all.

Zhao Rong didn't look at him.

He didn't even catch what Qiao Nanqi said.

He just slowly sat back on his original seat, with his eyebrows slightly curved, and smiled faintly: "What did we talk about just now?"

After Yu Xian and those people left, only a few people led by Liu Shun remained.

Others were not like Zhao Rong, and some of them had never even met the eldest son of the Qiao family. Although Liu Shun had, he had not seen much.Qiao Nanqi was only facing Zhao Rong just now, and the others could only see the profile of his face, and no one recognized him until now.

They only saw Zhao Rong say a few words to this person who appeared suddenly, and they sat back again.

And this person actually followed suit.

Even in a luxurious and sensual place, Qiao Nanqi restrained his superior arrogance, but he was still out of place when he sat here.

As he got closer, Liu Shun looked more and more familiar. After a few glances, after recognizing it, he froze.

He crashed, but other people who didn't recognize Qiao Nanqi were different.

Maybe it's because Young Master Qiao is really abnormal at the moment, and it's not the same as the serious and unapproachable look in the past, so it won't make people shy away.

The man who looked a bit like Lu Xingping sat beside Zhao Rong and said, "Third Young Master, who is this?"

Qiao Nanqi glanced at him coldly: "I am Zhao Rong's—"

"Friends," Zhao Rong cut off his words, "ordinary friends."

Qiao Nanqi's eyes dimmed.

Another person said: "My friend, do you want to sit down and have a drink together?"

Liu Shun, who was the only one who recognized Qiao Nanqi, winked wildly, but the light was too dim, so everyone noticed him.

Qiao Nanqi kept his eyes on Zhao Rong. Hearing this, Young Master Qiao, who always hated playboys, didn't refuse. Instead, he took a seat at the nearest vacant seat to Zhao Rong.

From the beginning to the end, he kept looking at Zhao Rong.

This gaze was undisguised, too explicit, and Zhao Rong could feel it from the beginning to the end.

His grip on the edge of the table tightened slightly.

The moment Qiao Nanqi sat down, Zhao Rong was unexpectedly surprised and angry.

What is this?

It's fine if this person suddenly appeared here, but he really wants to stay?

"People like us like to drink when we get together." He said meaningfully, his tone was still slightly cold even though he had restrained himself.

Zhao Rong seldom has a temper.

Before and after he wore a book, he was a person who couldn't be casual, and being gentle with others was almost a subconscious way of dealing with people.Even like Yu Xian, he didn't have a temper. He would deal with it like this today because he didn't want Zhao Ming to be judged behind his back.

So he basically has no experience in controlling his temper. He has a temper like this once in a lifetime, and he can't control it at all. At this moment, he can't even maintain a polite fake smile.

He heard Qiao Nanqi say slowly: "Okay, I'll drink."

Such words of promise and concession, uttered from Qiao Nanqi's mouth, still carried some awe.

Zhao Rong has never wanted to offend Qiao Nanqi - this person can make him lose everything casually.Coupled with his one-sided feelings for Qiao Nanqi over the years, he even had some subconscious avoidance of Qiao Nanqi engraved in his habits.Usually, if he heard this kind of response that was still wrapped in a little aloofness, he would probably stop there.

But I don't know if it's because this person is repeatedly killing what little dignity he has left, or because he can't restrain his temper at the moment. He didn't choose to solve the matter thoughtfully, but didn't say anything, just called to wait Sheng, the table was full of wine, red and white.Only in front of him was a cup of steaming tea.

The meaning of drinking is already very obvious.

Except for Qiao Nanqi, everyone else here loves wine - otherwise, they wouldn't come to this kind of place to play.

Zhao Rong also said that today's order is all his invitation, and a table of good wine is served, how can there be no reason not to drink it?

Except for Liu Shun who didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to move at all, and Zhao Rong who didn't drink, the rest of them drank immediately.

Liu Shun glanced at Zhao Rong, and then at Qiao Nanqi who would never appear in front of someone like him. He wanted to ask Zhao Rong but he didn't dare to ask in person - after all, Qiao Nanqi was here.

This person who looks like Lu Xingping was brought by him, will Qiao Dahui see it?

Could it be that Zhao Rong wanted to chase Lu Xingping and was discovered by Qiao Da, and he came to warn and settle accounts today?

Look at Qiao Da's expression...

It's really like that.

It's just that Qiao Nanqi's hostility didn't seem to be directed at Zhao Rong, but rather at the young man sitting next to Zhao Rong.

