Lost [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Nanqi heard the sound of the phone vibrating, but he didn't move.

He sat on the bed, took a deep breath, and took a while.

But the purpose of that phone call seemed to be to wake him up, and he didn't give up after being automatically hung up after the time passed, but he called again and again without stopping from the beginning to the end.

When Qiao Nanqi woke up from the horror in his sleep, he picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that the person who was in love with him was Xia Yuantu.

He frowned - what could make Xia Yuantu call him one after another late at night?Company business?

He picked it up, his voice still wrapped in the tiredness of waking up in the middle of the night: "...what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, Xia Yuantu hurriedly said: "You finally answered! Something happened—no, something happened to Xing Ping and Zhao Rong!"

Qiao Nanqi was still a little dazed. He listened to Xia Yuantu's hasty words, turned his mind around, and suddenly woke up: "You said something happened to Zhao Rong?"

After finishing speaking, all the sleepiness he had just now dissipated, and only then did he realize the meaning of the whole sentence: "Who do you say Zhao Rong is with?"

Xia Yuantu was waiting for Qiao Nanqi at the entrance of the hotel. Seeing Qiao Nanqi get out of the car, he turned around and led the people inside, saying, "You came so fast."

Qiao Nanqi was still haggard after being awakened in the middle of the night, and his lower eyelids were even a little blue.He quickly walked into the hotel with him, "Where is Zhao Rong?"

"Upstairs, he and Xingping just gave Xiaoyue a room to rest."

The two walked into the elevator, and Xia Yuantu made a short story about what happened.

He is not the same as Qiao Nanqi and Lu Xingping.He is restless, although he said he can't play with those dudes, but he also likes to play, so there are more friends in these places.But wherever the business is better, the bosses know him.

Therefore, regarding the matter of Zhao Rong and Yu Xian, he even received the call earlier than Lu Xingping.

After much deliberation, he still notified Qiao Nanqi.

"...I just heard people say that when I came here, I didn't expect Zhao Rong to be such a ruthless person." Xia Yuantu watched the number on the elevator display slowly increase, and said, "I have Liu Shun with me, so I'll take it without saying a word." The person was beaten, and after a few hits, the group of second-generation ancestors wanted to go up to help, and Zhao Rong directly pulled out the alarm. How could he carry this kind of thing with him...? Anyway, later, Zhao Rong called Xing Ping and found the nearest place for Xiaoyue to rest."

Qiao Nanqi's expression was terribly gloomy: "Where are those people?"

"Xing Ping has dealt with it. Don't worry about it. It's the first time I've seen Xing Ping's face turn dark like that. I guess he won't show any mercy."

Qiao Nanqi said, "Xing Ping is dealing with Xiaoyue's job, and I'm going to deal with Zhao Rong's job. Make appointments with the family surnamed Yu tomorrow, and the one who appeared tonight. One will make appointments with one." He didn't He said what he was going to do, but the gloomy expression already explained everything.

The elevator stopped slowly, and the door opened with a "ding".

As soon as Qiao Nanqi walked out, he saw Zhao Rong who was closing the door of the room at the end of the long corridor.

Qiao Nanqi, who had a cold face just now, moved his eyes slightly, and his expression eased down.

Zhao Rong obviously just had a hand with someone, the clothes on his body are not smooth, and the hem is even a little wet, maybe the wine was spilled in the chaos just now.

But Qiao Nanqi's attention was not on the clothes.

Even from such a distance, he could see that Zhao Rong's right hand seemed to be red on the tiger's mouth.

Here.

Zhao Rong was in the room just now, and after confirming that Lu Xiaoyue was fine, she just came out after she was too drunk and fell asleep.

Liu Shun asked him softly, "Sleeping?"

"A deep sleep."

"...Then let's go now?" Liu Shun pointed to the wound on Zhao Rong's hand - this wound was scratched by a broken wine bottle in the bar just now, and it was still oozing blood just now. It seems to have stopped.He asked, "Would you like to wrap the wound?"

"Don't worry, I'll go to the hospital in a while, and I'll wait for the senior to come over after disposing of Yu Xian's garbage. If you're sleepy, go back first..."

Zhao Rong leaned against the wall, raised her head, and slightly closed her eyes.

After tossing and tossing all night, he just moved his hands directly. Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Rong gently closed the door and leaned against the wall beside the door.He didn't eat much at night because of the party, and he got up in the middle of the night to toss about this bad thing until now, and now he feels a faint pain in his stomach.

He frowned, and used his uninjured hand to dig into his pocket, trying to find the stomach medicine.

Before he touched the stomach medicine, he suddenly bumped into a ring-shaped thing.

He has worn this thing on his hand for more than a year, and the lines on it can be recognized even if he just brushes it lightly with his fingertips.

Zhao Rong was startled.

