Lost [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Nanqi was startled at first.

What Zhao Rong said was so sudden that he even thought he heard it wrong.

When he realized it, his already pale face became even paler.

"Xingping told you? Zhao Rong, I..."

"You know what I mean," Zhao Rong's words were still as usual, gentle and calm, but filled with irrefutable insistence, "You don't need to take off your clothes, stand up now, and go out."

"We don't have a relationship where you show me the wound unconditionally."

These words are not trivial.

Qiao Nanqi didn't want Zhao Rong to know, but he didn't dare to bear the consequences of this sentence.

It was hard for him to stay so peacefully around Zhao Rong, how dare he make Zhao Rong angry?

He just nodded.

"It's all right," he said, "you don't have to worry about it."

Zhao Rong ignored him and just looked at him.

Qiao Nanqi gritted his teeth, knowing that this test would not pass.

He raised his hand, unbuttoned the shirt one by one, and took off the black shirt that covered the wound.When taking it off, he deliberately used the dropped clothes to cover the scar on his wrist.

He has always been in much better health than Zhao Rong. Compared with Zhao Rong's thinness, Qiao Nanqi's body line under his clothes can be said to be extremely obvious.Even if he was walking in the party wearing a tight dress, and the suit depicted his muscular lines, there would always be people who would come up to him and want to follow him.

Zhao Rong has seen it many times in the past one or two years.

At this moment, he couldn't get his mind off that side at all.

Qiao Nanqi gritted his teeth and remained silent, while Zhao Rong stared intently. For a moment, the air seemed to stop flowing.

for a long time.

The wind outside was howling, and the night could only be seen through the gaps in the curtains, it was very dark.

The breathing sounds of the two people in the room intertwined, like the quiet drumbeat in the deep forest, beating in the hearts of people.

Zhao Rong broke the silence.

He asked, "How did the upper arm get done?"

Young Master Qiao, who even the doctor had to deal with the wound with trepidation just now, restrained all his sharpness, and he suppressed his voice, and he didn't want to say but he had to answer: "When I carried your mother out of the room, I burned it. "

"Where's the waist?"

"When I first entered the door, the bottom of a piece of equipment was burned and smashed down. I hid for a while, and it was fine..."

He was in a hurry to explain, but he wasn't afraid that Zhao Rong would be worried.

—— It would be nice if Zhao Rong didn't dislike him.

He felt that this was what he should have done, and he was even glad that he was vigilant at the time.But he was afraid that Zhao Rong would feel that he owed him favors, so he would always think about repaying him, which would only add to his troubles.

"The burn is not a serious problem. After taking the medicine, I don't feel much. It's not a serious injury. Compared with your—"

Zhao Rong had raised his uninjured left hand, and lightly poked the burn on his upper arm.

Qiao Nanqi snorted.

"No serious problem?" Zhao Rong asked him, with a little displeasure in his tone, "Is this no serious problem?"

"Don't I have the right to know about this matter? You saved my mother and not someone else, shouldn't I know? You always don't tell me anything, you are bored in your heart, and you don't listen to me. In the end, no one will No benefit, no one understands what's going on behind the scenes, is that okay?"

Zhao Rong hasn't talked to Qiao Nanqi like this for a long time.

In the past, it was he who was talking and Qiao Nanqi was listening, or Qiao Nanqi didn't want to listen at all.Later, Qiao Nanqi said that he didn't dare to listen, he didn't want to listen.

In fact, they have never been like this before, one is talking seriously, and the other is listening intently.

Zhao Rong's words had already revealed the meaning of knowing the past and unraveling the knots in the past, but Qiao Nanqi might have been too flustered at the moment to capture this point.

Qiao Nanqi said hastily: "No, I just don't want you to be bothered by such trivial matters. I..."

He paused.

At this time Zhao Rong was still looking at him, although he couldn't be sure how angry Zhao Rong was, but he could apologize a few times, put on his clothes, and fool around.

But he hesitated for a moment, and still didn't do it.

"I know you—maybe I was generalizing before, but I know you now."

"With your personality, you always think of the good of others. Everyone says you are easy to bully and gentle. It is because others treat you well, and you always have to pay back double."

Speaking of this, I don't know if I think of Zhao Rong, who was in his early 20s. His voice, which was somewhat hurried and hoarse, has softened.

"You are not willing to have anything to do with me now. If you know, you will definitely have to compete with yourself again."

"I hope you are happy."

