Lost [Transmigration Book]

The next day.

Zhao Ming's caregiver had something to do at home temporarily, so she called Zhao Rong to ask if she could ask for leave.

Zhao Rong asked, Zhao Ming was in good spirits today, and he was knitting scarves on the sofa early in the morning, so he asked people to go home to deal with things first, clean up by himself, and asked Xu Xin to drive him to the nursing home.

Amidst the traffic, Xu Xin turned the steering wheel and asked him, "What happened last night? I have to hire someone suddenly."

"It's not a big thing, it's a small thing," Zhao Rong said, "My second uncle's driver came to me yesterday to ask for money, and I was worried that he would be violent if he didn't ask for it, so I wanted to find someone to watch it by my side during this time. on."

"I seem to have a little impression of that person..." Xu Xin frowned, "He's a local ruffian. He has no skills. He used to just act like a boss."

"Did you find anything about Ruan Cheng?"

Xu Xin shook his head: "Not so fast."

Zhao Rong didn't say any more, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He planned to stay with Zhao Ming in the nursing home for a whole day today, and when he got to the door, he asked Xu Xin to drive back to rest.

When he pushed the door and entered, Zhao Rong heard the relatively loud sound of variety shows on the TV.

He was about to walk up to Zhao Ming, but when he looked up, he stopped.

In the living room, a gray scarf that had already been woven was neatly folded and placed on one side. Zhao Ming was sitting on the sofa, and Qiao Nanqi was sitting on the other side, making some handmade gadgets with Zhao Ming.

There is a row of things stacked on the coffee table. Judging from the outer packaging, they are all handmade to pass the time.

Zhao Ming obviously liked it very much, and played with it with a smile.Although Qiao Nanqi's smile was not deep, his expression was as deep as ever, but his eyes fell seriously on what Zhao Ming was doing, and he said something from time to time, as if he was teaching.

He is smart already, he can learn anything as soon as he learns it, and Zhao Ming can correct it immediately every time he asks a reminder.

At this moment, in this square inch of land, there is such a noisy and peaceful feeling.

This was the scene that Zhao Rong expected to happen the most. At this moment, it was suddenly presented in front of him. Standing by the door, Zhao Rong was really touched for a moment.

He was a little annoyed that this person came uninvited, but this scene was too in line with his expectations, and he suddenly became a little complicated.It seemed that he had already walked a hundred steps forward, and when he looked back at the fork in the road, he realized that the belated flowers were blooming there.

And he's going to go further.

He is going to have a fake but grand wedding with Lu Xingping.

He is leaving Yangcheng too.

Maybe it was because the variety show was too loud. When Zhao Rong opened the door, neither of them could react.

After a few seconds, Qiao Nanqi raised his eyes and suddenly met Zhao Rong's gaze.

When he first saw Zhao Rong, Qiao Nanqi's eyes flashed with joy for a moment.

But when he saw Zhao Rong's face, he seemed to panic for a moment. He lost his grip on the tool that Zhao Ming was holding, and it fell on the table with a "da".

He stood up: "I..."

Zhao Ming turned around: "Xiao Rong is here? I saw your friend was waiting for you outside again today, so I asked him to come in and sit down first. I didn't expect to be so polite and bring so many things."

Zhao Rong's cold face towards Qiao Nanqi was put away at this moment. He walked forward slowly, as if he didn't see Qiao Nanqi, and picked up the fluffy gray scarf.

"Mom finished knitting?"

"Just finished knitting, I see you used to wear a brown one, so I want to prepare a gray one for you, and you like it too. It's just that there are too many Xiaorong scarves, so I don't know if I need them or not."

In fact, Zhao Rong has worn all kinds of scarves.He has been in poor health since he was a child, prone to fever and colds, and has always been afraid of the cold.In winter, the basic scarf is always on the body and must be worn.

He likes plain colors, and the scarves are mostly black, white and brown.If there is a difference, at most some wear more and some wear less.

Zhao Ming would say that he always wears that one because Zhao Ming doesn't really remember much, otherwise he wouldn't have forgotten what Qiao Nanqi looked like when he met him once.

Most of what she can remember are things from his childhood, or scenes that happened too many times in recent years.

Zhao Rong didn't only wear one, Zhao Rong also told her that there were many, and she would think that Zhao Rong only wore that one, but it was because...

In the past few years, Zhao Rong wore that scarf most often.

Zhao Rong knew it well, and didn't bother to explain it to Zhao Ming in front of Qiao Nanqi.

He just smiled and said, "It's useful."

He sat down beside him with his scarf in his arms, still not looking at Qiao Nanqi, and let Qiao Nanqi stand.

He continued casually: "I can't find any other scarves, and I don't like the brown color anymore. Things get tired after being used too much, so it's good to get a new one."

Qiao Nanqi stared for a moment, apparently understanding the meaning of Zhao Rong's words - when they were not together, in the sensual place, the scarf he handed Zhao Rong to wipe his face was brown.

His breathing was slightly stagnant, his eyes were astringent, and he suddenly fell into a slump.

Zhao Rong didn't see Qiao Nanqi's expression at all.

He neither drove people away nor entertained them.

He didn't even tell Qiao Nanqi to sit down, and started chatting with Zhao Ming.He did not refuse what Qiao Nanqi brought, and continued to work with Zhao Ming.For some reason, Qiao Nanqi also had a seat behind him, so he just stood and watched.

Zhao Ming didn't think about many things, so he didn't notice that Qiao Nanqi was standing all the time.

This stop is more than an hour.

Qiao Nanqi looked at Zhao Rong and smiled from time to time, and when those peach blossom eyes were bent, it seemed to capture all the freehand brushwork in the world.

