Lost [Transmigration Book]

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong paused.

He was too familiar with the name Lu Xingping.This name has been mentioned frequently as his marriage partner since he returned to the Chen family.Then he followed Qiao Nanqi, whether at work or at home, he often saw Lu Xingping.

Sometimes Qiao Nanqi stayed at Lu Xingping's house for a long time, and Zhao Rong had to act as a driver to pick up people.

Zhao Rong knew Qiao Nanqi well, and he knew that even if Qiao Nanqi regarded Lu Xingping as Bai Yueguang, with the current situation of the two of them, nothing crossing the line would definitely happen.

But even if he didn't cross the line, he could see Qiao Nanqi's attitude towards Lu Xingping.

Qiao Nanqi never thought of hiding this from him.

In other words, Qiao Nanqi didn't care about covering up in front of him at all.

He regarded the marriage agreement as an opportunity to start, but Qiao Nanqi only regarded it as raising a suitable and useful lover.

He still remembered that the day before he moved into Qiao Nanqi's house, he packed up all his things and called Qiao Nanqi tremblingly.

On the other end of the phone, the busy tone rang for a long time as usual before someone picked it up unhurriedly: "... who is it?"

Just like the first call he made ten years ago, the same number, the same long wait, the clear and clear boyish voice has become deep and magnetic under the polishing of time, Qiao Nanqi still has not saved his phone number .

At that time, Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, but his voice did not reveal any emotion. He just said in a smiling tone: "I packed it up. Tomorrow...how do I get in when I get to your house? Do I need to take fingerprints in advance?" some type of……"

He knew that Qiao Nanqi was busy, and he didn't want to bother him with such chores.

"No," Qiao Nanqi said, "I'll be at home tomorrow, just come directly."

Only then did Zhao Rong feel relieved.

At that time, it was the tail end of deep winter, and the last snow covered the whole Yangcheng continuously, and the surrounding world was silent and white.

In the past, he played with those people and went to various occasions to get close to Qiao Nanqi. He had all kinds of clothes and outfits, but most of them were bought by the Chen family.After packing for a long time, I didn't have much to take with me, only a suitcase half the height of a person.

Originally, he wanted to drive there, but on second thought, Qiao Nanqi might not have a parking space for him.So Zhao Rong took a taxi, and when he got to Qiao Nanqi's house, he got out of the car with the suitcase and let the driver leave.

The wheels of the suitcase rolled over the snow, and his footprints pressed a trail on the small yard in front of the door one after the other.The surrounding snow paved the ground, smooth and steady, without any traces.

Looking left and right, Zhao Rong walked carefully to the gate, and knocked lightly.

He opened his mouth, with steam coming out of his voice: "Joe—Mr. Qiao?" Zhao Rong called Qiao Nanqi "Mr. Qiao" or "Mr. Qiao" before. Nan Qi didn't let him change his mind.

There was no response from the door.

Maybe it's just that people are not in the living room.

Zhao Rong rang the doorbell.The doorbell rang much louder than knocking on the door in the silent snowy day. The temperature of Zhao Rong's fingers was taken away by the cold metal touch of the doorbell button, and the outdoor temperature made his whole body shiver.

There was still no reaction inside.

At first, he was worried that the sound would disturb Qiao Nanqi, so he only pressed a few times tentatively.But he couldn't wait for any response for a long time, so he had to ring the doorbell several times.

But there was silence in the villa, and no footsteps could be heard.

Realizing that Qiao Nanqi was not at home, he called Qiao Nanqi.

This time, Qiao Nanqi didn't even start by asking him "who" - no one answered the phone at all.

Qiao Nanqi didn't know what was going on, he was not at home, and he didn't answer the phone.Zhao Rong had no choice but to call Xia Yuantu.

"I don't know where he is either. I sent him a message in the morning, but he hasn't replied to me yet," Xia Yuantu said, "Why don't you go back first? Come back tomorrow."

The best way is of course to leave and come back tomorrow.

But he had an appointment with Qiao Nanqi yesterday, what if he left and Qiao Nanqi came back?In case Qiao Nanqi doesn't have time tomorrow, wouldn't he have to trouble Qiao Nanqi to find extra time to pick him up?

Qiao Nanqi frowned slightly, Zhao Rong wanted to flatten this person, let alone because he caused trouble for him.

Zhao Rong planned to wait.

But he thought about waiting a little longer, waiting a little longer, and before he knew it, this waiting was a whole day.

When he came here, he originally thought that he would enter the house after getting out of the car, and he didn't have much time outside, so he only put on a thin windbreaker, and he couldn't even talk better than nothing in this kind of snowy day.

The steps in front of the villa were covered with snow, Zhao Rong was wearing a windbreaker, sitting on his suitcase and waiting.

He turned up the collar of the windbreaker, buried his chin in the collar, and looked down at the snow in front of him.Thinking that this was the door of Qiao Nanqi's house, Zhao Rong felt less cold again—after all, he had walked for ten years and arrived at Qiao Nanqi's house.