When he moved out of Qiao Nanqi's house, he no longer had the ring. He knew where he had forgotten it, but he never looked for it.Nearly two months had passed, and he thought that the ring was lost. He didn't expect that he put on a coat when he went out temporarily today, and it happened to be in the pocket of the coat.

He only paused for a moment, then moved his hand and grabbed the stomach medicine beside him.

There were footsteps getting closer, Zhao Rong just regarded it as a passerby, still leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.

"Liu'er." He called Liu Shun, wanting to ask someone to prepare some warm water for him.

The footsteps were heard suddenly at the moment when he approached him, and Liu Shun suddenly became unresponsive.

There was someone standing in front of him, blocking most of the light, even if he closed his eyes, he could still feel the darkness in front of him.

The man grabbed the wrist of his right hand, and his deep voice contained restrained distress: "Who did it? Does it hurt?"

This voice was all too familiar to him.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes, only to see Qiao Nanqi holding his injured hand and looking down.

Standing aside, Liu Shun was already frozen by the low air pressure emanating from Young Master Qiao's body. Looking at Zhao Rong, he almost had "who am I and what should I do" written on his face.

Seeing Qiao Nanqi's actions, Xia Yuantu immediately understood: "I'll go to the nearest pharmacy to buy some for trauma."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Zhao Rong's first reaction was to withdraw his hand.

But now his stomach hurts a little bit, Qiao Nanqi held his wrist firmly, he didn't twitch too hard, but his wrist was still held by Qiao Nanqi, and it didn't move at all.

Zhao Rong frowned.

He was not surprised that Qiao Nanqi would appear here - after all, it was Lu Xiaoyue's accident, and Lu Xiaoyue was Lu Xingping's most concerned family member.

But what is it that Qiao Nanqi feels sorry for his wound?

This look...

It was as if they were lovers who had only been away for one night and still shared the same bed.

It was Qiao Nanqi who agreed to be with him at the beginning, and it was Qiao Nanqi who still used him as a lover even if they didn't like him after they got together. It was Qiao Nanqi who was indifferent and despised for more than a year. He couldn't even ask for it, so the person in front of him was Qiao Nanqi.

He was willing to believe that Qiao Nanqi had really wanted him to change his mind these days, and really wanted to be with him again.

But how can someone completely ignore when they don't love, and be so paranoid when they say love?

He couldn't love anymore, but this man felt distressed in front of him.

Is it because he wants to coax and make love on the surface so that he can return to his humble life in the dust?

He didn't speak, just calmed down, and said: "I don't want to argue with you now. Let go, I will deal with my injury myself."

"Zhao Rong, I—"

"Also, don't look at me like that."

Qiao Nanqi was taken aback for a moment, and the strength in his hands loosened.

Zhao Rong withdrew his hand, leaned on the wall with the other hand, and said, "I just had a stomachache, but you look at me like this..."

He looked away from Qiao Nanqi's face and whispered, "I'm sick."

Qiao Nanqi froze.

Zhao Rong leaned on the wall and bent over, as if his stomach hurt badly.He wanted to reach out his hand, but his movement froze in mid-air, not daring to touch it.

Seeing that Zhao Rong couldn't stand, Liu Shun recovered from the crash just now: "First, first go in and lie down..."

As Liu Shun said, he quickly took out the room card from Zhao Rong's pocket, and opened the door again.

Qiao Nanqi wanted to help Zhao Rong in, but his expression only moved slightly, and before he could raise his hand, Zhao Rong gave him a cold look.

Perhaps it was because of his discomfort, Zhao Rong's complexion was already pale at the moment, and it made his light black eyes clear and dull, just one glance made him feel cold to the bone.

Qiao Nanqi could only watch as Liu Shun helped Zhao Rong into the house, and followed behind silently.Fortunately, Liu Shun was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he let him in like that.

Lu Xingping opened a suite for Lu Xiaoyue. Lu Xiaoyue fell asleep in the master bedroom, and Liu helped Zhao Rong to the second bedroom by the way.

"Do you want to call a doctor?" Liu Shun asked him in a low voice, then glanced at Qiao Nanqi, his mood can be said to be gloomy - he felt that his life was about to die.

Zhao Rong was very calm, and just said to him in a low voice: "No, I have stomach medicine, just give me a cup of hot water."

Liu Shun got up and was about to boil water, but Qiao Nanqi suddenly said, "I'll go, you stay with him in the room."

"Hey, don't, don't, young master, you sit down, I can still boil the water—"

"Liuer." Zhao Rong interrupted him suddenly.

"Eh?"

"Let him go."

Zhao Rong didn't look at Qiao Nanqi while speaking.He was really tired and sleepy, he didn't take off his clothes, he just lay on the bed leaning on the pillow, closed his eyes and rested.

