Lost [Transmigration Book]

The wind is light.

Zhuxi is surrounded by mountains, and it is in the south. No matter how cold it is in winter, the wind is not strong.

Just like this, it gently blows back and forth, slightly blowing Zhao Rong's collar, and the black collar is swaying on his fair neck, as if gently stepping on the center of a person's heart.

It should have been mind-blowing.

Zhao Rong had a straight face, his black pupils were hidden in the night, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly, which made him even more cold.

He was born with a pair of gentle eyes, which won't cool down much even in the cold.

But in Qiao Nanqi's eyes, Zhao Rong's slight displeasure was enough to make him extremely vigilant, and this simple and indifferent expression was enough to make him feel flustered.

He shouldn't have let Zhao Rong see it.

But Zhao Rong still saw it.

Moreover, Zhao Rong seemed to be deliberately blocking him at the door so he didn't leave.

He saw that Zhao Rong just stood there, didn't speak for a while, and didn't respond to his apology, so he said, "I'm sorry...I didn't want to disturb you."

Zhao Rong took a step forward.

Qiao Nanqi stood clearly in well-groomed clothes, but felt a little embarrassed by this step, subconsciously backed away for a while, took half a step back, saw Zhao Rong's serious expression again, and stopped in his tracks.

Zhao Rong walked in front of Qiao Nanqi, and saw Qiao Nanqi's expression in the dark night.He said word by word: "But now, you have interrupted."

Qiao Nanqi froze.

He hadn't been so close to Zhao Rong for a long time, as if the other person's body temperature seemed to come closer, as if the heat from his breathing and speaking would bother the person in front of him.

He couldn't help holding his breath slightly, and tried his best to restrain his urge to raise his hand to button up Zhao Rong and hug him.

He tried his best to make himself look like a normal person, like a friend who can calmly chat with Zhao Rong, suppressing all the struggles, calming his tone, and asking: "Where did I reveal my secrets?"

"Because I saw this thing."

"Then just now, I sent a message to ask the colleagues who worked in your company that I knew before, and when I learned that you were indeed on a 'business trip', I knew I was right."

Zhao Rong took out a small object from his pocket.

He spread out his palm, and a swallow-shaped cufflink appeared in his palm.

It's Qiao Nanqi's cufflinks.

Qiao Nanqi knew that his cufflinks had been left in the auditorium.

When he was talking about things with Zhou Yueqing, he put it on the table casually. If it was in the past, he would definitely not forget to take it away.It's just that Ruan Cheng's phone call came suddenly, and he was in a hurry, so he naturally couldn't care about such things.

When I just came out, I didn't even bother to care about such insignificant accessories-just buy another one.

But this thing... Even if Zhao Rong saw it, how could it...

"I almost forgot, you don't know," Zhao Rong answered his confusion, "Before we broke up, even though Xiao Wu bought your clothes for you at the checkout, I picked every one of them. I changed the gems on the cufflinks on purpose, so unfortunately, I saw them."

"Although I don't really want to see it."

Qiao Nanqi gradually felt a little sour in his eyes.

He said to himself, "So I'm even more of a jerk than I know now."

When we were together, did he care about Zhao Rong's basic necessities of life?

Of course not.At most, he asked Sister Li to make some food supplements and asked Xiao Wu to pay more. He didn't even know what food supplements he made and how much money he paid in total.

He's such a goddamn jerk.

"You already know." Zhao Rong said suddenly.

He didn't say anything, and didn't ask Qiao Nanqi how he knew.

But Qiao Nanqi understood that Zhao Rong was referring to the marriage contract.

And that wedding that Zhao Rong deliberately hid from him.

"...I asked Xingping." He said.

Zhao Rong glanced at him, turned around and said, "Your Majesty, let me have a few words with him alone."

Liang Youjun immediately understood, took out his mobile phone, walked quickly to the bench not far away, sat down and played with his mobile phone, as if he was not curious about what happened here.

—— Very obedient, very worry-free, if it is a person who is kept by your side, it is indeed a good choice.

Qiao Nanqi thought so.

"I'm sorry." Knowing what Zhao Rong wanted to ask, he apologized again, and before Zhao Rong could speak, he whispered, "I have interfered with the Zhou family's affairs."

He remembered that when he was still in Yangcheng, he contacted Ruan Cheng to help Zhao Rong secretly, but Zhao Rong didn't appreciate it, and came to the company to reject him, and was even very unhappy about it.

Qiao Nanqi immediately explained: "I know you can solve it, but I just think that you might want your mother to get better treatment earlier, so I intervened. After that, your contact with the Zhou family and the Ruan family, I didn't even intervene, Ruan Cheng took the initiative to find you, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Rong quietly listened to Qiao Nanqi's quick and hasty explanation.

He blinked slowly, then lowered his head and closed his eyes, folded his hands in his pockets, looked at a certain place on the ground as if bored, and said indifferently: "Don't say sorry to me."

"Qiao Nanqi," he didn't use the alienated address "Mr. Qiao", but he didn't bring any intimacy, just like talking to a friend, "'I'm sorry', only between entangled people, will exist."

This was more severe than directly rejecting Qiao Nanqi's apology, like a sharp knife, cutting him to death in an instant.