When he said this, he still couldn't hold back.

"Zhao Rong, I like you. I don't expect you to look back at me anymore, but I hope that even if you move forward, you will not be burdened and be happy."

Qiao Nanqi originally wanted to say something, trying to make Zhao Rong angry with him.

But after saying this, he realized that other words were superfluous.Those explanations were all for this reason, and he had actually been saying such things to Zhao Rong all the time.

It's useless.

He also deserves to be useless.

So he paused for a while, and under Zhao Rong's gaze, he repeated firmly, "I like you."

These words wrapped in the hoarseness caused by this person's lack of rest, and the bloody conclusions that had been rolled over for more than ten years, each word rolled into Zhao Rong's ears like a raging fire.

Zhao Rong heard Qiao Nanqi say this many times.

After he left, when he was going to marry Lu Xingping, when Qiao Nanqi came to Zhuxi and got drunk and said it in a daze...

He was just flustered.

Far worse than at this moment, my heart is empty, but my thoughts are full.

Not because of the word itself.

It was the hasty explanations that Qiao Nanqi said before these words.

This suddenly brought him back to the time when he first met this person. Like other younger boys, this person had an awkwardness that he would not admit to doing good deeds, but he was still delicate and soft worried that he would do it for this favor. Tired.

So Qiao Nanqi didn't accept his IOU at that time.

So at that time, Qiao Nanqi only left him the address of an abandoned old house - but he didn't expect it to come in handy in the end.

Bright but soft, flamboyant but gentle, mature but cheerful.

This moment is also like that year.

His heart was sour, astringent, bitter, painful and sweet.

I was very angry at first, but now I am a little angry.

He had already made a decision when he was alone just now, but he was annoyed by this person's self-assertive concealment. After thinking about it, he changed his mind and didn't want to make this person happy so quickly.

He pressed those mixed flavors, looked away, and said, "Put it on."

Qiao Nanqi buttoned his buttons silently, and Zhao Rong added, "You deserve it."

——These words sounded like resentment and disgust. Zhao Rong forgot after venting out, but it made Qiao Nanqi's heart flutter for half a month.

Qiao Nanqi still came every day as before, just because Zhao Rong would always drive him to rest, and he didn't come as frequently as before.

He wanted to ask Zhao Rong what the phrase "serve it right" meant, but he was worried that he would get a bad answer, and after a long time of ups and downs, his heart still couldn't settle down.

When he wanted to talk to Zhao Rong, he didn't have the chance.

Zhao Ming is going to have an operation.

In the past half month, Zhao Rong's injury had already healed slowly, and it did not affect his actions at all.

After Chen Jingnian was brought to justice, he was sent back to Yangcheng for investigation. After Zhou Yueqing's accident, the Zhou family changed the person in charge, so there was no hidden danger. Zhao Rong and the Ruan family's first cooperation project was fully launched. Lu Xingping and Xia Yuantu had already returned to Yangcheng. Liang Youjun Holding the exercise booklet, she told Zhao Rong that she was going to take the adult college entrance examination. Mrs. Xu's pregnancy test went very smoothly. Fang Zhuoqun and Zhao Rong said that the wedding was rescheduled because the girlfriend changed jobs and wanted to wait for the job to stabilize...

After all, what made Zhao Rong the happiest was the success of Zhao Ming's operation.

The doctor Qiao Nanqi invited back had experience here, and the whole operation went smoothly.

After the light in the operating room turned green, the doctor came out and told Zhao Rong that Zhao Ming's condition would only shift slightly and would not deteriorate significantly.

Zhao Rong watched the doctor take off his mask, and was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Then there was a levee-like slack.

He didn't cry when he supported himself and Zhao Ming's expenses by himself, he didn't cry when he was under house arrest by Chen Zehe in Chen's house for more than a month, he didn't cry when he had a fever for several days when he just moved into Qiao Nanqi's house, from Qiao Nanqi After Qi's family moved out, he still didn't cry.

Even when he was injured half a month ago, he just gritted his teeth and endured it.

But when he saw the doctors and nurses pushing Zhao Ming out, the tears he had held back for years fell without warning.

The walls of the hospital are pale and white, and the lights are so bright that they always make people panic.

It seems to be able to shine into people's hearts and uncover the deepest emotions hidden.

Zhao Rong sat on a bench outside the operating room, leaning against the wall, curled her legs, embraced her hands, and buried her head in tears.

