Lost [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Rong hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the phone, opened the chat box, and sure enough, after his question, Lu Xingping only replied with a single good word.

He stared at the screen for a while, and then he recovered from it, and said to Liu Shun, "Let's go."

The room they opened was on the top floor, there were not many rooms, and the corridor was empty, Lu Xingping should have taken Lu Xiaoyue home.As for the room Qiao Nanqi lived in last night, the door was open, and someone was cleaning it, and Qiao Nanqi had left long ago.

Zhao Rong glanced at the carpet.

There was nothing on it, nothing at all.

The ring has already been picked up.

He looked away, and walked into the elevator with Liu Shun.

the other end.

last night.

Xiao Wu was awakened by Xia Yuantu's phone call in his sleep.After the old man went back, he was a little worried about the new situation at the hotel. He wanted to call Qiao Nanqi to ask how he was doing, but he called several times, but no one answered.

However, there was something wrong with the temporary company that Xia Yuantu had to deal with, so he called Xiao Wu and called him up in the middle of the night to go to the hotel to keep an eye on it.

When Xiao Wu arrived according to the address and room number given by Xia Yuantu, it was already very late, and the weather outside was getting colder and colder, and there was a faint tendency of wind and rain.

The heating was temporarily turned on in the hotel, and the warm wind blowing in the corridor made people very dizzy.

So much so that when Xiao Wu saw what Qiao Nanqi was doing for the first time, he even felt that he hadn't woken up. He had been dreaming since he received Xia Yuantu's call just now.

In the past, someone even prepared a cup of tea and brought something to the front of your eyes. His whole body was clean and tidy from head to toe, and he was even picky to the point that he didn't have any wrinkles. At this moment, he was half kneeling and half sitting on the ground, with his head bowed. , holding something in his hand.

His eyes were red, and his face was haggard from not sleeping well. Even when Xiao Wu approached, he didn't respond.

For a moment, he could only think of the word "worry".

"……gentlemen?"

Xiao Wu slowly knelt down in front of him, "Are you...? Mr. Xia let me see if you need any help..."

Qiao Nanqi just glanced at him.

He seemed to be reacting now, and was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he actually lowered his voice and said, "Did you come by car?"

His voice was very low and deep, cautious, as if he was afraid of waking someone up.

Xiao Wu nodded.

He glanced at Qiao Nanqi's hand again, and then he saw from the exposed edge of it that it seemed to be a ring.

Qiao Nanqi grasped the things in his hands, and said, "Go home—go back to the place where I lived before."

"But I haven't found someone to clean it up..."

"Go back there first." There was an irrefutable affirmation in his tone.

Xiao Wu had no choice but to drive Qiao Nanqi home.

After going back, Qiao Nanqi asked Xiao Wu to go back to rest, and asked Xiao Wu to find someone to clean up tomorrow and bring the cat back by the way.

After that, he didn't care about the room that hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and started to search through his memory after entering the room.Although his house is big, he doesn't use many places on weekdays, mostly bedrooms, study rooms and piano rooms.The bedroom is just a place to sleep, Zhao Rong likes to stay, he prefers to stay in the study.

So Qiao Nanqi first found a box and put away the wedding ring that Zhao Rong threw on the ground, temporarily placed it on the desk, and then began to search for another ring along the cabinets in the study.

He is actually very clear that even if he finds it, Zhao Rong doesn't care if he wears it or not.

But he still wants to find it.

Just like Zhao Rong lost it, he picked it up, as long as he found it, he could tell himself that he could pick it up again, and find it again.

Qiao Nanqi looked at them one by one in a state of confusion, not even letting go of the gaps in the books.

He searched and searched, and when he found a shelf, he paused.

His eyes stopped on a stack of letter papers on an empty grid.

Earlier memories flashed by - it seemed that Zhao Rong threw it in the trash can in the living room before he left.

After the housekeeper picked it up, Xia Yuantu put it here for him. At that time, he didn't recognize his feelings for Zhao Rong, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these miscellaneous things.

But now, Zhao Rong has left too completely, he has nothing related to Zhao Rong, only a ring and a litter of cats.Such things that Zhao Rong discarded casually, to him, are actually one of the few things that are connected with Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong discarded it like a pot, but Qiao Nanqi held it like a treasure.

Even though it might just be a pile of rubbish to Zhao Rong, Qiao Nanqi still reached out and picked up the pile of things.

The top one is a stack of letter paper, the edges of which are yellowing, obviously old, and I don't know what it is used for.When Zhao Rong was young, did he have a habit or hobby of using letters?

Qiao Nanqi stood in front of the bookshelf, neatly arranged the papers and put them aside, and then saw a few unused envelopes.Although the envelope didn't contain anything, it had already been stamped, and there were a few lines of elegant handwriting on it. It was obvious that the person who wrote the letter had already prepared some preparations for later use, but for some reason it was never used again.

One of the addresses was an address Qiao Nanqi didn't know, signed by Zhao Rong.

And another column...

It's his address on Changxi Road.

At the end, the words "Qiao Nanqi" are neatly written.

Is this what Zhao Rong planned to send to him?The paper was yellowed, and the address was where he had lived when he was a teenager.Could it be that Zhao Rong sent him letters in addition to those cats back then?

But he never opened that mailbox.

It's not that I didn't look at it on purpose, but I never thought that I could get something out of it.

He resisted the urge to go back to his old house on Changxi Road to open the mailbox, moved the envelope away, and found something underneath.

This is not a paper item like a letter envelope, but an ID card the size of a palm.Although this document does not look new, it is not as old as letter paper, and the plastic film at the corners is also slightly rolled up.

The name of Zhao Rong University is written on the top of the certificate, and the lower part is "librarian worker" in eight smaller characters.