These ten years cannot be said to be easy, but it is not difficult to say that it is difficult, because he has passed by without knowing it.

He is actually not a person who is good at actively pursuing others.

Even before that, he just tried his best to get close to Qiao Nanqi, trying to find ways to talk to Qiao Nanqi more, learn more about Qiao Nanqi's preferences, and give him advice based on his understanding of the plot without being noticed by anyone. Qiao Nanqi offered to help.All of this is silent and trivial, without so many twists and turns.

He was able to develop an easy-to-handle style of a son-in-law in all kinds of colors, but he couldn't use those things on Qiao Nanqi at all.

He can rush to Qiao Nanqi with an umbrella in the heavy rain, leaving all the space under the umbrella for Qiao Nanqi, and he will not say to Qiao Nanqi with colorful lights in a night scene filled with alcohol, "I want to to be with you".

It's not that I won't, but I don't want to.

Only when Qiao Nanqi was willing to disturb him, he might get a little closer.If Qiao Nanqi didn't want to be disturbed by him, he would just stand silently by the side.

Very clumsy.

So he actually didn't expect to be with Qiao Nanqi at first.

It is a surprise to be able to get to this point now.

He's used to waiting.

Even if the wind and snow were very cold, Zhao Rong could still endure it.

He waited in front of Qiao Nanqi's house all afternoon, during which he called three times but got no response.

At night, just after the starry night falls, the whole community is lit up with warm yellow street lights, sprinkled on the white snow from both sides of the road, calm and gentle.

Qiao Nanqi's car rolled over the snow, and the sound of the engine came from far to near. It pulled a parallel wheel mark and stopped beside the big iron gate in front of the villa.There appeared to be two people in the car.

Zhao Rong was clasping his hands to try to keep warm, but his exposed skin was already so cold that he couldn't feel it.

The first thing he thought of was whether his appearance sitting on the suitcase would be too stupid, so he stood up quickly.Before he had time to stand up the suitcase, he saw Qiao Nanqi get down from the driver's seat.

The man had obviously never been outdoors, and he was only wearing a dark blue sweater, looking very casual, as if he had just returned from work.With a relaxed expression, his eyes were deep and unserious, he walked around the front of the car without haste, walked to the door of the passenger seat, and opened the door for the person in the passenger seat.

The person sitting was a young man, thin and tall. Even though he was sitting, the already spacious front seat still looked a bit cramped.

He was lowering his head, unbuckled the seat belt on his body, leaving Zhao Rong with a neat and good-looking side face.Even if there is only half a face, even under the warm yellow street lights that blur the vision, it is enough to see the superior facial features and noble temperament.

Qiao Nanqi didn't wear thick clothes, but he still stood in front of the car door, waiting for Lu Xingping to get out of the car, and then led the people inside.

Zhao Rong stood there, watching the calm and indifferent Qiao Nanqi walking forward with the smiling Lu Xingping until they came to Zhao Rong.

Qiao Nanqi paused, glanced at him, and said in a daze, "I decided to go out temporarily."

He didn't even ask Zhao Rong why he was still here.

Lu Xingping was surprised: "Zhao Rong, you wear so little, how long have you been waiting? Snow piled up in the cracks of the suitcase."

Even though they had no contact in private, Lu Xingping and Zhao Rong had a marriage contract.

Right now, he suddenly appeared with Qiao Nanqi. The clothes of the two of them were obviously not for a workplace. Zhao Rong could naturally see the subtlety and embarrassment at the same time.

"Ah..." Zhao Rong was a little dizzy from the cold, and didn't know what to say first, "Mmm."

Qiao Nanqi said, "Come in."

Zhao Rong carried her luggage and followed Qiao Nanqi and Lu Xingping into Qiao Nanqi's house.

Qiao Nanqi arranged a random guest room for him first, let him rest by himself, and then went into the study with Lu Xingping.

Zhao Rong carried the luggage upstairs by herself.

As soon as the door of the guest room was closed, he couldn't help but sneezed.

It was the first time he came to Qiao Nanqi's house and stayed here on the first day. The meeting ceremony was a high fever for several days.

On the third day after the cooking was finished, Young Master Qiao came back from the entertainment bureau late at night. Zhao Rong vaguely heard the movement and woke up from his sleep with a splitting headache. when……"

"No clothes allowed."

The drizzle outside the window is continuous, and the wind keeps blowing, blowing the coolness into the house one after another, making people drowsy.

Zhao Rong was about to fall asleep, and being blown by the cold wind, he remembered the high fever that happened more than a year ago, and really didn't want to experience it again, so he got up quickly and planned to find a coat to put on.

While walking, he was thinking about what to do with Lu Xingping.

He doesn't want anything now, he just wants the plot to return to the original track, he continues to follow the cannon fodder line of the original book, and gets a "tragic cannon fodder ending" with "nothing but a little money".

But to do this, he had to fulfill his marriage contract with Lu Xingping.

What is the relationship between Lu Xingping and Qiao Nanqi, Zhao Rong is actually not clear.

