Lost [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Rong spent the morning tidying up at home alone.

During the period, both Xu Xin and Fang Zhuoqun came to ask him if he wanted to help, but he refused.If he really wants to help, he can just spend money to find a moving company, but he doesn't like it.

He is a person with a lot of small things. He used to live with Qiao Nanqi and couldn't display anything. This habit has been suppressed for a long time, so that it has become worse after moving back to his home in the past few months. The house is full of him. .In this case, it would be a disservice to others to clean up for him, and he himself enjoys the feeling of going back to his hometown before Chuanshu and settling down to clean up his things, so he just comes by himself and leaves when he finishes packing.

So he listened to the music while packing his things, and spent the whole morning leisurely.

After lunch, Zhao Rong went to the nursing home.

It's a pity that Zhao Ming is not sober today.

It was already very cold outside, and Zhao Ming fell ill again, the nurse put him on the bed to lie down.When Zhao Rong came, Zhao Ming was closing his eyes, not sure if he was asleep or in a daze.

He didn't dare to disturb Zhao Ming, so he had to say to Zhao Ming softly: "Mom, what I want to do has been done, and we will leave after a while after the formalities are completed."

Zhao Ming's illness is a certain risk when flying by plane. If the illness becomes serious on the plane, there is no time to deal with it.He went to contact the people in the nursing home and bought a car that could hold some emergency equipment.The nurse who has been taking care of Zhao Ming is a staff member of the nursing home. Everyone in the family is in Yangcheng, and they don’t want to follow Zhao Rong to find them. Zhao Rong spent some time and asked Xu Xin to help him these few days. Find a caregiver who can accompany him on the road-as for Zhuxi, he has already prepared for it, so there is no need to worry.

After doing so many trivial things, the day passed quietly.

When Zhao Rong left the nursing home, the hour hand on the clock was approaching four o'clock.

The depths of winter are creeping up quietly, the days are very short, and the dusk is about to be overwhelmed.

The weather has been too sunny these days, and there are no clouds to be seen, only the faintly emerging golden color is about to flow out.

It was like the ebb and flow of the tide, and it was like a silent evening bell ringing, startling a golden ripple that slowly rose.

When he drove into the community, the guard poked his head out: "Mr. Zhao, someone was looking for you just now, but you didn't come. That gentleman seemed to find another practitioner to go in."

"Thank you," Zhao Rong was a little confused, and braked slowly, "What is it called if you have a registration?"

"Let me see……"

The guard flipped through the visit records, "No, the name column is not written."

"Got it, I'll go in and have a look."

But when he parked the car and walked to the door, he didn't see anyone waiting.

He has a lot of things to do in the past few days, and it is possible that someone will come to him, but most of these things are contacted by Xu Xin.

Zhao Rong sent a message to Xu Xin asking if someone came to him, and after entering the house, he planned to continue cleaning, but a new message popped up on the notification bar.

It was the little girl from the pet shop.

Click on the message, and the picture of the oldest cat is what comes into view.

The light in the photo is much brighter, not like the kind taken at night.

There is no text, only a photo, according to past habits, maybe the little girl is outside, the internet speed is not good, and there are still pictures being posted.

He casually clicked on the little girl's recent updates and took a look. On the page, the recent photos were only the cats he fostered in the pet shop, and there were no other cats.

He had a crush on this little girl.

Thinking that no one came yesterday, the electronic invitation he sent to the other party had no entry record from beginning to end. He put down the objects in his hands, sat down on the carpet by the window, hugged a pillow, and typed: "Thank you , did you take the cat home?"

Immediately another photo popped up.

It was another cat that was younger, also bred to be chubby, with round eyes staring at the camera, its chin raised slightly, as if waiting for someone to take a photo and reach out to touch it, Zhao Rong subconsciously saw it They all stretched out their hands, and it was only when their fingertips touched the screen that they realized that he couldn't touch it.

What a fool.

He smiled and shook his head.

The other side seemed to be staring at the phone, and immediately replied: "Yes."

Too short.

Zhao Rong wanted to ask directly if it was inconvenient for the other party not to come to the wedding yesterday, but he saw that the input box displayed "the other party is typing", so he decided to wait until the little girl finished speaking before asking.

But he waited and waited, the typing on the chat box was always hanging, but no new message was sent.

... What kind of tirade is this?

No, there is no long talk between them, right?

Zhao Rong was really puzzled, and didn't plan to wait any longer, so he sent his edited question.

But at this time, the other end just happened to have finally typed, and the moment Zhao Rong sent the message, the other end also sent the message.

Two messages from them popped up in the chat box at the same time.