The photo of Zhao Rong when he was in college is on the right, the background is a dark blue, which makes the skin of the young man in the photo fairer, and the slightly evoked smile is as bright as before, but the eyes are more restrained, and the youth is gone The natural greenness in the facial features of the period.

At first glance, it seemed that the young man who had just returned to Chen's house and hid all his light was smiling at him with crooked eyebrows.

On the other side of the photo is Zhao Rong's name, and the semester time that Zhao Rong worked with.

This time made Qiao Nanqi stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the time when he often went to the library.And the end of time happened to be the semester he graduated from university.

This sudden work permit was like an arrow from nowhere, piercing his body and pinning him in place, unable to move.

Qiao Nanqi was short of breath.

library……?

Some seemingly trivial memories popped up in his mind.

——"Did Chen Er say why he did this?"

——"Speaking of which, Chen Da discovered that he often went to the library for a while, and was afraid that he would have other ideas."

——"Yes. Later, Chen Da imprisoned him for more than a month, and found that he was indeed too muddy to support the wall, so he let him go."

For a while, he was pushed so hard by He Nan that it was useless for Lu Xingping to calm him down.He tried to read books, went to sit in the library of Zhao Rong's university, and sat for a long time.

When he first started, he just wanted to give it a try and didn't think he would stay long.

But I don't know from which day, a series of book lists appeared in the books he was reading, which were printed out, and the ink on the paper even had a brand new smell that had just been printed.This person acted self-righteously, but after Qiao Anqing left, he lived alone in Qiao's house. His guard and vigilance had already been tempered, so he couldn't feel that someone did it deliberately?

It’s just that it’s impossible for this behavior to harm him, and the list of books is actually very suitable for the case. He read it and became addicted to it. The frequency of coming to the library is much higher, and even those negative emotions are not so helpless. vented everywhere.

Without that period of time, he didn't even know what would happen to him after he couldn't suppress his emotions.

This series of book lists seems to span time, wrapping around him bit by bit, dragging him out of the desperate situation that is always on the verge of collapse.Like the blankness of his dark time, it is an incompatible bright light.

During that time, he would occasionally see Lu Xingping in the library.

Coupled with the relationship between him and Lu Xingping, Qiao Nanqi had always thought that this was also a way for Lu Xingping to help him.It's just that Lu Xingping didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't take the initiative to mention it.

In recent years, he has voluntarily mentioned several books he read in college, but Lu Xingping didn't respond to it.He didn't think about other possibilities, because no one else knew his situation during that time, and he couldn't find another person who could be both knowledgeable and delicate.

He just pretended that Lu Xingping didn't care.

present.

Some dark past that he had never discovered sprouted in his heart, and those scattered puzzle pieces slowly gathered in his mind.

Gather sand into a tower.

The tower weighed heavily on his heart, so painful that he could hardly move.

Qiao Nanqi loosened his fingers, and the certificate in his hand slipped from his fingertips, and fell to the ground with a "click".

He felt that his eyes were a little sore, and he blinked slowly, trying to suppress the soreness, but he didn't want to, but his eyes became more and more blurred.

Even Zhao Rong's smile on the certificate was blurred.

original……

It turned out to be the case.

When he thought that there was no long-term companionship in this world, Zhao Rong used that litter of wild cats to quietly tell him that companionship existed.

He also felt that after Qiao Anqing left, no one in this world could treat him well without reservation, without expecting anything in return. Prove to him a lonely dedication.

Even though the Chen family stared at Zhao Rong like that, Zhao Rong couldn't say anything or reveal anything, so he still did it.

Even so...

Qiao Nanqi thought of the winter day more than a year ago.

On the night after an unknown party, Zhao Rong ran out chasing him who had left early, and called out to him.

He turned around.

But Zhao Rong hesitated: "I, I have one, one thing I want to ask..."

He stood there without moving, waiting for Zhao Rong to speak.

After a long time, Zhao Rong lowered his head and finally choked out: "...If you need a marriage partner, I can do it."

At that time, Qiao Nanqi's face moved slightly, first he was surprised, and then he pretended to think for a while.

He should have weighed the pros and cons, should have probed cautiously, and should have investigated carefully.But he seemed to have just thought about it for a while at that time - if it was Zhao Rong, it was not impossible.

So he nodded: "OK."

……

The wind outside became louder.

Fine flakes of snow drifted outside the window, under the illumination of the night light, it looked like flying catkins glowing with light.

The ice cold covered the four directions, but he was the only one in the four directions.

He just discovered these truths, but Zhao Rong left.

These traces of the past were even lightly thrown into the trash can by Zhao Rong, obviously not paying attention.

When he was impatient in the past, Zhao Rong had no chance to speak.Now Zhao Rong obviously has many opportunities to tell him that it is fine to repay him with kindness, or simply to ridicule him, but Zhao Rong still didn't say anything.It's like once loving silently, without asking for a response, leaving, throwing these away, and quietly taking away those memories.

...is this the way to love?

There is such a person, spanning more than ten years, who exhausted all his strength and courage to accompany him silently and love him with actions just because of the little light he shed with his little effort, leaving the softest place in his heart. So gentle.

The man was pushed away by his own hands.

He was obviously moved by Zhao Rong, who broke into his world and had a faintly different temperament from other people. He clearly fell in love with Zhao Rong long before he knew the truth. So he held Zhao Rong's hand, and Zhao Rong became each other's lives.

They could have been different.

But he just walked forward alone.

Now he wants to go back and hold the other party's hand again, but even if he offers all his hands, under the long-term companionship and secret support, all good things, all compensations, and all mistakes will be corrected. It's all like a hypocrisy amidst guilt.

His liking is too light.

Vulnerable, not worth mentioning.