Lost [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Nanqi didn't take back the hand holding the business card for a moment.

The wind made his hands a little cold, but it didn't seem to be as cold as Zhao Rong's words.

Just now Zhao Rong spoke calmly, but he still noticed the pauses and changes in his words.When talking about going home, Zhao Rong paused and changed his words to "you there".

This business card missed its due time, and Zhao Rong no longer calls the place where they lived together for more than a year home.

He recalled it, and thought of the time half a year ago, when he and He Nanda had a quarrel, so that he had the lingering nightmare of his youth, and couldn't sleep all day and all night.

He was at Lu Xingping's place at that time, and when he recovered a little, Lu Xingping told him that Zhao Rong had called.

When he returned home in the middle of the night, he saw that Zhao Rong was soundly asleep there, and thought that it was Zhao Rong who came to urge him to go home again, so he went to other places to discuss matters the next day.

It's like this...

The two rows of trees around have completely lost their leaves, and amidst the rustling wind, there is no swaying gracefully, only bleakness.From time to time, people passing by on the path of the nursing home, passing by in twos and threes or alone, brought a burst of chatter and laughter from time to time.

It made the relationship between them more peaceful.

For a moment, Qiao Nanqi didn't make any excuses, but slowly withdrew the business card and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Zhao Rong saw that he was silent for a long time, but he didn't move either.

When Qiao Nanqi came to him like this before, he would always pester him unpleasantly.Instead of walking away from this person but being stopped by this person, it is better to finish talking at once before leaving.

While he was still waiting for Qiao Nanqi's words as usual, which seemed to be to persuade him to stay but was still high above him, the man said, "I didn't ask clearly."

Qiao Nanqi lowered his eyes slightly to look at Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong's figure was reflected in those brownish eyes.

He didn't do anything, and he even felt extremely restrained. His eyes seemed to be surging, but they were covered by heavy peaks, and no waves came out.

He said again: "It's cold outside, you go in, I won't bother you anymore."

Zhao Rong was even a little surprised for a moment.

He didn't know what kind of medicine Qiao Nanqi sold in the gourd, but it's a good thing to not be entangled too much.

He turned around and walked quickly into the courtyard.

Before opening the door, he paused, then turned to look at Qiao Nanqi.

He said, "Mr. Joe, take off the ring."

Qiao Nanqi subconsciously touched the wedding ring on his ring finger, his complexion seemed to be paler because of coldness or what Zhao Rong said.

His voice was slightly low: "I just wear it myself...it doesn't affect you."

He only wears it by himself, and he no longer expects Zhao Rong to wear it too.

But Zhao Rong said: "I have never left the other ring in the past year or so, as long as it is a friend around me, it will be recognized."

"You don't wear it, throw it away...or find someone who is willing to follow you obediently to play the game of wearing a wedding ring with you, buy a new pair, it's fine."

"But you're wearing it now, and you're only misleading those who know us."

"It will affect me," he said slowly, "I don't want people to think that I still have anything to do with you."

"I may still fall in love with or marry someone else. Such misunderstandings have a great impact on me."

Qiao Nanqi already clenched his fists.

He felt as if his mind was filled with cool wind at this moment, which made him feel that he had heard it wrong.

Zhao Rong didn't want him to wear the wedding ring anymore.

Zhao Rong also said that she might fall in love and get married in the future...

He didn't want to pick it anymore.

But Zhao Rong didn't move, just looked at his hands.

half an hour.

Qiao Nanqi slowly let go of his hand and took off the ring from his finger.

He took off very slowly, as if expecting Zhao Rong to change his words.

But Zhao Rong just watched.

After the ring left his hand, Zhao Rong looked away, opened the door and entered the house.

Inside the house, the nurse who took care of Zhao Ming was cooking in the kitchen, and there was a clear fragrance of vegetables in the hall.A variety show that Zhao Rong didn't recognize was playing on the TV screen. Zhao Ming was sitting on the sofa with loose wool piled on his legs, as if he was knitting a scarf.

Her craftsmanship is very good. Although there is only a short piece of knitting hanging on the knitting needle, it is enough to see that it is no different from the ones bought in the store.The wool is still light gray, which is Zhao Rong's preference.

"Mom," Zhao Rong stepped forward helplessly, "I have more than a dozen scarves."

Zhao Ming raised his head and smiled at him: "It's just in time, I accidentally loosened the wool just now, come here and help me untie it."

Zhao Rong had already sat down beside her.

Although he said it was too much, he was actually happy to see Zhao Ming doing these things that didn't take a lot of thought but could move.Zhao Ming's illness is irreversible, and he needs to communicate and move around more. Even if Zhao Rong is by his side, it is impossible to talk to her all day—after all, Zhao Ming can't be the only one in his life, and it is good to be able to do more of these things. of.

He smiled and picked up the loose end of the wool, and said, "It's a bit longer, I like to wrap it around more."

While speaking, he glanced out the window.

The driver who was waiting somewhere just now had already driven the car in front of Qiao Nanqi and opened the back seat door for him.Before Qiao Nanqi got into the car, he turned his head and glanced this way, and happened to meet Zhao Rong's gaze.

The glass windows in the nursing home are all one-way, and you can't see anything from the outside.

But Zhao Rong still looked away.

He heard Zhao Ming ask him: "Is that your friend?"

Zhao Rong was startled.

He reacted for a while, and then realized that perhaps Zhao Ming no longer remembered Qiao Nanqi.Zhao Mingben was always sober and sometimes not sober. In the past two years, he only saw Qiao Nanqi once again. Even though he had heard the name from Zhao Rong countless times in the past, he might not be able to recognize him.

