Lost [Transmigration Book]

The starry night is overwhelmed by the wind.

The night had just fallen, and it was a good time. Even in the rather lonely villa area, there was still the sound of cars passing by from time to time.

Amidst the faint bustle, Qiao Nanqi was alone at home.

As usual, he went into the study and lit aloes, calmed down, and then turned on the phone.

A lot of messages came out of the phone, from work, from friends...

He put it all aside for now.

He cut off the account, and clicked on the account that actually only added a friend.

The account he has been using has long been blocked by Zhao Rong, but he wants to see Zhao Rong every day, and wants to know everything about Zhao Rong. It is not a long-term solution to use Xiao Wu all the time.

A few days ago, when he went home to feed the cat, he suddenly had an idea—Zhao Rong didn't know that he had already bought the pet store.

So he registered an account and added Zhao Rong as a pet shop assistant.

In fact, what he wants is not much, but to lie in Zhao Rong's list, to be able to check his activities from time to time, and to send a few words to him.

Just like now, as soon as you open it, you can see Zhao Rong's new post.

--"The weather is great."

The attached picture is a landscape photo taken from inside the window.

Qiao Nanqi recognized the tree in the photo.

At that time, he was waiting for Zhao Rong by the path of the nursing home. At the beginning, Zhao Rong didn't reply to the message from his account that sent cats, and he didn't have the mind to play with his mobile phone, but just watched casually.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and they come and go occasionally.He has never observed everything around him so carefully. He looked carefully, and even the model of the passing car, the shape of the clouds before they dispersed, and the clothes of the passers-by...all of them are clearly remembered.

There is also a worker, who should be from the building under construction next to the nursing home. The soles and edges of the shoes are covered with thick cement, and he is holding a sack in his hand. several times.

And behind these pedestrians is the row of trees that have lost all their leaves.It is exactly the same as the one in Zhao Rong's photo.

It seems that when Zhao Rong posted this post, he was accompanying Zhao Ming in a nursing home.

There is nothing special about this scenery, Zhao Rong is obviously in a good mood when he sends it out like this.

Qiao Nanqi subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

He posted the photos he took today as usual, and in order not to reveal his secrets, he added a few photos of other cats that Xiao Wu had taken at the pet store all at once.

After posting, he liked Zhao Rong's post.

Originally wanted to comment, but he really hadn't done such a thing, and the few things he thought of after holding back for a long time were inappropriate.

So he cut it out directly, picked the three cutest ones, and sent them to Zhao Rong in private chat.

Zhao Rong didn't seem to be busy. Not long after the message was sent, when Qiao Nanqi was still staring at the chat box, a new message popped up.

--"Fat."

Apparently it was the cats.

Lying on my belly at home every day, being served like an ancestor every day, can I not get fat?

Qiao Nanqi smiled.

Apart from Zhao Rong asking him a few questions at the very beginning, afterward, for these photos, at most he would say thank you, or even an expression.Today it is rare to evaluate the figures of those ancestors.

Coupled with that news, it is not difficult to see that Zhao Rong is really in a good mood now.

So it was rare for him to say a few more words.

"You look happy today."

"What good happened?"

Back to him: "Yes, it's good news."

Qiao Nanqi wanted to ask what good news it was, but he knew that the account he was using now was just a stranger who had nothing to do with Zhao Rong, and his current relationship with Zhao Rong was even more...

There is no right to ask.

He could only reply: "Congratulations."

There was no reply.

He was already somewhat satisfied.

He thought, if he could keep doing this and approach slowly again, it wouldn't be impossible.

Better than no hope at all.

Qiao Nanqi looked at it for a while before turning off the phone.

Agarwood exudes a faintly visible curl of smoke, and the smell of tranquility wafts in the study, and there seems to be a kitten pawing at the edge of the door outside the door.

There was a little noise outside, but it was quiet inside the door, only Qiao Nanqi was alone.He was always alone.

He opened the drawer under the desk, and saw a pile of envelopes with yellowed curls stacked inside.

There are 37 letters in it, spanning a period of time, and most of them are trivial feelings. The last one said that he didn't seem to read it, so he won't send it in the future.

After discovering the letter that day, Qiao Nanqi went back to his home on Changxi Road and asked someone to pry open the envelope and take it out.He has read every letter in it several times. These days at home, whenever he can't fall asleep, or wakes up from a dream, he will sit here and read it.

Still today.

After replying to the message from the little girl in the pet shop, Zhao Rong put away her phone and put her hands in her pockets.

Fang Zhuoqun, who was walking with him, asked him, "Who are you talking to?"

They had just had a meal together, and they were walking on the path outside Zhao Rong's house.

"No one," he said casually, "A little girl from a pet shop, didn't I foster those cats? She sometimes sends me photos for work."

Fang Zhuoqun sighed sincerely: "These days, even the service of pet shops is so good."

Zhao Rong smiled: "I think she just likes those cats."

"Could it be that you don't mean it? I've seen your momentum of receiving love letters before."

Zhao Rong shook his head: "Probably not."

Not to mention that he dispelled the other party's thoughts the day he went to the pet store, even in the chats these days, this little girl doesn't seem to be interested in anything else.

