Lost [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Rong looked past Qiao Nanqi and took a look inside the room.

Liang Youjun is not usually a tidy person, the house is messy and there is everything. At first glance, it should be messy and nothing can be seen, but he just swept away empty wine bottles all over the floor.

It can be regarded as knowing where the collisions heard at the door just now came from.

Liang Youjun was still holding an empty wine bottle in his hand, his face was flushed, his eyes were dazed and he sat on the ground, lying on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Seeing him coming, Liang Youjun squinted his eyes and looked at the door, seemed to react, then stood up abruptly, and shouted drunkenly: "Boss!!! You are here!!!"

Zhao Rong: "..."

His expression remained calm and unchanged.Concentrating her eyes, her face was calm, she turned around, and slowly closed the door, keeping the cool wind out.

Qiao Nanqi watched him from the sidelines from the beginning to the end, standing upright, with deep and energetic eyes, obviously very different from Liang Youjun's state at the moment.

The man didn't drink at all.

He was wondering just now that few people dared to drink like Qiao Nanqi since he was a child, how could he drink as much as Liang Youjun, who used to wander around various parties and sensual venues.

"Mr. Qiao," he looked at Qiao Nanqi, his voice was light but heavy, "you came here to find someone to drink, and you haven't drunk a single drink yourself, you are very patient."

Qiao Nanqi was speechless.

The man just looked down at him slightly, his eyes seemed to flicker for a moment, but his face looked very calm.

If Zhao Rong hadn't caught sight of this man's clenched and loosened fists from the corner of his eye, I'm afraid that Qiao Nanqi would really feel that his expression remained the same.

He walked up to Liang Youjun, sighed, squatted down and helped him up: "Go to sleep first, I'll take care of it here."

"Boss!" Liang Youjun called out to him, then lowered his voice, "...Is there any salary increase?"

Zhao Rong couldn't laugh or cry.

He knew that Liang Youjun was drunk and asked for a salary increase out of nowhere, because he felt that he had defended Qiao Nanqi's "pressing question".

"Yes, yes, you go back to your room first."

With his support, Liang Youjun stumbled back.

After setting up the people, Zhao Rong returned to the living room, sat down in the mess, and said, "If you have any questions, can you just ask me?"

Qiao Nanqi turned his head to look at him, and after a while, the man finally walked over slowly and sat down in front of Zhao Rong.

He whispered, "He promised me to drink."

"Does he dare not agree?"

Zhao Rong is angry, funny and complicated.

It's so funny, when did Young Master Qiao want to play such young people's tricks and do such childish things?Is this still the Qiao Nanqi who is so moody?

The complication is...

He likes people--the one in front of him.

He knows very well that when he likes it from the bottom of his heart, all the calmness, calmness, and maturity will disappear after encountering something related to that person.

It's very much like Qiao Nanqi's current situation.

He was speechless for a moment, then casually took a bottle of wine, opened it, and pushed it in front of Qiao Nanqi.

"Then I'll buy you a drink too, will you agree?"

"I agree." Qiao Nanqi replied firmly.

He didn't expect Zhao Rong to come.Presumably it was Liang Youjun who called when he went to the bathroom to vomit just now.

Zhao Rong came, he should have been flustered in surprise, but at this moment, he felt a faint sense of joy.

Even though Liang Youjun has always insisted that he and Zhao Rong are in a normal relationship, if that is the case, Zhao Rong's reaction after entering the door just now...

It's not like dealing with emotional disputes, but rather like dealing with friends' troubles.

"Zhao Rong," he asked tentatively, "You and Liang Youjun..."

Zhao Rong pushed the opened wine bottle in front of him again.

He knew that Qiao Nanqi must have seen the clue - after he just entered the door, he didn't plan to act at all.

The reason why Liang Youjun was used to make Qiao Nanqi quit in the face of difficulties was because he felt that Qiao Nanqi would not persevere, and if he made things difficult, this person would leave.

But Qiao Nanqi didn't leave.

He just said, "Didn't you want to ask Youjun for an answer?"

He pointed to the unfinished wine all over the floor, "Then you might as well change my answer."

The meaning is obvious.

There is too much wine left.

But Qiao Nanqi's eyes were slightly bright, and he smiled slightly.

Zhao Rong watched Qiao Nanqi pick up the bottle and pour it down. Silence spread between the two of them, only the sound of this man drinking.

A bottle soon ran out, he stretched out his hand, and slowly opened a new one for the other party.

At this moment, Zhao Rong found that he felt a sense of relaxation pouring down.