Zhao Rong: "Why didn't you come yesterday? Is it inconvenient? If it's because I'm afraid there will be problems, maybe I was a little abrupt. Why don't I just transfer the money to you? I just want to thank you for taking care of them."

The little girl: "I didn't go to pick up the souvenir yesterday, I'm sorry."

It turned out that what the other party was editing just now was something that did not come yesterday.

Zhao Rong: "..."

He carefully counted the number of words in this sentence - including the correct punctuation marks, there are only fourteen words in total.

Fourteen characters, at least "typing" for 5 minutes.

This little girl used to be reticent when chatting, could it be because she was slow typing?

"If typing is inconvenient, you can send me a voice, and I can listen to it here."

"Don't be embarrassed, I invited you because I wanted to thank you. It's fine if you don't come. If they have any big expenses in the future, just contact me."

He was in a good mood today, and after sending it, he even took a cat emoticon and sent it over.

They didn't seem to be interested in what he sent, but they started typing at the moment, but they replied to him in a few seconds: "Are you happy today?"

Is it so obvious?

But he seemed to be, except for yesterday's wedding, where Lu Xingping helped, and his emotions were more tightly wrapped, other times it was easy for others to see his emotions.

He was indeed happy, so naturally he would not deny it.

"Yes, because I'm about to move to the place I've always wanted to live, and I've been packing things for the past two days."

Suddenly there was no reply.

Maybe it's because I don't want to talk about this kind of private life.

After all, the other party is a girl, and it's normal. He may be too happy and careless.

He didn't pay much attention, quit the chat box with the little girl, and read the reply Xu Xin just sent him.

No one will come to him today.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

Who was the man the guard said was looking for him?Anyone who knows him has his contact information, so he won't come without saying a word.

still a man...

Could it be that Chen Jingnian's driver?

That person hadn't shown up for so long, Zhao Rong almost relaxed.

He turned on the cameras installed at the door of his house before, and stared at the screen for a while, his guarded expression turned into astonishment.

On the path outside, he saw a figure that he could recognize at a glance without careful identification.

Zhao Rong was helpless.

A few days ago, if he had seen this person waiting for him outside like this, he might have become very angry again.

But he had just chatted with Lu Xingping yesterday, and he made up his mind about his current plan, and he also started to prepare to move to Zhuxi. Everything in Yangcheng had come to an end, Zhao Rong seemed to be unable to raise his temper, and was quite peaceful.

Forget it, he's leaving.

He got up and was about to walk out the door to let Qiao Nanqi leave when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Zhao Rong looked at the notes, then answered, "Senior, what's the matter?"

Xia Yuantu looked around.

Lu Xingping put the coffee in front of him, and said bluntly, "Looking for Zhao Rong?"

"This is ambiguous," Xia Yuantu said hastily, "I didn't come here to find Zhao Rong, unlike Nan Qi—" He paused, "Hey, shouldn't he live with you? I just Look, he doesn't seem to be here, where did he go?"

"In his own home, he should be packing up. If you come during my working hours, if you talk nonsense, I will pay you according to the working hours."

"..." Xia Yuantu moved to Lu Xingping's side, and said with a guilty conscience, "I'm actually... Hey, I want to ask you alone, why are you so dishonest about Lao Qiao? If you get along well with Zhao Rong, let's It’s not like he didn’t know it before, but Old Qiao only found out that he likes Zhao Rong some time ago, and now that you two are getting married, isn’t that stimulating him? Isn’t this a good friend?”

"Which one of us do you think would be disrespectful over something like this?"

"...That's really not the case."

Unless Qiao Nanqi went crazy.

Qiao Nanqi did almost ignore it, but he didn't do so unexpectedly.

Lu Xingping changed from yesterday's dress, and today he only wore a pure gray sweater and glasses, and sat casually on the sofa.

He took a sip of the freshly brewed hot coffee, and said, "You said not to irritate Nan Qi at this time. Then at this moment, which of the things related to Zhao Rong will not irritate him?"

Xia Yuantu was slightly taken aback.

Lu Xingping's words are true.

In the final analysis, when Qiao Nanqi found out about the marriage news a few days ago, he was so lifeless and hysterical, not because Zhao Rong was with his good friends, but because Qiao Nanqi suddenly realized that Zhao Rong had really left completely, and he would never look back .

Even if it wasn't Lu Xingping, if Zhao Rong fell in love with someone else, or directly cut off all future possibilities for Qiao Nanqi, or hid it quietly like when he moved away from Qiao Nanqi's house...

Qiao Nanqi might not be able to accept it.