"But I really want to thank you. Without your help, maybe I can achieve my goal, but I have to pay a big price."

These words seemed to add a layer of warmth to Ling Chi's knife, cutting Qiao Nanqi's heart little by little, but there was actually some warmth coming from the blade.

Zhao Rong didn't seem to reject him as completely as before.

He disturbed Zhao Rong's current life, but he was still able to talk to Zhao Rong calmly. This was a gift that had come so suddenly, and it was a reaction that he could not have expected before.

At this moment, he actually prayed for the blade to strike a few more times, so as to pierce his heart.

"You said, we are still friends, right?" His voice became slightly hoarse, "Friends... It's normal for friends to help."

"Ah."

There was a moment of silence between the two.

The slow-moving cold wind is like the quietly flowing time, lying among them.

Qiao Nanqi finally raised his hand and touched Zhao Rong's collar.

Zhao Rong was taken aback.

He and Qiao Nanqi had been together for some time, and his body subconsciously wouldn't reject him, so he was approached by the other party without warning.

When he realized that Qiao Nanqi's fingers had touched his jaw, he froze suddenly, afraid of what this man would do.

But Qiao Nanqi just buttoned his button and said, "It's cool."

Then he withdrew his hand and took a step back, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

Zhao Rong looked down at the neckline on the eye button, then looked up again, and looked away.

"Actually, when I saw the cufflinks just now, I was a little angry. I felt that I had completely left your life track. Why didn't you let me go? But after I came out, when I was waiting for you to come out at the door, I thought again, yes Ah, I have already left your life track, even if you appear here—”

"Are we just, um, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land?"

He actually smiled.

But this smile doesn't look like a happy smile, but a sigh of helplessness and embarrassment.

"It was just an accident. I thought you should let it go. I've already..."

"I let it go," Qiao Nanqi said, "I know it."

"Zhao Rong, I have already lost you."

He just couldn't help but continue to like it.

He didn't say that.

Even if you say it out loud, you're just asking yourself for humiliation.

At this time, Liang Youjun, who was playing with his mobile phone in the distance, suddenly came over and said to Zhao Rong: "Boss, Brother Xu said that today the tire of the car was punctured by something, and he was discouraged. If he goes back and drives another car?" It’s going to be delayed again, why don’t we take a taxi back?”

This place is not in a busy city, so it is not easy to take a taxi, but there is still a bit of a high price, and you can wait a little longer.

Zhao Rong obviously doesn't care about these things, he is an easy-going person.

He nodded: "Take a taxi."

Qiao Nanqi opened his mouth, and when Zhao Rong was about to turn around, he still said, "I'll take you back——shall I take you back?"

He had tried his best to restrain his urge to get close to Zhao Rong.

But now, once it was discovered that Zhao Rong hadn't been too unfeeling towards him, these suppressions and restraints immediately overwhelmed his reason.

If Zhao Rong would not be unhappy seeing him, would he be able to quietly watch from the sidelines?

He didn't ask for anything else, just like now, he could say a few words, he was happy to see Zhao Rong, and even gave him a gift.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at him.

The street lamp cast down behind them, prolonging the shadows, Zhao Rong's back to the light, his complexion in such darkness, people can't see clearly.

But Qiao Nanqi seemed to hear Zhao Rong sigh.

He thought his trivial request could only be rejected, but Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, please."

Before the joy came to his mind, Qiao Nanqi suppressed these emotions due to his previous experience.

How could Zhao Rong let go so easily?

Maybe there was a "but" waiting for him after that.

But he didn't wait for the next sentence.

Zhao Rong just asked him, "Where did you park the car?"

Qiao Nanqi was startled, and raised his finger in one direction.

Zhao Rong nodded silently.

He seemed to have changed into the obedient look standing beside Qiao Nanqi as he did a few years ago, with gentle brows and eyes that looked at people without any thorns, even if he didn't smile, he could warm people's hearts.

The cool wind blew his hair slightly, lifted the ends of his hair, and stirred people's heartstrings.

Qiao Nanqi took out the car key from his pocket and held it in his hand, looking at Zhao Rong's profile.He moved his Adam's apple lightly, and was afraid that Zhao Rong could not see clearly, so he raised his foot and said, "Just a few steps. Don't worry, I didn't drink..."

"I'll leave after I take you home."

Zhao Rong's eyes were slightly bent, and he raised his hand to hold Liang Youjun who was behind him, and then calmly said to him, "Okay."

Liang Youjun was stunned for a moment, as if he understood immediately, he clasped it back with his backhand, and the other hand also climbed onto Zhao Rong's wrist, like a gay lover, holding Zhao Rong's arm with both hands.Maintaining this posture, he said to Qiao Nanqi, "Then I will trouble you, thank you."

Qiao Nanqi paused, let go of his hand, and the car key fell to the ground with a "da" sound, as if an arrow had fallen in the rustling wind.

It's just that the arrow will not only pierce his chest, but also cut open his heart, drink up his blood bit by bit, and at the end, say "thank you" politely to him.

Really gentle torture.

His eyes became more sour.

Qiao Nanqi hurriedly lowered his head, knelt down to pick up the car keys, and said calmly, "Well, thank you..."

He didn't even know what he was talking about, he paused for a while, and his rationality returned for a while, before he continued: "No thanks. Come with me."