It seems that the emotions that were held and tensed before were all resolved by this person's willingness to drink cup after cup.

Qiao Nanqi is so smart, did he already see his entangled thoughts?

Zhao Rong didn't speak.

Qiao Nanqi didn't say anything either.

They just opened the wine one by one, and the other drank it.

Deep night.

From time to time, there was the sound of light wind blowing outside the window, and the wine bottles rolled to the ground and made a crisp collision sound. The two were clearly sitting in the living room, but the surroundings were very quiet.

The living room of Liang Youjun's house was full of miscellaneous things, which made people dazzled.

More like a messed up heart.

Zhao Rong watched Qiao Nanqi drink the wine he handed over without changing his face, and suddenly remembered that Qiao Nanqi had done the same thing in the bar when he was still in Yangcheng.

It's just that they had just broken up at that time, and all the indifference and sharpness were magnified at that time, and he never felt that Qiao Nanqi really loved him.

but now……

Zhao Rong raised her eyes, and accidentally met Qiao Nanqi's gaze.

Qiao Nanqi was already getting a little drunk.

It's just that he is still sitting upright, his eyes are calm but affectionate, his eyes are not as bright as before, and they are slightly drunk.

It makes people feel very gentle.

It has always been like this recently, whenever Zhao Rong is alone with Qiao Nanqi, Zhao Rong always feels that this person is born a gentle and bright person.But only when there were other people around, and seeing Qiao Nanqi talking to others, did he suddenly realize that Qiao Nanqi was still the same Qiao Nanqi in Yangcheng.

The 16-year-old Qiao Nanqi is gentle, clean, restrained and sharp.

Qiao Nanqi, who studied in the library in college, was calm and mature with a bit of youthfulness that hadn't faded, like a sword coming out.

Qiao Nanqi, who was with him more than a year ago, was indifferent, so calm that he couldn't arouse any emotion, like the dark sky covered by dark clouds.

At this moment, Qiao Nanqi in front of his eyes seemed to have mixed together all the baptisms of the past years.

It was still the person who moved his heart, but with an added brilliance.

Still bright, but no longer dazzling.

While thinking about it, Qiao Nanqi had drunk so much that he was completely drunk.

He couldn't even sit still, leaning on the table with one hand and his forehead with the other, he was still trying to stay awake.

Zhao Rong followed the soft and clear light in the room, and saw the man's face sideways, with the light mole exposed outside, with a faint gloomy look.

Zhao Rong raised her hand and lightly touched the corner of Qiao Nanqi's eyes.

The other party seemed to be stunned by his sudden action, and surprise flashed across his slightly unfocused eyes.

Before Zhao Rong retracted his hand, the man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed him forcefully.

"Zhao Rong..."

Zhao Rong blinked slowly, shook her head helplessly, and stood up to withdraw her hand.

But Qiao Nanqi didn't know if it was because of his drunkenness, he grabbed it even harder, and couldn't pull it out at all.The temperature of the opponent's palm wrapped around his wrist, it was warm and hot, it was clearly just sticking to the skin, but for some reason, it seemed to be burning to the heart.

"Zhao Rong." The man called his name again.

It's totally drunk.

Zhao Rong calmed down, then stood up and said to him, "Let go."

This time it worked better than every time before, Qiao Nanqi gave him a reluctant look, and really let go.

Zhao Rong didn't know where Qiao Nanqi lived now, so she took out her mobile phone, called Xiao Wu, and asked someone to pick it up.

Afterwards, he transferred a sum of money to Liang Youjun as a salary increase, clicked on the blacklist of his social account, and pulled out Qiao Nanqi's account from it - he was a friend just after he pulled it out, and obviously the other party still kept it. friendship.

He put the page of adding friends back in front of Qiao Nanqi, and said, "Don't let Xiao Wu run around in the future, it's not easy for him."

After finishing all this, he lowered his head and put away his mobile phone, and said to Qiao Nanqi: "I like the collection of books you sent to my bookstore very much, it's my taste."

Qiao Nanqi raised his head and looked up at him.He was really drunk, although he was not as noisy as Liang Youjun when he was drunk, but his expression was obviously full of drunkenness and his eyes were not clear.

"You also put a brand new copy of "The Gods Themselves" inside, I saw it."

"When I saw something, I was thinking, I always thought you have changed, but it seems that you haven't, or have you changed back?"

"Zhao Rong..." The man could only call his name, his eyes wandered, and he paused for a while.

Zhao Rong thought, what would this person say?Another explanation?Or apologize?

half an hour.

Qiao Nanqi actually only added one sentence.