"I'm just a catalyst," Lu Xing said flatly, "No matter how useful a catalyst is, it needs to be based on chemical reactions."[1]

After he finished speaking, his aimless gaze suddenly stopped - there was a wallet in the corner of the sofa, not his.

After Zhao Rong entered the door last night, she hung the jacket she took off on the sofa. Maybe the wallet leaked from the pocket at that time.

He said to Xia Yuantu, "I'll make a phone call first."

"it is good."

Lu Xingping took the mobile phone, went to the balcony outside the house, and called Zhao Rong.

"..."

"You left your wallet at my house."

"..."

"No, I'll send it to you. You should be very busy packing things these two days. I have nothing to do today."

"..."

"I didn't have a job. I used to have one. I came to my house from a long distance to sit for a meeting, and I postponed my work in the afternoon."

"..."

"You mean you have some ornaments that you can't carry and want to give to Xiaoyue? Okay, then I just go and get them along the way."

"..."

"Are you at home now? Then I'll go there later."

"..."

When Lu Xingping hung up the phone and came back, Xia Yuantu had already got up: "Forget it, I can't say anything, Old Qiao's side... I'll persuade him when he calms down."

"Want to go back?"

"The company still has something to do. I couldn't hold back today, so I came here to ask you."

Lu Xing stood up slowly, walked to the corner of the sofa, picked up Zhao Rong's wallet, put on his coat, and said, "Don't call the driver, I just happened to drop by, and I'll take you back to the company first." go."

Qiao Nanqi wandered outside Zhao Rong's house.

He took the documents specially prepared by Xiao Wu and waited at the door for a long time without knowing the time.

He had actually seen Zhao Rong go home, and sent a message to Zhao Rong as a little girl in the pet shop to confirm that Zhao Rong was not very tired or busy.

But he was a little hesitant, he didn't know how to knock on the door, what to say after Zhao Rong opened the door, so as not to make Zhao Rong unhappy.

He also edited the message he wanted to send to Zhao Rong for a long time, and even thought about whether to confess directly.

After hesitating for a while, he scribbled the phrase "sorry" in the past.

When he saw Zhao Rong's reply later, he was even in such a rare good mood these days.

Zhao Rong was in a good mood, so he was naturally happy.

It's just that this happiness didn't last for a few seconds, Zhao Rong's next sentence made him freeze in place, and it took him a long time to recover from the delicate pain like a needle prick.

——"Yes, because I'm about to move to the place I've always wanted to live, and I've been packing things these two days."

"The place I've always wanted to go".

Is it Lu Xingping's family?

It turned out that Zhao Rong was so happy to move to live with Lu Xingping.

Qiao Nanqi was still hiding his expectation just now, and deliberately sent a document over to see Zhao Rong, but at this moment, he didn't know whether he should knock on the door or not.

He didn't think well, so he dangled on the path outside the community.

But it was shaking, and the door of Zhao Rong's house was suddenly opened, and a car that Qiao Nanqi was very familiar with stopped at the door of Zhao Rong's house.

Qiao Nanqi paused.

He saw Lu Xingping get out of the car without even knocking on the door, Zhao Rong seemed to know and opened the door first.

The two exchanged a few words at the door, and Lu Xingping took out something from his pocket and handed it directly to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong smiled and took it happily.

There are not many bright purples and reds in Japan in winter. Both sides of the nearby green trails are full of withered leaves and yellow branches, which is very lonely.But the way these two people talked at the door was very bright, dispelling the little cold around, like a spring breeze in winter.

There was another gust of wind, and Zhao Rong, who was only wearing indoor home clothes, seemed to be a little chilled by the wind. She shivered, and the two of them entered the room together and closed the door.

Not long after, Lu Xingping came out again, but when he came, he was obviously empty-handed, but when he left, he was holding a big cardboard box in his arms. It didn't look too light, and it should be full.

Zhao Rong helped him, loaded the cardboard box into the car, watched Lu Xingping leave before returning to the house.

From this look, it seems that Lu Xingping came to help Zhao Rong move.

That box...presumably was something that Zhao Rong was going to move to Lu Xingping's house.

Qiao Nanqi watched Lu Xingping's car drift away, and then looked down at the document in his hand that Xiao Wu had found as an excuse, suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Meeting people would only make Zhao Rong uncomfortable.

He suppressed the soreness in his heart, turned around, and left.

After Zhao Rong gave Lu Xingping the irreplaceable ornaments that he was going to give to Lu Xiaoyue, he went back to the room and closed the door, remembering that he had just seen Qiao Nanqi on the surveillance screen.