The people around him dispersed, as if they wanted to leave him a space to vent.

Only Qiao Nanqi was still on the sidelines.

Qiao Nanqi stood in front of him without saying a word, but kept passing him tissues.

The next day.

Birds flying back from somewhere farther south hung on the trees outside, chirping, filling the originally quiet green belt with endless white noise.

The rustling cool wind is no longer icy cold, it seems to carry a little warmth.

Like a harbinger of early spring.

Qiao Nanqi was busy with the new company, Zhao Rong was watching Zhao Ming in the ward, while Liang Youjun and Xiao Wu were waiting for Zhao Rong outside the ward.

Seeing that people are about to come out, Liang Youjun can't read the exercises, it's very boring.

He raised his elbow and lightly touched Xiao Wu who was standing beside him who was not playing with his mobile phone: "Assistant Wu, I always feel that we will have a long time to deal with in the future. I am a part-time worker, and it seems like Xiao Wu is called by the boss. It's not very polite. But they call you Xiao Wu Xiao Wu every day, even Young Master Qiao, I don't know your name yet. What's your name?"

Xiao Wu said "oh", calmly said: "Actually, you can call me whatever you want. As for the name, because I was born in the countryside, my parents are not educated, and they only think that I can make a lot of money, so I only The name is a word of money."

The old god Liang Youjun nodded: "Oh, that's Wu—"

He paused and fell silent.

For a moment, he let out an extremely soulless "ah" and said, "I think at a certain time, people may still need to be less polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Rong just walked out.

"What are you doing? Inspiring teachers and mobilizing people."

"Mr. Zhao," Xiao Wu sighed solemnly, "You are just recovering from a serious illness, so you can't work too hard. Mr. knows that you are worried about the unfamiliar nurses, so I stopped my work and let me take care of Zhao for you for a few days. Ma'am, go and rest."

Liang Youjun was still holding the exercise booklet in his hand, without raising his head, he said: "Anyway, you hire someone else in the bookstore, let me concentrate on reviewing. I am reviewing in the ward, and I can review with Assistant Wu in shifts. Rest, boss, you black Eye sockets are coming out."

Zhao Rong subconsciously raised his hand to touch his eyes, and realized in the next moment that Liang Youjun didn't even lift his head, so he must be talking nonsense.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't make drafts when you lie."

But this time he didn't try his best.

"Don't delay your review. If you're too busy, I'll just go find another nurse."

He said to Xiao Wu again: "I know that Qiao Nanqi's remuneration for you is not low, but I will calculate it separately for myself. I will transfer the money to you later, and you are not allowed to refuse."

Xiao Wu nodded quickly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

He was not as "fascinated" as their husbands, who always ignored Zhao Rong's other intentions in a panic.He listened, and actually heard something from Zhao Rong's words that he regarded him as his own employee.

- "Separate calculation".

If it's not your own family, why emphasize the phrase "separately count"?

After Xiao Wu was delighted, he was stunned by these words. It just so happened that Zhao Rong's next sentence was: "Do you have the key to Qiao Nanqi's house? I have something to ask him, and his phone is turned off—he must be in a meeting. I think Go directly to his house and wait for him."

How can I refuse this?

Their husbands look forward to the stars and the moon only for the people around them, so they offered to wait at home.

Xiao Wu handed over the key to Zhao Rong the next moment, without even informing their husbands, complacently selling their husbands for free.

Before leaving the hospital, Liang Youjun asked Zhao Rong, "Boss, have you thought it through?"

"Why, want to gossip again?"

"That's not true, I just think it's pretty... well, I can't tell. I'm an old hand at this, and I just want to ask a harmless little question," Liang Youjun said in a low voice, "You don't like others anymore, so you and Did Young Master Qiao make do with it, or is he really moved again?"

Zhao Rong lifted his foot and kicked his heel: "You are a small and harmless problem?"

Liang Youjun slipped away with a playful smile on his face.

On the way Xu Xin took Zhao Rong to Qiao Nanqi's house, Zhao Rong thought about Liang Youjun again.

He watched the scenery outside the car window receding rapidly, like the sound of wind that could be heard by the eyes, whistling by, quickly plucking his heartstrings.

There are all kinds of ideas, but they are not chaotic, but very clear.

improvise?

How could it be just enough.

When he left Qiao Nanqi, he had prepared for the worst.

Having reached this point, Zhao Rong has never been afraid of being alone.

It was precisely because he had reached this point that he saw that the knives of time had carved them who should have been the same into very different shapes.But he walked over the thorns, over the steep, waded through the rapids, turned to look at the man who was chasing him, and he unexpectedly discovered bit by bit that this man took off the scarred shell together with him , it is still the same as before.

Thinking back carefully, he was actually not tempted by other people at all.

Except for Zhao Ming, who is related to him by blood, he has a layer of estrangement from everyone here after all.

But Qiao Nanqi was different.

Before he came to this world, he was very familiar with this name, so he naturally trusted and opened up to the person with this name more easily.

In fact, it was Qiao Nanqi who brought him another choice.

If he hadn't met Qiao Nanqi when he was a teenager, he wouldn't have liked anyone else at all.

Fortunately.

Xu Xin slowly stopped in front of Qiao Nanqi's house, Zhao Rong came here for the first time, looked curiously at the villa which was only two streets away from his home, and smiled helplessly.

When he got off the car, Xu Xin asked him suddenly: "Come to pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"..." Zhao Rong instantly understood what Xu Xin meant, "Brother Xu, why did you get spoiled by Youjun?"

Xu Xin laughed loudly, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

Zhao Rong took the key and walked to the door in the breeze, thinking about what he would tell this person when Qiao Nanqi came back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, a furry thing suddenly hit his ankle.

He lowered his head, and the big chubby cat with a fur color and pattern that was very familiar to him was rubbing against his ankle. Obviously, he still recognized him, and began to dawdle around his feet.

Another cat he was familiar with jumped down from the cabinet inside the door, tiptoed silently, and walked slowly in front of him.

Qiao Nanqi is really busy today.

The Qiao family's industry in Zhuxi has completely started to develop, and it is suitable that the momentum is surging, and his meeting has not stopped from the beginning to the end.

By the time I could finally catch my breath, it was already late at night.

He thought about going home quickly to clean up and went to the hospital to find Zhao Rong. When his phone ran out of battery, he just plugged it in the car to charge it. He didn't spend time looking at it. He just closed his eyes and fell asleep in the car for a while. Arrived home.

As soon as he got out of the car with his mobile phone, he was stunned.

The windows are lit.

There are some street lights around the outside of the detached villa, but they are far less bright than the lights emitted from the house, as if they can guide people the way home.

Qiao Nanqi's footsteps lightened.

Xiao Wu is here?What is there to find him?

They often ran around when they were busy, Qiao Nanqi didn't think there was anything strange, so he walked to the door.

There is no lock on the door, no sensor key is needed at all, just turn the door handle and it will open.

He was tired all over, and was ready to ask Xiao Wu what's the matter, but as soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell on the bright living room.

The young man was wearing a loose dark blue sweater, and was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the sofa, with his head down, holding a fat cat in his arms.

He was laughing and scratching the cat's chin.This cat is very familiar with him, and it is not afraid of strangers at all, and it sticks to his hand as soon as it rubs against it.

Hearing Qiao Nanqi's voice coming back, Zhao Rong raised his head, and his smile narrowed at that moment.

Qiao Nanqi paused.

Everything in front of me was too unexpected, yet too clear.

He looked at the cat in Zhao Rong's arms, and didn't have time to think about why Zhao Rong suddenly appeared at his house, so he knew what Zhao Rong had discovered.

Zhao Rong pushed the cat away.

The cat was no longer attached to it, and it yelled a few times in dissatisfaction, but Zhao Rong ignored it, stood up and walked towards Qiao Nanqi.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me?" he asked softly.

A few kittens didn't know that they were the evidence of the crime, some were lying on the side, and some had already come to Qiao Nanqi's feet to have fun.

"No more," Qiao Nanqi looked away from the group of young ancestors, seeing Zhao Rong's face was serious, and this time he admitted his mistake quickly and well, "I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future."

Zhao Rong kept a cold face on purpose, and was almost forced to laugh by this man's response without struggling at all.

He pretended to be serious and said, "On the way here today, I've been wanting to tell you something."

Qiao Nanqi's whole body froze, his grip on the phone became tighter and tighter, and he subconsciously held his breath for a moment.

Half a month ago, Zhao Rong's phrase "serve it right" was still lingering in his ears, and now it was so endless, but it seemed that he had something very serious to say to him.

He was a little nervous at once, afraid that Zhao Rong would say something to him about refusing or letting him go.

The next moment, Zhao Rong's actions made Qiao Nanqi's heart sink.