Although sometimes the news sent may make people think too much at first glance, but when I think about it carefully, I have always been very measured and never said anything deliberately ambiguous.If it's really interesting, it shouldn't stop like this.

Maybe I just like those cats.

For this kind of person who is careful in trivial matters, Zhao Rong always has a better impression of him, so he will chat a few words from time to time, treating him as a friend who will never meet.

He continued the previous topic and said to Fang Zhuoqun: "So you will be my best man that day?"

Fang Zhuoqun sighed: "I still think about you being my best man. If you got married before me, wouldn't you be able to be my best man?"

"It's not a conflict. I'm a fake marriage, not a real one. What's more, we don't care about it."

"That's right. Then you're married?"

"Go to Zhuxi. But the wedding and my going to Zhuxi, please keep it a secret for me first."

As Zhao Rong was talking, he suddenly felt someone watching him nearby.

He looked left and right, and there were some pedestrians walking, and he didn't know who looked him up.Maybe it was just a passing pass.

Fang Zhuoqun said to him: "My car is right in front, you can go home."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

After separating from Fang Zhuoqun, he still walked home along the path.

The moonlight is leisurely.

The wind made Zhao Rong a little cold, he pulled the scarf, lowered his head, and buried his chin in the scarf.

When he reached the door, he was about to take out the key to open the door, when he looked up, he saw someone standing at the door of his house.

He took a step.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, wearing old work clothes, with some traces of cement on his body, like a worker working on a construction site.

His complexion is dark and his facial features are slightly fierce.Half of his face was covered in the shadow cast by the street lights, and he felt a bit sinister.

Seeing Zhao Rong, the man smiled and said, "Third Young Master seems to be in good spirits, have you been doing well recently?"

Zhao Rong suddenly understood where the feeling that someone was watching him just now came from.

He recognized who this person was - the driver beside Chen Jingnian.

Chen Jingnian is the cousin of his cheap father, Chen Fengnian, and the father of Chen Zehe.After Chen Da and Chen Er's accident, Chen Jingnian slipped away quickly and has not been brought to justice so far.

This driver appeared here at this time...

The place where Zhao Rong lives is in the center of the city, and most people in the community are either rich or noble.I don't know how this kind of person got in here.Maybe after he came in, he saw him walking with Fang Zhuoqun, so he took a shortcut and went to the door to stop him.

He frowned, and silently grabbed the alarm with his hand in his pocket.

He said, "Why are you here?"

"Third Young Master has been doing well recently, but I have had a bad life, so I came to ask Third Young Master for some money."

"I don't have much money," Zhao Rong said coldly, "Even if I did, the one you should be looking for is your former master. Didn't he run away? Didn't he leave you any way out?"

"Bah!" said the man, and took a few steps forward, "If I knew where he was, would I still need to look for you?"

Zhao Rong immediately took a few steps back, and said calmly, "That has nothing to do with me. The Chen family belongs to the big brother. If you look for me, I have nothing."

While talking, another walker walked past them.

Neither of them spoke, and when the person walked away, the person said again: "Eldest young master mentioned it earlier, you might know about the old lady's inheritance... I think the Chen family is like this, and third young master is still living like this." Well, surely there is no shortage of money, right?"

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

He didn't refute or admit it, but just gave this person a cold look, and his eyes fell on a monitor not far away.

Then he said: "The security here is good, do you want to try it?"

The man gritted his teeth.

He said: "I stuffed my card number into the crack of Third Young Master's door, if Third Young Master changes his mind—"

"Do you think I'm afraid you'll pester me?" Zhao Rong interrupted the man.

He is no longer the "stupid bag" who had to rely on Chen Da and Chen Er to live a few years ago.

He is not someone who can admit defeat with a simple threat.

Chen Jingnian, the driver, has never been educated. Before becoming Chen Jingnian's driver, he was just an asshole. He was brought by Chen Jingnian's side because of his physical strength and viciousness.He's not a decent person, and he can't be reasonable at all.For this kind of request, he only needs to pay the other party once in order to calm things down this time, and there will only be a second or third time after that...

So even though he was actually a little apprehensive at the moment, his face was still cold.

"If you don't leave, I'll call security."

That person obviously didn't expect Zhao Rong to be so tough.

In the past few years, Zhao Rong seemed to be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing who got the status of a son of an aristocratic family, knew nothing, and had no temper.

Those people in the main house of the Chen family, who didn't say that the third young master is a soft persimmon?

But this soft persimmon suddenly hardened one day.

Seeing that Zhao Rong had already picked up his phone to call the security guard, the man glared at Zhao Rong and left quickly.

Zhao Rong didn't let go of the alarm in his palm, nor put away his phone.

He turned his head and watched the figure of this person disappear around the corner of the corridor, and then he was relieved, opened the door and entered the house.

Sure enough, on the floor of the house, there was a note that the man had stuffed in through the crack of the door, with the phone number and account number on it.

Zhao Rong didn't even look at it, and threw it directly into the trash can.

After entering, he immediately locked the door, called Xu Xin, and asked Xu Xin to come and pick him up to go out recently, and hired a few people to guard by his house, just in case.

Afterwards, he asked someone to come to the door of the house overnight to install a camera or something to prevent thieves.

After such tossing, in the middle of the night, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep.