Lost [Transmigration Book]

"Clap" sound.

The fountain pen in Qiao Nanqi's hand fell off.

He, who had already closed his eyes slightly, was awakened by the sound, and opened his eyes suddenly, only to realize that he had fallen asleep while working.

Xiao Wu was sorting out the things on the filing cabinet.

Qiao Nanqi had just fallen asleep, but now his voice was a little low: "Why didn't you call me?"

Without hesitation, Xiao Wu said, "There's nothing important to do. Seeing that you're too tired these two days, you didn't call."

If in the past, he pressed his voice and asked back, everyone in the company, even Xia Yuantu, would have to tremble with fear in their hearts and think carefully about how to answer.

But now, Xiao Wu Ming knew that Qiao Nanqi might be angry, but he still couldn't hold back—Qiao Nanqi really needs to cultivate his body recently.

I used to work every day, but I used to be busy when I should be busy, and rest when I should rest.What now?I spend the whole day in the company, except for socializing with friends and going home for dinner, I spend the rest of the time in the company.

Not to mention the daytime, even at night, Qiao Nanqi was there.Sometimes I stay late, and even go to sleep directly at the company, but I don't have much time to sleep at home.

If there is really something important to be busy with, it can't be said - but where is the major event recently?Except for transferring those things from the old Chen family to Lu Xingping and Zhao Rong, the company has been going smoothly recently, Xia Yuantu is too idle to go clubbing every day, only Qiao Nanqi is so busy that he has nothing to do, so he chooses more new projects to do.

Fortunately, the company's market value has been rising all day long, and their husband is getting less and less sleep.

Xiao Wu couldn't help but added: "Why don't you go to sleep for a while? I will report to you immediately if there is something to do."

Qiao Nanqi just glanced at the clock.

After three o'clock in the afternoon.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, got up slowly, and said, "Take me home."

Xiao Wu was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that Qiao Nanqi had to go home at this time every day recently.

I don't know why.

He suddenly remembered that in the past year or so, when Zhao Rong was around, he would occasionally ask Qiao Nanqi at this time if he would go home at night.If so, Zhao Rong will ask the nanny to prepare Qiao Nanqi's favorite food.

And his mobile phone has not received such a message for a long time, and he should never receive it again in the future.

Even he was a little disappointed, let alone their husband.

Seeing Qiao Nanqi's rather depressed expression at the moment, he knew that Qiao Nanqi must be thinking of Zhao Rong again.

This is probably why Qiao Nanqi doesn't come home very often.

After all, at home and in the company, we are all alone.

But it's better for Qiao Nanqi to go home than to be in the company, at least there is a greater possibility to take a break.

He immediately put down what he was doing, and went to the side to pick up the car keys: "Okay, I'll take you back."

Although the company is located in a prosperous area, Qiao Nanqi likes to be quiet and lives in a remote place. On the way back, he usually drives directly from the city to the outer suburbs.

But as soon as the car left the company, Qiao Nanqi said a location and asked Xiao Wu to take a detour from there.

As soon as Xiao Wu heard the place name, he understood it.

That was Zhao Rong's own home.

He said he was passing by, but everyone knew how—Qiao Nanqi even bought a house there, just so he could drive in and have a look at it at any time without any reason.

When we got to the neighborhood, Xiao Wu didn't ask at all, and drove in very skillfully.

He drove very slowly on purpose, and barely stepped on the accelerator when passing Zhao Rong's house.

Qiao Nanqi sat in the back seat, tilted his head, and rolled down the window.

He also passed by here a few days ago, just took a quick look, but there was no movement in the house, and he didn't know if Zhao Rong moved to Lu Xingping's house.But he can't go to Lu Xingping's house right now, and if he goes, seeing Lu Xingping and Zhao Rong together, he may always be unable to resist saying or doing something, so he can only come here, looking forward to whether One day I bumped into Zhao Rong and occasionally went home to take a look.

But these days, he has never encountered it once.

But today, Qiao Nanqi not only did not meet Zhao Rong, but saw someone driving a small truck parked next to Zhao Rong's house, the gate was open, and there were obviously moving workers coming and going, moving some furniture. .

Qiao Nanqi was startled, but Xiao Wu didn't expect that the accelerator was completely released, and the car moved slowly.

Seeing them dawdling here, the person who directed the workers to carry them thought that they were worried about bumping into the porters, so he quickly raised his hand to let them get out of the way, and shouted: "Sorry, we are moving, you go Just go ahead."

Xiao Wu naturally wouldn't say that they came here on purpose, and smiled at the man: "Thank you."

Then, he turned back: "Sir?"

Qiao Nanqi's deep voice came from the back seat: "Let's go, he... sold this place."

"Oh well."

Xiao Wu stepped on the accelerator. This time, he didn't deliberately slow down, but wished he could drive away quickly.

Qiao Nanqi looked away as the figures of those people moving were getting further and further away.

Zhao Rong even sold her own home.

When Zhao Rong was with him, this residence was kept.Married to Lu Xingping for less than a month, there is no way out.

Xiao Wu was still ahead, Qiao Nanqi didn't want to show anything in front of others, he just kept his eyes closed, his expression unchanged, and said, "You don't need to drive from here in the future."

"Oh, alright……"

They made a detour around the center of the city. It was the early evening rush hour, and the road was blocked for a while. When they got home, dusk had already set.

Sister Li was the same as every day before. She prepared the ingredients in the kitchen and waited for Qiao Nanqi to come back.

Qiao Nanqi took off his coat, and changed into a plain black casual short-sleeve very skillfully.After changing the white shirt, on the wrist of his left hand, the scar that was once bitten by himself was exposed.