Zhao Rong reached out, took his mobile phone from him, and asked him, "What's the password?"

Qiao Nanqi was at a loss, but still couldn't refuse Zhao Rong's inquiry, so he reported a series of numbers to him.

Zhao Rong turned on his mobile phone screen in front of him, and opened his mobile phone address book.

Afterwards, Qiao Nanqi watched helplessly as Zhao Rong dug out the phone with Zhao Rong's name on it, and deleted the number without haste.

He had been blackmailed by Zhao Rong once, and when he saw this, the first thought in his mind was that Zhao Rong wanted to cut off their contact information.

"Zhao Rong!" He subconsciously wanted to stop him, but before he finished speaking, Zhao Rong's number was deleted from his phone.

The face of the person who did this did not change, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Rong threw the phone directly into the pocket of Qiao Nanqi's windbreaker, and then continued: "But when I was sitting at your house just now, after thinking about it, I still don't think there is anything to say. Why don't we just leave it like this. I chased you back then. When I ran with you, I knew your number by heart, and I also spent more than a year on you, and now... it's only been more than half a year?"

Under Qiao Nanqi's apprehensive gaze, Zhao Rong turned around and walked out without him.

Qiao Nanqi raised his hand to grab Zhao Rong.

But before he grabbed Zhao Rong's arm, he knew that Zhao Rong didn't like him like this.He immediately withdrew his hand, and could only hear the sound of Zhao Rong's footsteps walking away, and the sound of closing the door, leaving only him and the cats around him in the whole house.

He stood there without moving, and his mood continued to sink.

All he could think about was that Zhao Rong had deleted all the phone numbers he saved, and the meaning of what he said was unclear, as if he wanted to drive him away.

How could this happen suddenly?

A few days ago... A few days ago, Mingming had already turned around, and Zhao Rong no longer disliked him staying aside, so why did he suddenly do this?

Did he accidentally do something wrong?

He stood like this, his mind racing with thoughts, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

But just when the cat at his feet bumped against his ankle because he was too hungry, he suddenly read another meaning from what Zhao Rong said just now, which he kept recalling.

——"When I ran after you, I knew your number by heart."

——"And what's the matter, I also spent more than a year on you, and now... it's only more than half a year?"

If the purpose of deleting the phone number is not to get away from him, but to...to let him memorize it...

To Qiao Nanqi, this other kind of thinking is no different from a bright future. It is unbelievable, but it is real.

He hurriedly turned on his phone, clicked on the social software, and saw the chat box with Zhao Rong on the top at a glance.

He can still see all the information on Zhao Rong’s account—Zhao Rongjing did not delete him.

He clicked into the chat box, hesitated for a moment, typed the ordinary "good night" and sent it out devoutly and intently.

Well, I was ready to wait all night.

moment.

A new message popped up in the chat box immediately.

--"Good night."

The starry night hangs high outside the house, and the bright moon floats in Yunshan, emitting a faint light, reflecting the boundless galaxy.

The light breeze swept over the branches, bringing the humidity in the air, and the first ray of vitality fell.

Early spring has finally come.

half year later.

Yangcheng.

The university auditorium was filled with people.

If you scan from the back to the front, there are men and women, all of whom are full of vigor, obviously college students in their 20s.

They raised their heads and looked at the young man at the front of the auditorium who was talking eloquently in front of the projection.Some seem to be listening to the content carefully, and some of the professional books in their hands are obviously not about economics. They are drowsy, but they still look up, not sure if they are listening to a speech or watching people.

But if you look at the front row of seats, you can see only sparse figures sitting, most of them are professors or administrators with senior qualifications in the school, or guests invited by the school.

Among the group of people, there was only one man who looked extremely young, obviously not even 30 years old.

Even if some people don't know him, just looking at his age and his seat in this group of authorities is enough to explain everything.

He sat there upright, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands, and looked up at the young man who was giving an outstanding alumni speech.

On the stage.

Zhao Rong was smiling, not affected by Qiao Nanqi's gaze at all.

He was wearing a well-fitting white shirt with a microphone hanging from the collar of the shirt. He stood calmly in the eyes of everyone and manipulated the remote control to flip through the projected content from time to time.

At the end of the speech, there was thunderous applause, and Qiao Nanqi heard the old professor beside him say to the people next to him: "Youth is promising."

He couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Rong had already stepped off the stage, replaced by another outstanding alumnus who was invited to give a speech at the school celebration.