"I like you."

Zhao Rong was startled.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, there was a sudden pause at this moment, and he tripped over the wine bottle. He kicked the chubby bottle, and bumped into a pile of empty wine bottles with a crisp sound.

There is still a strong smell of wine in the air, intoxicating.

But it seems that it is not as shocking as this sentence.

He did begin to believe it.

He doesn't want to compete anymore.

He looked down at Qiao Nanqi.

If you can really hold on, we won't waste it.

I am indeed a layman.

I want to have a stable home, I want to live as I want, and I want to have someone for a long time.

He said this to Qiao Nanqi in his heart.

The moon is getting higher and higher, hanging in the night sky, and gradually falling down.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Zhou Yueqing didn't sleep - she was looking at the surveillance record sent to her by the security guard.

In the picture, a man who looks older is wearing a mask, looking furtively in the corner and looking ahead.And if you move the screen to another camera angle, you can see that what this sneaky person is watching is Zhao Rong and Qiao Nanqi who were about to leave at the door.

After a while, Zhao Rong got in the car and left, while Qiao Nanqi was still there.

And the peeking person lost interest and left quietly.

Obviously, this person's target is Zhao Rong.

"Old Lin, when did you find out?" she asked.

Lao Lin said: "Just today, as soon as I found it, I came to show it to the lady. Before I came, I checked the records of the past few days, only to find that this person came several days ago. He was wearing a mask and sunglasses. Every time Zhao When the husband came, he was peeping, and sometimes he was still wandering around in the hospital, like, like looking at the spot?"

"Fortunately, I found it, Miss, this..."

Zhou Yueqing thought for a moment.

If this person's target was only Zhao Rong, it would be more convenient to clearly stare at the door of Zhao Rong's house than to stare at the hospital where this person is coming and going.

Moreover, the other party not only stared at Zhao Rong, but also visited the hospital.

Inside the hospital...

Zhao Ming?

All the transactions and unhappiness between Zhao Rong and their Zhou family now stem from Zhao Rong's desire to treat Zhao Ming's illness.

If something happened to Zhao Ming, Zhao Rong, no, not only Zhao Rong, but even Qiao Nanqi, would be too busy to take care of themselves.

"Old Lin," Zhou Yueqing thought of a reason that would never go wrong, "Recently, we have a few business opponents who have been wanting our technical information. Stealing things. Don't worry about it, if he really did it, we can still have a handle."

"Anyway, a place like a hospital doesn't have much money, so nothing can happen. I'll notify Mr. Zhao and the others when something really happens."

Perhaps Lao Lin didn't even understand her reasons, so naturally he responded repeatedly.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Nanqi woke up leisurely under the influence of his biological clock.

Although he was too drunk last night, he didn't know if he was thinking about breakfast in his heart, so he still woke up at a fixed time.

When he woke up, he was lying on his bed at home.

last night……

Qiao Nanqi rubbed his forehead, recalling what happened after Zhao Rong came last night, washed up and walked out of the living room, only to find that Xiao Wu was sitting upright waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, Xiao Wu stood up immediately: "Sir, good morning!"

"You sent me back last night?" Qiao Nanqi recognized it at a glance.

"After sending you back, I went back. I just came here when I saw the order."

Qiao Nanqi was not surprised, Xiao Wu had the key to his house.

Every day before, when he asked Xiao Wu to come, he would stop by the bookstore first, ask Zhao Rong what he wanted to eat in the morning, and then come over to get the breakfast he made.

He interrupted his memory for a while, and asked, "Did Zhao Rong say what he wanted to eat today?"

Xiao Wu unexpectedly "coughed", cleared his throat, lowered his tone, and imitated Zhao Rong's gentle manner when he spoke, and said: "—'I want to eat, won't he ask himself?' Mr. Zhao Said so."

Qiao Nanqi was taken aback.

Zhao Rong blocked him a long time ago, and the phone was also blocked. He just asked Xiao Wu to go there every day because he couldn't ask.

Why did Zhao Rong say that——

He paused.

The half-remembered details just now slowly emerged from my mind.

——"Don't let Xiao Wu run around in the future, it's not easy for him."

"Where's my phone?"

"I put it on your bedside to charge..."

Qiao Nanqi turned around immediately, went back to the room and picked up the phone.

He opened his account, found Zhao Rong's business card, clicked in, and at the end of the chat history, there was still a reminder message that he was blocked, and a red exclamation mark next to the last unsent message.

But at the bottom of these messages, a new reminder appeared.

"The other party has added you as a friend."