Qiao Nanqi listened, but his eyes moved slightly, and he actually smiled.

Just now, Zhao Rong's "disgusting" sentence was like a ignited sharp arrow, not only trying to pierce his heart, but also torturing him like burning every bit of his blood bit by bit.

When he thought of Zhao Rong's years, when he was not feeling well or when he was injured, there were no such people around him, and he was not there, so he was already a little out of breath.He wanted to make amends, but Zhao Rong said his eyes were "disgusting".

At this moment, Zhao Rong is suddenly willing to let him take care of him, which is tantamount to giving him a rope to climb up the mouth of the well when he is desperate.

He hurriedly said, "I'm going now."

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

Liu Shun kept silent like a cicada.

When Qiao Nanqi went to boil water, Xia Yuantu came back after buying medicine.

This young master is also a master who has never served anyone. Zhao Rong's hand is just a skin trauma drawn by broken glass bottle slag. All the medicines in that row were packed, and I came back with a big bag.

Zhao Rong looked at a large package of medicine that could be set up in a stall, and was almost lost his temper by these rich young masters.

Liu Shun was afraid of Qiao Nanqi, although he wasn't afraid of Xia Yuantu, but Xia Yuantu was similar to Qiao Nanqi, and it was those dudes like them who would make a detour.

Young Master Qiao went to boil the water. He didn't dare to let Xia Yuantu do the bandaging, so he hurriedly asked Zhao Rong how to bandage, and followed the steps clumsily.

In the past, if he got along with others, he wished he could move as little as possible. Now in this room where the air pressure has dropped to freezing point, Liu Shun almost didn't cry because he had something to divert his attention.

While the wound was being treated, Qiao Nanqi came in with a cup of steaming white water.

Liu Shun watched helplessly. Young Master Qiao, whom he rarely even had a chance to meet, carefully placed the water glass on the bedside table by Zhao Rong's hand, suppressing the vague joy and obvious heartache.

Then he heard Qiao Nanqi whisper, "Zhao Rong?"

Zhao Rong slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at the water beside him, then at Qiao Nanqi who was standing by the bed, and sat up slightly enduring the stomachache.

Liu Shun poured out a stomach medicine for him, thinking in his heart—the third young master is so powerful that Qiao Da bowed his head to serve him.Although he didn't know why the atmosphere in the room was like this, but looking at it like this, Zhao Rong went down the steps, and after two days he and Qiao Da reconciled, it won't be like now, even the air is frozen, right?

As if confirming Liu Shun's guess, Zhao Rong stretched out his left hand, holding the handle of the cup, and slowly raised the cup filled with hot water.

Looking at him, Qiao Nanqi breathed a sigh of relief, his expression slightly relaxed.

next moment.

Zhao Rong's wrist moved slightly.

Under the gaze of Xia Yuantu and Liu Shun, he looked at Qiao Nanqi, bit by bit, slowly——

He poured all the water in the cup onto the ground.

The sound of water droplets splashing one after another resounded in the silence

He let go, and the water glass fell vertically to the ground, and instantly shattered in the pool of hot water on the ground.

Qiao Nanqi's expression froze.

As if he didn't realize what happened for a moment, he blankly glanced at the debris and water marks on the ground.

For a moment, he slowly clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and asked in a low voice, "...why?"

Liu Shunxin raised it in her throat, afraid that Young Master Qiao would turn his back on him in the next second.

However, Zhao Rong seemed to have just done something very ordinary. His expression was indifferent, and his tone was a little weak, but a little cold.

He said, "It's too hot, I don't want to drink it."

Liu Shun held his breath.

He thought: It’s over, it’s over, he and Zhao Rong are over, their Liu family is going to be over—

Before he could finish the words in his heart, he saw that Qiao Nanqi slightly restrained his previous expression, and said softly, "I'll add some cold water."

Afterwards, Qiao Nanqi turned around and went out of the room to the living room, poured another cup of hot water, and measured the temperature directly by covering the side of the cup with his hands.The moment he covered it, his hands trembled, obviously scalded, he let go of his hand suddenly, took a new bottle of mineral water, and poured some into it.

This went back and forth three or four times, and then he walked in again with warm water at just the right temperature, and gently put the water glass by Zhao Rong's hand.

Zhao Rong glanced at him again.

This time, he didn't even raise the glass, but directly raised his hand and swept down the new glass of water.

The shards of glass shattered all over the floor, mixing with the glass slag just now.

"...Zhao Rong," Qiao Nanqi's tone was pleading, "If you're angry, you can wait until you've rested before venting your anger. You haven't taken your medicine—"

"Yes, I haven't taken the medicine yet." Zhao Rong felt the throbbing pain in his stomach and said steadily, "So you still don't understand?"

"I'd rather be in pain than care about your cheap one."