Liu Shun's eyebrows and eyes that looked a bit like Lu Xingping seemed to have sensed something - Qiao Nanqi didn't look at him very often, but every time he glanced at him, he was always chilled.

The man looked a little apprehensive, so he forced a smile, raised his glass to Qiao Nanqi, and said, "San Shao's friends also have a drink?"

Zhao Rong didn't stop him. Instead, as if waiting for Qiao Nanqi to get angry, he slowly picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

Liu Shunxin even raised it in his throat: Be good, that's Young Master Qiao whose parents dare not drink too much...

——Then Qiao Nanqi directly picked up the glass of wine that Zhao Rong had poured for Yu Xian just now, raised his head and poured it down.

Zhao Rong didn't seem to expect that either. He paused, frowned slightly, and looked at Qiao Nanqi, with a hint of confusion flashing across his shallow and slightly bright black eyes.

But this emotion didn't last long, and he withdrew his gaze.

Qiao Nanqi originally wanted to finish the glass of wine poured by Zhao Rong himself.

But the strong wine entered his throat, and the strong smell of alcohol stimulated his senses. He took a sip, and the spilled wine wet the collar of his white shirt.

He coughed several times.

Frightened, Liu Shun pushed the tissue in front of Qiao Nanqi, but it was useless to Qiao Nanqi.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

He had just had a drink with Lu Xingping on a long trip to Xia Mingming two days ago, but at that time he only had a blank mind, he drank so much that he felt his stomach ache and his heart ached, and he soon became drunk.

But this time, someone else wanted to drink him.

He had never had a good temper, except for the one who made concessions to deal with He Nan before, if the others dared to do this, Qiao Nanqi would have put down his face a long time ago.But at this moment, he knew that Zhao Rong was watching, and knew that Zhao Rong was a little angry at his appearance just now, thinking that if he accompanied Zhao Rong for a drink, Zhao Rong would be a little happier, relieved for a moment, and it was actually a bit sweet.

Zhao Rong didn't want to answer his calls these two days, and didn't reply to his messages these two days. Now that he finally saw someone in front of him, if he followed Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong might be willing to talk to him.

He used to treat Zhao Rong badly.

When he asked Xiao Wu how he treated Zhao Rong, he thought that at most he would get an answer like "not good".But when he heard Xiao Wu put Zhao Rong in the lover's seat and answered, he just woke up like a dream—it was more than the three words "not good"?

But he can change.

He likes Zhao Rong, and Zhao Rong also likes him.

As long as Zhao Rong is willing to have a good talk with him, as long as Zhao Rong doesn't like others, they can start over.

As long as Zhao Rong is willing.

Thinking this way, he didn't refuse any of those people who drank with him.Others thought he was also a drinker, so they even caught him drinking.

In a blink of an eye, red and white are mixed together.

Although he didn't refuse the offer of wine, he didn't talk to the others at all, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Rong.He wanted to talk to Zhao Rong, but Zhao Rong ignored him, instead chatting with the young man beside him from time to time.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes made him feel a little familiar for a moment. He didn't have the time to think about where he had seen him before, but every time Zhao Rong turned his head to look at others, he couldn't restrain the irritability in his heart, and there was nothing he could do.

Others thought that he didn't like to talk, and didn't care. He was the only one in the noise, quiet in the crowd.

When Zhao Rong chatted with other people randomly, he would occasionally smile, and he still looked no different from the mild-tempered Zhao Rong that Xia Yuantu and others had said before.

All of a sudden, Zhao Rong talked with others in such a sensual place, as if back before they were together.

Only now, the person drinking is Qiao Nanqi, and the person who keeps looking at each other is also Qiao Nanqi.

Zhao Rong seemed to really just treat him as a passerby who came to drink, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even mention his name.

After a while, Qiao Nanqi felt a little headache, and drunkenness seemed to surge at any time.

Can't get drunk at the moment.

He got up quickly and went to the bathroom.

Zhao Rong glanced at Qiao Nanqi's back.

Liu Shun held back for so long, and he was not around for the time being, so he looked at Zhao Rong, almost crying: "Third Young Master...what the hell..."

Zhao Rong sighed silently.

He was a little tired, but he didn't want to show these emotions to unrelated people, so he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at Liu Shun, saying, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

He picked up the tissue on the table, "Let me deal with it. Liu'er, you can play somewhere else, and I will settle the bill."

Qiao Nanqi vomited out the wine he just drank.

This kind of feeling is not comfortable, especially for Qiao Nanqi, who has never dared to let him socialize like this all these years.He vomited until the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding, and he propped his hands on the edge of the washstand, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He was too obsessed with cleanliness on weekdays, so he stayed by the sink for a long time after vomiting.

Looking at his water-dropped hair in the mirror, he remembered that when Lu Xingping first brought Zhao Rong into their circle to play, Zhao Rong seemed to often leave halfway to go to the bathroom.Every time I come back from the trip, there are always some drops of water on my face.

When Zhao Rong drank alcohol, his cheeks were always flushed and hot. Qiao Nanqi only thought that he was going to wash his face with cold water.

Once he saw Zhao Rong's wet face, well-behaved and somewhat ignorant and cute.

He took off the scarf and gave it to the other party to wipe his face.Then the scarf...

Someone came in to wash his hands, and the sound of splashing water brought Qiao Nanqi back to his thoughts.

My heart was pounding, I couldn't tell if it was pain or suffering.

He took a few deep breaths, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, intending to go back to find Zhao Rong.

But as soon as he walked out the door, he saw Zhao Rong standing outside in the long and narrow corridor waiting for him.As soon as their eyes met, Zhao Rong met Qiao Nanqi's gaze and walked towards him.

Qiao Nanqi's eyes lit up, but without moving his thoughts, he had already taken a few steps forward to meet him.

As they got closer, in the dim light, Zhao Rong's light white sweater made him extraordinarily clean, and the collar of a dark shirt wrapped around his slender neck made his skin tone colder.

In the past, when Zhao Rong walked towards him like this, he must have a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were bright, and everyone who was looked at would be distracted.But now, Zhao Rong has no expression, his eyes are also light, and there is no joy.

Zhao Rong stopped in front of him, stretched out his hand, and spread out his palm.On the palm was a brand new pack of tissues and a small jar of what looked like medicine.

"For you," he said.

Qiao Nanqi took it immediately.

He was still somewhat drunk and dizzy, he thought that Zhao Rong was waiting for him here, sending him tissues, it was...

"The paper towels are new, so don't worry about using them. The other one is stomach medicine, which hurts your stomach if you vomit." Zhao Rong said, "It was you who sat down and drank on your own initiative today. It's not their fault. Those people don't know you, and they don't know what to do. It should be enough for me to make amends for them. Mr. Qiao, you go back. I will go to your company to return the shares to you on the working day next week. "

His tone was still calm, but every word was filled with a layer of politeness.

Qiao Nanqi immediately understood.

Zhao Rong wasn't caring about him, but was crossing out what he did tonight, leaving nothing behind.

The tissues and stomach medicine in his hand suddenly became heavier than a thousand catties, making him want to throw them away.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he turned around and walked back.

Today's incident was more or less caused by him. He came here to prevent Qiao Nanqi from settling accounts with other people after he sobered up.

Now that it's done, he won't stay anymore.

But just as he turned around, the man behind him suddenly grabbed his hand.

Zhao Rong subconsciously wanted to break away, but his movement of breaking away made the opponent increase his strength.

The man grabbed him hard and led him to the wall. He was not in good health, and it was impossible for him to be stronger than Qiao Nanqi, so he was easily held down by Qiao Nanqi.

He just blinked in front of his eyes, behind him was the wall, and in front of him was Qiao Nanqi who couldn't be pushed away.

"Release!" he snapped.

It's just that he has no experience of losing his temper, and he also has no experience of being ruthless. Even his stern voice doesn't have much momentum.

The man in front of him was not frightened by him at all, he just pressed his hands, lowered his head, and pressed his chin against his shoulder, as if he was blocking him by the wall, as if he was hugging him, or leaning on him .

It's that they have never been close like lovers, but it's not what Zhao Rong likes now.

"Zhao Rong," Qiao Nanqi's slightly drunken voice came from Zhao Rong's ear, "I like you."

These are words that have never been uttered from Qiao Nanqi's mouth in the past ten years.

Unlike the words that just floated in the chat box without sound, each word slowly moved into Zhao Rong's ears, wrapping Qiao Nanqi's voice like a fantasy.

too suddenly.

At this moment, Zhao Rong stopped struggling.

He raised his head, leaned against the wall, and stared up blankly, not knowing where to look.Anyway, don't look at the person in front of you.

Loud music from the bar was still playing non-stop, and the long and narrow walk outside was filled with hustle and bustle.

But it was very quiet between them.

half an hour.

"Qiao Nanqi, let go of me."

Zhao Rong didn't respond to Qiao Nanqi's words at all.

His tone was not as heavy as before, but it sounded like he was exhausted, wrapped in a thick layer of tiredness.

"I hate the smell of alcohol on you," he said. "It smells bad."