The first time he met Lu Xingping was at university - Lu Xingping and him were alumni.But they don't see much in school, mostly at various dinner parties or playful occasions.

It was Lu Xingping who introduced Zhao Rong to the people around Qiao Nanqi earlier.They are not close friends, and they really don't have any private contacts, so before the day Zhao Rong moved into Qiao Nanqi's house, Zhao Rong didn't know that Qiao Nanqi had such a white moonlight as Lu Xingping in his heart.

There is no such thing in the original book.

He had watched "Return" so many times, and Lu Xingping was just one of Qiao Nanqi's few trusted friends, so he didn't have any extra blank space or ink.

But now, for some reason, Lu Xingping has such an unshakable position in Qiao Nanqi's heart.

Although he cared about it at first, he was afraid that Qiao Nanqi would be unhappy, so he didn't dare to ask.

But he must know now.

Although in the original book, Lu Xingping didn't put his feelings into marriage at all, and he also has a favorite person who won't be together in his heart, but he has disrupted many plots, and now Lu Xingping may also be affected by him.

Although it is scary to rob someone with Qiao Nanqi as a male lead, he is also mentally prepared. Anyway, his original identity in the book is a cannon fodder to fight against the male lead.

But it's impossible for him to rush to Lu Xingping and confess without knowing anything, right?

Zhao Rong felt dizzy when he thought about it.

Before he could figure out why, Qiao Nanqi suddenly called him.

Zhao Rong was huddled on the sofa in a daze, the phone vibrated a few times on the coffee table, the ringtone made Zhao Rong shudder, and he reacted quickly, stretched out his hand to answer the phone.

The voice from the other end of the phone was low and magnetic: "Why did it take you so long to answer?"

Obviously, he answered the phone in less than three seconds.

damn thing.

But when Qiao Nanqi, the leading male lead, was about to take care of all the villains, it was obviously not a good choice for him as cannon fodder to piss off the leading male lead.

He swallowed the "dog thing" that was about to blurt out, and said in the usual gentle tone: "Sorry, I didn't notice it just now."

The impatience on the other end was calmed down by his soft words: "Are you at home?"

Zhao Rong was taken aback: "What?"

"I'll pick you up at the door in about five minutes." Qiao Nanqi said slowly.

Zhao Rong: "?"

He still held the phone by his ear, and there was no sound on the other end.

He froze for a while, then suddenly remembered that Qiao Nanqi had told him about this last week.

Today, Qiao Nanqi's father, He Nan, came back from a business trip, and Qiao Nanqi set a time to clean up He Nan's dust - of course, there are not many people in the upper class in Yangcheng who don't know about the mess between the father and son. It is said that it is to clean up the dust, but it may be what kind of "father and son harmony" situation.

In the past, Qiao Nanqi would not bring Zhao Rong with him, but the meeting with He Nan was an exception.

After all, not long after the two of them signed the marriage agreement, Qiao Nanqi took advantage of He Nan's relaxation of vigilance to stabilize the inheritance rights in Qiao's family and the right to speak in the company.At first, He Nan thought that Qiao Nanqi and Zhao Rong were giving in when they were together, but later found that Qiao Nanqi was still the same as before, and only then did he know that Zhao Rong was not on the Chen family's side at all.

So He Nan even hated Zhao Rong together.

Qiao Nanqi brought Zhao Rong along simply to anger He Nan.

Zhao Rong actually didn't like to go, but thinking that if He Nan was angry, Qiao Nanqi would be happy, so he was extremely happy.

He has been to this kind of occasion several times over the past year, and he doesn't have to do anything, just sit there leisurely and show off his dandyism.

Zhao Rong has long experienced this.

He was just a little surprised that he could forget what Qiao Nanqi had told him long ago.

It's really gratifying, great progress.

Five minutes was too short. When Qiao Nanqi called, Zhao Rong was still lazing on the sofa in her pajamas, not preparing anything.

When Zhao Rong was wearing a scarf and ran to the rear door of the car, her hair was even curled up in a bunch before she could press it down.

The driver opened the car door for him, and when he got in, he saw Qiao Nanqi sitting on the other side.The car was filled with the elegant cheng fragrance from the freshener, and there was also some faint fragrance of Qiao Nanqi's body.

At dusk, the car window on Qiao Nanqi's side was facing the bright yellow sunlight, which outlined a faint halo for him.His complexion was flat, the corners of his mouth could not be seen, and his eyes were somewhat sharp.

He didn't turn to look at Zhao Rong, but said, "I've been waiting for you in the car for 4 minutes."

It took 9 minutes from notification to preparation for going out.

Facing the front rearview mirror, Zhao Rong pressed down the disobedient lock of hair on his head, feeling that he was quite fast.After all, he had long forgotten about the meal, and Qiao Nanqi hung up that phone call before rushing into the bedroom to change his clothes.

He blurted out, "That's not bad."

The sound of the engine sounded, the car started slowly, and the scenery on both sides receded.

Qiao Nanqi turned to look at him.

Zhao Rong paused when he pressed his hair.