Those light black eyes are even more like stars and moons, very bright, as if they can hold everything.

But he was the only one in his eyes.

He can only watch.

During the period, he went to pour two glasses of water, Zhao Ming drank it, but Zhao Rong never touched it.

His legs were a little numb from standing, but Zhao Rong didn't speak, he was really worried that Zhao Rong would be angry, and felt that Zhao Rong had treated him well by not saying anything to drive him away.

When he saw Zhao Rong smiling, he even thought that it would be nice if he could stand like this and see more.

After Zhao Ming was tired and fell asleep in the room, Zhao Rong who stayed in the living room looked at Qiao Nanqi.

As he turned his eyes, the previous gentle expressions were all put away, leaving only a touch of coldness.

Qiao Nanqi knew that he was going to issue an order to evict the guests, so he said first, "I'm sorry, I came today uninvited."

"Thanks to you, Mr. Qiao, who never came uninvited before." Zhao Rong smiled lightly as if telling a joke, "That's why my mother doesn't recognize you, and let you come in and do these things for a while." things that arise."

Qiao Nanqi's face froze.

"Not on a whim."

"...I didn't want you to forgive me and accept me because of this."

Zhao Rong blinked slowly, but did not speak.

As if to let Qiao Nanqi finish.

His facial features are naturally very gentle, his brows and eyes are gentle, even when they are sharp, only his words can be sharper, and when his face is cold, only his eyes are colder.

With such a face, when she becomes quiet, she is extremely relieved.

As Qiao Nanqi watched, there was even a flash of distraction, he wanted to hug Zhao Rong, and wanted to bury Zhao Rong on the side of Zhao Rong's neck like before.

But it was just a flash, and he didn't dare to think about it.

In such a situation before, Zhao Rong would either block him directly, or would retort out loud. Such a quietness actually made Qiao Nanqi feel a little uneasy.

"I know I missed a lot in the past, I didn't help you when I should, and everything I do now is to make up for it. But you..."

He looked at Zhao Rong's face, cautiously, and then continued: "But she is your only relative, and I also want to make her happy. I couldn't help you before, but I can in the future. I have asked someone to go Find other experts, and I will bring them immediately when there is good news.”

"I have figured it out in the past few days. My previous method was wrong. I will change it. If you don't want to believe in sudden liking, then I will make this liking a little bit longer."

"If you don't have time, I can come and talk to her, and I can learn to do other things, take care of her, take care of you. I missed a year, and I can use the same year, or even two, three years ...I won't trouble you, I told your mother that we are just friends, you can even just treat me as a caregiver..."

Zhao Rong lowered her head and quietly listened to Qiao Nanqi's words.

In the end, he only asked: "How much are those things you brought?"

Qiao Nanqi was taken aback.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, he didn't want to say it, but he dared not say it.

So he almost grinded half of it out of his throat and said the price.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly: "I will transfer it to Xiao Wu, and ask him to transfer it back to you."

"Zhao Rong, what I just said..."

"I heard what you said just now," Zhao Rong slowly raised his head, and met Qiao Nanqi's gaze directly, "I know what you mean."

"But persistence is a thing that can only be confirmed by the passage of time. It can only have a good ending when it reaches the end. But every day, it faces two forks in the road of continuation and failure. Such persistence may fail. Now you can feel that you can persist for many years, but..."

"You've only been here for a day..."

"I……"

Qiao Nanqi seemed to want to refute.But what Zhao Rong said was not wrong, and he couldn't refute it.

"Yes, I am a mediocre person. I really hope that there is someone who can form a family with me and accompany me and my mother every day. But you can come here today because you can't let go of me for a short time. You can come tomorrow. How about one month later? One year later? You have so many things, you have your career, how many people are flocking to and staring at the ones owned by the Qiao family? To do such a waste of time?"

"I can." Without thinking.

"Then what about the career, family property, and status you have achieved over the years? How about the success you have maintained until now?"

Qiao Nanqi was startled this time.

He had never been asked such a question.

From childhood to adulthood, the people who were close to him were either to take these things from him, or to rely on these things in his hands.No one has ever asked him to choose one or the other, which is actually very naive and childish, but the answer is extremely important.

He looked at Zhao Rong, and he didn't know how many thoughts flashed through his mind. After a while, he suppressed his voice and said word by word: "I don't want it."

"You don't have to." Zhao Rong repeated.

At this moment, he had mixed feelings.

This is an answer as heavy as Mount Tai.Maybe if you change the environment and listen to it with another person, you will be calmed by this sentence and your heart that is running around.

When you like someone, who doesn't want to hear sweet words from the sweetheart who can give up everything for themselves?

It's a pity that the person who said this was Qiao Nanqi.

It's a pity that the person who heard this sentence was Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong paused in his heart.

He found that he didn't want Qiao Nanqi to be like this.Having nothing would be the best way to lock someone up and have a sense of security, but he couldn't imagine Qiao Nanqi like this at all.

He once told Qiao Nanqi that Qiao Nanqi couldn't let go of it at the moment, but because he missed the good things he brought in the past, and what he liked was "his likes".But at this moment, the moment Zhao Rong heard this sentence, Zhao Rong thought——what about him?Did he also...haven't thought it through?

Was the person he liked before Qiao Nanqi no matter when he was, or the high-spirited Qiao Nanqi who could rush to the hospital because of a strange phone call in his past memory?

Thinking of this, he didn't seem to have the energy to pretend to be sharp anymore.

half an hour.

Under Qiao Nanqi's expectant gaze, he sighed.

"You don't have to..."

"But I don't want a piece of shit with nothing and nothing to do."