He turned on the surveillance camera at the door of his house again, and watched for a while, but found no familiar figure.

……gone?

He put on his coat, walked to the guard, and jumped out of the surveillance screen just now to show the guard.

"Excuse me," he pointed at Qiao Nanqi's figure, "is this the one who came to see me just now?"

The guard nodded immediately: "It should be! It's quite similar, that gentleman is very tall."

Zhao Rong said, "Thank you."

On the way home, he looked around the path again, but he didn't see Qiao Nanqi.

I don't know why this person came here to look for him, but in the end he left without knocking on the door.

He originally wanted to ask Qiao Nanqi to come in for a sit-down, so that he could calmly tell Qiao Nanqi that he was moving away, so he didn't have to come here to look for him in the future.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nanqi came and left without making a sound.

For a moment, Zhao Rong didn't know how to react.He had already prepared the battlefield and sharpened his weapon, just waiting for the enemy to come to battle and have a silent confrontation.But now, it seemed that he was ready to go, but the enemy retreated with gold.

Qiao Nanqi did the same at the wedding.Just came and did nothing.

They had known each other for more than ten years and thought they understood each other, but in the end, everyone seemed to have changed a bit.

Everyone left, Zhao Rong didn't think about it anymore.

He went home and continued to pack up.

When tidying up the bookshelves, he caught a glimpse of the book that Qiao Nanqi blocked his door last time, and he quietly read it again and again in the house.

"Time Migration".

He stared.

Last time, he took out the book casually, but because of the past, he subconsciously tried to evade the book and put it back, but reread it as if struggling.

This time, he stretched out his hand and opened the book for the third time.

half a month later.

It was sunny for a long time, and then there was another burst of snow.

It is deep winter.

The sky and the earth are vast, and the daytime comes together with the snow. The sun shines faintly on the white snow, and shines on the passers-by, without bringing any warmth.

Zhao Rong looked at his phone, and lawyer Lin sent him a message saying that the inheritance had been handed over. Zhao Rong didn't dare to tell this exhausted lawyer that he and Lu Xingping divorced at the speed of light yesterday. [2]

This sham marriage was just a transaction where money and goods were settled, and he and Lu Xingping each got what they needed.

He put away his mobile phone, and before getting into the car, he heard people passing by say, "This snow is over, is it getting warmer?"

Maybe today is the coldest day.

He smiled and got into the car, Xu Xin was already waiting for him in the car, Zhao Ming's car was behind, and the nurse had already sent him up.

"Xiao Zhao, it's snowing today, so the drive will be slower, will we leave in a few days?"

"No," he said, "I asked my mother just now, she hasn't been out for a long time, and she wants to see the snow this time on the road."

"Okay, then let's drive slowly. Everything has been moved up? Is there anything else that I need to move?"

"No need," Zhao Rong smiled, those peach blossom eyes were like the only spring flowers blooming in winter, "Brother Xu, thank you for being willing to accompany me to Zhuxi."

"It's nothing, don't be so polite. I'm not a local. Where do I work? It's not a job. The cost of Yangcheng is still high, and the salary you give me remains the same. It's more economical to follow you."

"When you get to Zhuxi, you pick a place you want to live in, and I'll buy a suite for you and your sister-in-law."

"I wanted to be polite, but now I'm a little moved."

The two laughed a few times.

Xu Xin stepped on the accelerator slowly, the engine sounded, the wheels slowly rubbed against the snow, and the windshield wipers swept down the snow one after another.

Several cars drove back and forth, as if crawling forward in the vastness.

Zhao Rong sat on the back seat, turned his head sideways, looked at the snow scene that was constantly receding outside, and looked at Yang Cheng who was gradually moving away from him.

At this moment, he seems to be looking at Zhao Rong, who has been nine years old since he passed through the book, and is now at the end of 26 years old. The past in Yangcheng for 17 years has faded before his own eyes.

And in another place, there has never been such a place full of snow. When he arrives, maybe in a few months, he will be able to see the new Fang Fei.

in the city.

Lu Xingping's house.

As Lu Xingping went downstairs, he glanced at his phone and saw Zhao Rong text him "goodbye".

He frowned slightly, replied with a simple "um", put away his phone and went downstairs.

When he entered the study, he found that Lu Xiaoyue was lying in front of his normally furnished small greenhouse.

Hearing his movement to enter the door, Lu Xiaoyue turned her head and waved to him: "Brother, come quickly and take a look! One of the cocoons is broken! This butterfly is so beautiful!"

The sky is covered with white catkins, and in the small greenhouse, a butterfly that has just broken out of its cocoon stands on the tip of the grass and slowly spreads its wings.