Lost [Transmigration Book]

Inside the huge venue covered by the glass roof, the clear sky and sunlight outside covered this area undiminished, but the cold wind couldn't blow in here at all.The inside is as warm as spring, but it is not considered hot. As long as you walk in here, you can feel the temperature is just right.

It is enough to see that someone is obviously controlling these behind the scenes.

At regular intervals, European-style long white tables are covered with luxurious tablecloths, and many fresh-colored balloons hang from the front and back. On them are all kinds of pastries, famous wines, and cakes that ordinary people may not be able to name...

They are all extremely simple collocations and tones, low-key and luxurious, but seem to have no emotion.

But anyone who has seriously held a wedding can see from a careful look at the preparations that this is just a very rigid wedding scene prepared according to specifications.

It was in a hurry.

Some of the people who came to participate were relatives of the Lu family, and some were people who received invitations because of their relationship but were actually not that close to Lu Xingping and Zhao Rong.As for Zhao Rong, they are all his friends, they have nothing to do with these aristocratic families, and the number of them is not too large.

But as long as they came, most of them would sit aside in twos and threes holding their glasses of wine, talking in a low voice—why did these two suddenly get married.

For friends who are familiar with Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong wore a ring every day in the previous year, and there was someone in the family.

But why is the wedding invitation now launched?

For others, the aristocratic circle has heard of who Zhao Rong is.

If asked before, someone would definitely say that it was that useless piece of trash that the Chen family picked up halfway.He looks good and is lucky, but he can't do anything except eat, drink and have fun.

When the Chen family fell, everyone thought that Zhao Rong would be the most miserable one—after all, he had no family background and no ability.

But since these days, they haven't been able to see Zhao Rong's downfall. On the contrary, there are often rumors that Zhao Rong has a relationship with Young Master Qiao, and that Zhao Rong still has a lot of money in his hand. Some of them also have contact with aristocratic families from other places.He seemed to have nothing to do with the word "waste". It was clear that the Chen family was gone, but it became more and more dazzling.

——He also held a wedding with Lu Xingping today.

No one took seriously the marriage contract made when Mrs. Chen was still alive.

No one thought that it would come true one day.

Not long after, one of the protagonists of the wedding came out.

He smiled slightly, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, and there were a few traces of tenderness at the end of his eyes.

Zhao Rong seemed to have stepped out temporarily from some lounge in the back. She didn't put on a dress coat, but a white shirt that was tailored to fit, with a pure black bow tie pinned to the neckline.

It is clearly a formal and rigid style, but it was born on him, as if it has a bit of agility.

As soon as he came out, someone who was not familiar with him walked up to him holding a wine glass, as if he wanted to have a relationship with him.

But he just raised his hand: "Sorry."

He smiled clearly and looked very approachable, but when he refused, he was firm.

The other party was taken aback for a moment, but Zhao Rong had already walked forward quickly before he could respond.

Zhao Rong greeted a few people who just came in with invitations.

"Lawyer Lin," he said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"I work."

Before the wedding, Zhao Rong contacted the lawyer in charge of the inheritance confidentiality agreement.Lawyer Lin told him at the time that Mrs. Chen had made some requests before she passed away. When the wedding ceremony was held, people would be brought to record it and go through procedures for verification. As long as all were met, the confidentiality agreement would become invalid.

So all the preparations and invitations for this wedding were made to meet the requirements. Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping didn't even look at many things.

Nature seems to be prosperous, but it is actually cold.

Zhao Rong chatted politely with Lawyer Lin, and then Lawyer Lin led the others to "work".

He refused the approach of those who had looked down on him all the way, and when he returned to the lounge, he obviously did nothing, but suddenly felt tired.

In the lounge, Lu Xingping was sitting on one side, and Fang Zhuoqun, who was supposed to be waiting elsewhere, was waiting for him on the other side.

Seeing him coming, Fang Zhuoqun said, "It can be counted."

"Why did you come here?"

"I don't know any of your fathers among the best man and bridesmaids, it's boring."

"Okay, Dad will accompany you."

"roll."

There was no one else around, so the smile on his face fell. When he sat down, Lu Xingping, who was playing with his mobile phone, asked him, "Is someone here?"

"Verification of specifications has begun."

Lu Xingping seemed to raise his eyes to look at his expression, his eyes moved slightly, but he stopped talking.

The lounge fell silent again.

In the empty silence, the empty, inexplicable uneasiness that had been present for the past few days emerged again.

They just held a wedding, and many of the customary steps were omitted, only the wedding scene was kept.

When the time is up, just go through a process of swearing, blessing and exchanging rings.

It's really nothing.

During this period of time, he had already prepared everything to go to Zhuxi, found a house, prepared a temporary nursing home for Zhao Ming, and prepared the direction of investment.He can leave at any time if he wants.

And after that day, he originally wanted to deal with Qiao Nanqi's madness, but although the man said those words, he didn't really do anything.

When he went out to pick up Lawyer Lin just now, he took a special look at the list of guests present.Qiao Nanqi didn't come, Xia Yuantu didn't come, and neither did the little girl he sent the unnamed invitation to.

Although he was a little regretful that the little girl didn't come, but if Qiao Nanqi didn't come, it seemed that there would be no other surprises at the wedding.

Everything is in order.

But he would occasionally think, if Qiao Nanqi really did something tough, or if he really came to the wedding scene and begged him like that day, would he compromise and turn back?

Maybe……

Or not.

That day at the gate of Lu Xingping's house, in the snow, he touched Qiao Nanqi's face, and said those words to Qiao Nanqi.

That, too, was a question he asked himself.

He used to say with certainty that he liked Qiao Nanqi, but now he can't even think clearly whether the pursuit at that time was pure love, or was it mixed with other things and contained some paranoia that he couldn't let go of.

He walked forward, just like the current trajectory.

If he looked back, he would think again, if Qiao Nanqi's obsession had been satisfied, if Qiao Nanqi had only been a 3-minute hot topic in the past few months, if...

If he himself could not love anymore.

After all, he is still a person who does not like change.

Nothing if.

"Although this is a fake marriage," Fang Zhuoqun said in a low voice, bumping Zhao Rong's arm, "you don't have to be so plain, do you?"

"Am I bland?"

"It was so light that I almost forgot that I was here to be the best man."

Zhao Rong was speechless.

He didn't deny that he really wasn't looking forward to the wedding scene for a while.

Although this was a fake wedding, it was also an oath made in full view, and it was also the exchange of wedding rings that he had been looking forward to.

Fang Zhuoqun asked him again in a low voice: "You are not happy, are you?"

Zhao Rong smiled helplessly and said, "It's not possible."

How could he be unhappy as he was approaching the life he wanted step by step?

It's just that this fake wedding is about to start, and he's still somewhat disappointed.

After a while, he said, "I'll brew my emotions."

Fang Zhuoqun: "..."

Fang Zhuoqun glanced at Lu Xingping who was playing Lianliankan.

Lu Xingping handed him the phone: "Help me win a few rounds, I also need to brew my emotions."

Fang Zhuoqun: "..."

Qiao Nanqi's home.

Xia Yuantu sat on the sofa in the living room and glanced in the direction of the stairs from time to time.

Qiao Nanqi was in the upstairs bedroom.

He was half-sitting on the pillow, wrapped in a quilt, and holding the paper invitation in his hand.

The date on the invitation is today.

The names of Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping were boldly printed on it, and every time they saw it, they stabbed him once.But as if he was masochistic, he still couldn't stop watching.

He no longer knew how long and how many times he had read the invitation.

The edge of the invitation had already been wrinkled by him, and he could memorize every word on it with his eyes closed.

Xia Yuantu persuaded him to look forward, he would always meet the next person for the rest of his life.

Will not.He could only pretend to be Zhao Rong in his heart.

He also tried to force himself to let go.

He copied "Happy Newly Married" more than 400 times, and finally forced himself to send these four words to Zhao Rong.

But at this moment, he still couldn't accept it, struggling desperately and desperately.

When he thought about where Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping would be after the wedding tonight, doing something that he and Zhao Rong would do before, he felt so sad and jealous that he was about to collapse.

It was as if a thorn had grown in his heart, and it couldn't be pulled out, and it entangled him more and more, getting tighter and tighter.

Watching Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping get married, watching Zhao Rong marry someone who doesn't love Zhao Rong that much...

He can't.

He really can't do it.

—but he had to.

Qiao Nanqi stared at the invitation for a while.

The mechanical clock hanging on the wall swayed little by little, slowly taking away the time.

The sunlight outside the window came in, and slowly slanted its trajectory, piercing into Qiao Nanqi's eyes slowly and slantingly.

With a sudden force in his hand, he crumpled the invitation into a ball.

The sound of cardboard being folded was muffled, and the edge of the invitation was brushed across the palm of the hand, causing a sudden pain.

Makes people sober.

moment.

His eyes dimmed slightly, he restrained his expression, and got up holding the crumpled invitation card.

in the living room.

Xia Yuantu made some choices today. He didn't go directly to the wedding, nor did he go to be Lu Xingping's best man, but chose to come to Qiao Nanqi's place.

After all, one side is a friend, and the other side is also a friend.

He knew Qiao Nanqi's character very well.Although his friend from childhood has his own principles and pride, he is really too stubborn in his bones. If something happens, wouldn't it be bad for both sides?

Although Xia Yuantu didn't know why Zhao Rong and Lu Xingping were discussing marriage within a few months, but Zhao Rong got together with Lu Xingping after breaking up with Qiao Nanqi, so he didn't persuade Lu Xingping Xingping's reason for not getting married.

So he could only come here and stare at Qiao Nanqi.If Qiao Nanqi doesn't go, he will watch in case something happens here.If Qiao Nanqi goes to the wedding, he will accompany him to prevent problems before they happen.

He has been sitting here all morning.

Xia Yuantu thought that Qiao Nanqi would not be going to the wedding today, but he heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and Qiao Nanqi walked down slowly.

He has obviously tidied himself up, the slightly decadent stubble is gone, and even the ends of his hair are smooth and docile.He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and inside was a white shirt that was ironed so that no wrinkles could be found beyond the neckline.

It couldn't be more upright, it couldn't be more normal to go to the wedding scene like it should be.

His eyes, which had been dim for the past few days, actually pretended to be a little sharp at this moment, deep and quiet, for a moment, as if that Young Master Qiao who had been by Zhao Rong's side for several months.

He walked down, took the car keys, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the wedding."

After that, he didn't stop at all, just opened the door and walked out.

Xia Yuantu was caught off guard by this sudden decision, dazed for a moment, walked up to follow quickly, and sat in the passenger seat.

Qiao Nanqi just glanced at him, then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the wedding venue written on the invitation.

The scenery on both sides retreated quickly, Xia Yuantu swallowed, looking at Qiao Nanqi's superficially normal appearance, he only felt that it was getting worse.

He tentatively said, "Old Qiao, when you arrive, you plan to..."

Qiao Nanqi's face remained unchanged, but his eyes became more serious.

"You are afraid that I will cause trouble."

Xia Yuantu choked.

"I did go out to cause trouble."

Xia Yuantu directly forgot that he was sitting in the car, stood up abruptly, and hit the roof of the car with his head, almost knocking himself stupid.

The seat belt pulled him back and sat back, "I rely on—"

Qiao Nanqi stared straight ahead, and said in a calm and firm voice, "I have talked to Lu Xingping twice about his and Zhao Rong's wedding."

Qiao Nanqi obviously had something to say, Xia Yuantu rubbed his head, just about to speak, but immediately shut up.

He listened quietly.

The sky is as blue as washing, with occasional white clouds passing through.

In the traffic flow, the sound of engines and horns echoed continuously.

Qiao Nanqi slowly said word by word: "The first time, he told me he was going to get married, but he didn't tell me who he was with. The second time, I asked him if he really loved Zhao Rong, more than me. Well, he chose to remain silent, not daring to answer me a single word."

"I'm going to ask him for the third time, at their wedding."

"If he dares to give me an affirmative answer, then I..."

Then no matter how unwilling he is to let go, no matter how sad he is, or even sad enough to want to die, he will die in a place where Zhao Rong can't see, find a cold snow place and quietly bury himself.

He didn't say that.

He just paused and changed his words: "But if he doesn't dare to promise or be sure by this time..."

What he said just now was still orderly and sonorous, no different from when he used to deal with official affairs, and his attitude was so resolute that people could not refute.

But at this point, he seemed unable to suppress it, his voice trembling slightly.

"I won't let them marry."

"Even if I meanly tell Zhao Rong all my past and life experience, even if I kneel down in front of everyone at the wedding and beg him, let me put down all my dignity, even if he just pities me a little bit, treats me There is such a slight soft heart..."

"If this doesn't work, I can force Lu Xingping to give up. He can't be my opponent. If he doesn't want to give up, I will destroy the Lu family. I will make him no longer worthy of Zhao Rong."

"As long as Zhao Rong lets go."

As long as Zhao Rong doesn't marry Lu Xingping today.

As long as Zhao Rong is willing to delay the wedding a little bit, he is willing to find someone who loves Zhao Rong more than him.

Zhao Rong has endured more than ten years of silence on his side.

For the rest of his life, the person with Zhao Rong must love Zhao Rong more than Zhao Rong loves that person.

That person may not even be him—if Zhao Rong really doesn't want to accept him anymore.

But that person liked and loved Zhao Rong more than him.