After Qiao Nanqi's special treatment, there is only a shallow layer of tooth marks left here, and the rest will take time to slowly apply medicine to eliminate.He usually goes outside, either wearing a shirt or covering it with a watch, but at this moment at home, he doesn't cover it up.

Walking to the kitchen, Qiao Nanqi glanced at the ingredients, "Learn two dishes today?"

Sister Li nodded quickly: "That's right, one stew and one stir-fry. Mr. Qiao, I will learn two more dishes in two days. Xiao Zhao loves to eat, and I have learned all of them. I really have nothing to teach. "

"After learning, you can choose some similar dishes."

"Okay okay."

The kitchen wall was covered with yellow post-it notes, some of which had lost their stickiness over time, and were fixed by Qiao Nanqi with scotch tape.

His home is no longer what it used to be, the walls are clean and clean, the floor is empty, and it is no longer meticulous, but it seems to be a little more popular.

It's just that he lives alone.

At most, you can also count those cat ancestors who turned upside down at home every day.

But he still continues to come back on time every day to learn how to cook Zhao Rong's favorite food with Sister Li.

A few days ago, Xia Yuantu came to him just at this time, saw him studying, and said to him: "Why are you still studying now? Take a break, I really have to wait until Zhao Rong and Xing are divided equally, and it's not too late for you to come again." ? And they don't necessarily..."

When Xia Yuantu said this, he didn't say more, but the meaning was obvious.

Qiao Nanqi naturally understood this, but he said to Xia Yuantu, "I have nothing else to do. Yuantu, I need some hope."

Xia Yuantu suddenly lost his voice.

At that time, Qiao Nanqi was still earnestly finishing a few dishes, and invited Xia Yuantu to taste them with him - no one else ate anyway.

Xia Yuantu took a few mouthfuls and said, "Amazing. Master Qiao, are you still calling yourself a failure?"

Qiao Nanqi didn't answer him.

Xia Yuantu saw the needle again: "Do you still need to consult Xingping recently?"

"I didn't find it," he said.

"Why don't you find another psychiatrist you don't know? If you find it well and sign a non-disclosure agreement, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"No, I don't look for him not because of embarrassment, but because I don't need it."

Xia Yuantu paused with the chopsticks in his hand, stopped on the edge of the plate, and looked up at him: "It's not a good idea to lie about this matter. Although you have never been sick and have no pathological manifestations, didn't Xingping say that? You Stepping on the edge all the time, a little mismanagement may really..."

"I don't need it because I'm fine. Long distance, I haven't had any nightmares related to my mother this month."

Xia Yuantu was stunned: "Then you..." Haven't you closed yourself and guarded yourself like before?

Xia Yuantu didn't say anything, but Qiao Nanqi could tell what he was going to say.

He shook his head: "I have dreams, but I only have some memories of when she was still alive when I was a child."

In fact, there is also Zhao Rong.

The scenes that woke him up in the middle of the night in the past were no longer Qiao Anqing's appearance when she jumped downstairs, but Zhao Rong touched his face in the snowstorm, her movements were gentle, and she said to him sharply: "I may not love you." you."

This sentence often surfaced in his dreams, and it could always hit the bull's-eye with one shot, pulling him out of the dream accurately.

His nightmare was no longer Qiao Anqing, but Zhao Rong.

Later, when Xia Yuantu left after eating, he was less cautious than before.

He patted Qiao Nanqi on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, if Xing Ping tells me that he and Zhao Rong broke up, I will notify you as soon as possible!"

Qiao Nanqi: "..."

Memory came back, Qiao Nanqi was washing his hands, and heard Sister Li asking him: "Mr. Qiao, Xiao Zhao, when are you coming back?"

In fact, Sister Li doesn't often ask this question. At the beginning, she asked a little, but she didn't dare to ask more.

But later, Qiao Nanqi asked her about Zhao Rong from time to time, and once asked her to mention more about her daily life related to Zhao Rong.

"It's been almost half a year. Don't tell me something happened?"

Hearing this, Qiao Nanqi turned on the faucet vigorously, his eyes moved slightly.

Has it been almost half a year?

The past two years have passed so quickly, but the past six months have passed so slowly.

"He's fine," he said.

Didn't say anything else.

Sister Li had long been used to Qiao Nanqi not taking the initiative to speak, and didn't care that Qiao Nanqi didn't answer other questions, and then got busy.

After finishing Zhao Rong's favorite food, Qiao Nanqi ate slowly, and Sister Li left after packing up.

The day was considered a success.

He seems to be doing this every day now.

Others said that he was easier to get along with than before, but Xia Yuantu said that he was a little less energetic than before, and Xiao Wu began to persuade him to rest every day.

But he obviously works and rests regularly every day.

It's just that the days of waiting are too long, and I need some busyness to paralyze myself, and a little hope to lead me along.

Qiao Nanqi checked the time and was about to take a shower and sleep when Xia Yuantu called him.

"Is there something wrong with the company?"

"No," the background sound on Xia Yuantu's side was extremely noisy, full of rock music and loud human voices, "Let's get together tonight, this guy Xingping, who has been at home for more than a month, finally let go Said to be coming. It’s been a long time since there are so many people here, Old Qiao, come too.”

"I'm hanging up."

"Oh no—!! I asked Xing Ping specifically, he couldn't tell if Zhao Rong would come or not."

Qiao Nanqi paused when he hung up the phone.

Not coming?

More than a month ago, he got married with friends and friends, and then Lu Xingping did not appear at this kind of gathering for more than a month. Some people said that he was newlywed and was not thinking of leaving, maybe he was planning a trip with his partner.

Although Qiao Nanqi didn't say anything, he actually felt the same way in his heart.

After all, Zhao Rong has moved away from her own home.

But it was so hard to come out, why... didn't Lu Xingping bring Zhao Rong?

He frowned: "Send me the address."