He just moved his expression slightly, and continued to twist the gray wool in his hands, saying: "...that's it."

"Does Xiaorong have a bad relationship with him?"

Zhao Rong thought she hadn't revealed anything, "Why do you ask that?"

"I see that you haven't spoken to him." Zhao Ming also glanced out the window, but there was no one there. "I saw him waiting for you outside, so I thought you would call him in to talk."

Zhao Rong never thought that Zhao Ming would notice this.

He really had no intention of letting Qiao Nanqi in just now.

He didn't want Zhao Ming to be bothered by this, so he lied for the first time: "It's nothing important, just say a few words, there's no need to come in."

The variety show on the TV broadcasted a clip of playing games, and there were overlapping laughter from many people.

Zhao Rongtuan put the yarn aside, and finally said the main purpose of today.

"Mom, I want to tell you something."

His expression was too serious, and Zhao Ming unconsciously stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

He smiled, "I might be getting married."

Zhao Ming was slightly stunned: "Didn't you say that you don't plan for the time being? With whom?"

"I suddenly changed my mind," Zhao Rong said slowly, "When the matter is settled, he will come to see you with me."

He didn't say it was just a fake marriage to get an inheritance.

When Fang Zhuoqun came to accompany them for dinner, Zhao Ming asked him about his future plans when he asked Zhao Rong to be his best man, and he would inadvertently mention this in the future.Although Zhao Ming has always said that Zhao Rong can choose whatever he wants, but Zhao Rong can tell that Zhao Ming is actually worried.

I was worried that she would suddenly leave someday under the torment of her illness, leaving Zhao Rong alone.

Every parent always worries that their children will repeat their mistakes.

Zhao Rong thought, since he wants to fulfill the marriage contract, why not just follow the tricks and pretend that Zhao Ming knows that he has a new marriage.

Lu Xingping also agreed, after returning from the trip this week, the two of them will come to the nursing home together after finishing their marriage contract and inheritance.

For the past two years or so, he and Qiao Nanqi were together, and Zhao Ming didn't see anyone, and he didn't think there was anything - after all, Zhao Ming spent half of the time in a daze.At that time, even if he and Lu Xing divided the inheritance equally and took Zhao Ming to Zhuxi, Zhao Ming would not feel that there was anything wrong, but would rest assured that he would not be alone and would have one less worry.

Sure enough, upon hearing Zhao Rong's words, Zhao Ming did not doubt that there was him, but was a little pleasantly surprised, and smiled faintly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to bring him."

On the way home, Qiao Nanqi asked someone to contact him to see if there was a better doctor, then sat in the car and looked at the wedding ring in his hand.

The one that belonged to Zhao Rong that he picked up that day was lying in the safe at home. He was wearing this one just so that he could see it from time to time, and he didn't think too much about it.

But Zhao Rong didn't even want him to wear it.

He held onto the ring for a long time and looked at it, after all, he didn't put it on again against Zhao Rong's wishes, but put it in his pocket as a treasure.

After arriving home, Sister Li was busy in the kitchen, and a few kittens were lying lazily on the cat tree in the living room.Hearing the sound of his return, they all ran down and rubbed around his ankle, obviously hungry.

After pouring out the cat food, he took a few recent photos of the cats with no visible background, and added a new post on Zhao Rong's account, before washing his hands and going into the kitchen.

Even though he had explained earlier in the morning, the moment he entered the kitchen, Sister Li was still a little uncomfortable and said, "Mr. Qiao is back...do you want to start learning now?"

Qiao Nanqi stood at the door.

He took off his coat, and inside was a white shirt with a less formal style, which was incompatible with the fireworks here.He was very tall, and at this station, the kitchen was obviously not cramped at all, but somehow it seemed a little crowded.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it will appear in such a place.

But he nodded: "Are these what Zhao Rong used to eat?"

At a glance, even if he doesn't go into the kitchen very much, he can tell that the soup made from these ingredients and seasonings must be clear and watery.

It is obviously nourishing the stomach.

Sister Li shook her head: "Not all of them. When the husband is here, they don't eat these things."

Qiao Nanqi heard the implication.

He paused, then slowly folded up the cuffs of his shirt and walked in.

Sister Li knew that he had never had any experience in this area, so she picked the simplest way to start.

But no matter what, it was the first time for him to touch these human fireworks. No matter how flexible his hands are on the keys, no matter how fast he learns, things that practice makes perfect are still a bit clumsy.

Even caught off guard, the edge of the knife cut through his fingertips.

But he just went to treat the wound, and then came back and said: "Continue."

Sister Li has been working at Qiao Nanqi's house for more than a year.

In the past year or so, she has been in contact with Zhao Rong the most. Even if Zhao Rong has not been seen in the past few months, Qiao Nanqi is not at home very much. She doesn't know much about Qiao Nanqi at all.

I only know that in my impression, Mr. Qiao has a successful career at a young age, but he is too difficult to get close to, and his temperament is incompatible with ordinary people like them. It always makes people unable to summon up the courage to chat more.

It happened to be such a person, at this very moment, he actually frowned at a crooked piece of tofu.

She boldly persuaded: "Actually, Mr. Qiao wants to eat these, or for Xiao Zhao to eat, just let me do it. What are you doing so hard?"

His voice was very deep, as if he was immersed in the heat and smoke: "It's not the same."

He used to let others do everything, and he didn't listen to or see anything himself, so he has been blinded until now.

moment.

Qiao Nanqi suddenly asked: "Do you know what kind of younger generation female elders in their fifties usually like?"