He took a few deep breaths, calmed down the tension that he had hidden well during the speech just now, rejected a few people who came over to ask for contact information, put on a windbreaker coat, pocketed it with one hand, and walked out of the auditorium slowly.

The man who was still watching him in the first row was standing outside the door waiting for him.

Qiao Nanqi handed the bouquet of flowers in front of Zhao Rong, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, your first speech in life is very successful. Do you want to eat?"

Zhao Rong took it without any hesitation, and hugged each flower in her bosom, which was obviously a carefully selected bouquet, "Finally, I didn't lose the chain. But forget about eating, just deal with it casually, I have to go tomorrow We have to go back to Zhuxi for bidding."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Qiao Nanqi's face.

Zhao Rong picked up the bouquet, turned around and walked quickly to the parking place.

After walking a few steps, Qiao Nanqi restrained his expression again, and called him behind him: "Zhao Rong, it's been half a year..."

Zhao Rong paused.

He turned sideways and turned his head, his peach-like eyes were slightly bent, showing a smile.

"So?" The clear voice cut through the air, blowing through the autumn wind.

He paused, changed the topic, and said, "When I just moved away from your house, I went to the senior's house. At that time, he asked me, if I liked a book very much, would I read it again?" all over."

"I told him no, I won't open the book a second time if I've read it and found it boring."

Qiao Nanqi's eyes fell instantly, and he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong added: "But if you change to a brand new book and read it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it."

He was laughing all the time.

"Try it."

Not revisiting, but opening a new book with an unknown style.

Try to talk about a relationship again, try to start from the beginning, and try each other who are already completely different.

The gentle sunlight shone on Zhao Rong's body and the bouquet in his hand, as if lighting up the fragrance of the flowers, letting the fragrance of the flowers waft into people's eyes.

Very colorful.

These words fell into Qiao Nanqi's ears unexpectedly.

He didn't know whether it was Zhao Rong's smile or the bouquet of flowers in the sun that caught his eyes, and he was in a daze for a moment.

During the twists and turns, his heartbeat fluctuated, bit by bit swaying away from his reason.

In the midst of sourness and joy, he caught a few strands of hope.

half an hour.

He swallowed thousands of words.

"Thank you," he said.

There are students coming in and out constantly walking by, and the campus where they have all stayed is full of rustling wind and endless conversations.

The grass is slightly yellow, and the rows of branches and leaves are curled with autumn, as if rolling in a circle in red and yellow, dyed with attractive colors one after another.

The clouds in the distant sky are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, and people are coming and going nearby.

Years are long.

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The author has something to say: a few things:

1. Thank you very much for the little ones who followed up the serialization all the way here, and thank you for accompanying Zhao Rong and Qiao Gou through the serialization period of these months.

2. As a bonus, all the comments in the ending chapter will have red envelopes, and there will be a lottery with a large amount of Jinjiang coins, and you can participate in the full subscription.

3. I have a special episode at [email protected], the watermelon fried meat is delicious, and I posted some content that I might write. If you are interested, you can go and have a look or tell me what you want to see the most. I will write a special episode in the next few days.The extras will be posted as soon as they are written, and there is no appointment time. The extras with a few thousand words will be posted directly. If the extras are short, I should post them on the bib.

4. Although this article is about chasing wives and crematoriums, the core is the two-way redemption and reunion. There is no big love and hatred. It is about two people supporting (not) (crossed out) to grow and polish into the most suitable The story of each other's appearance is a little melancholy, but also a little warm.So I deliberately chose such a long-flowing writing style and narrative method, and tried my best to write it to a perfect ending.Everyone has different eyes, reading is a very personal thing, everyone may have different views and interpretations, respect all tastes and dislikes, accept different views, and thank you for all your love, thank you for our cooperation and let us You see what I said.

5. At present, the next article I want to write is "Golden Jade" or "Spreading". When I am ready, I may choose one of the two. (It is also possible that I suddenly have the inspiration to write a new one.) If you don’t dislike it, ask for an author’s column and a collection in advance.The following is the pre-receipt copy:

"Golden Jade [Chasing Wife Crematorium]"

Zhao Yu is wearing a book.

He transmigrated into a supporting role in the book—the senior brother of the hero Qin Jue, who was born with a golden body of immortality, exquisite jade bones, stunning talent and stunning beauty.

In order to complete the task of assisting the male protagonist to ascend to the immortal position, he was misunderstood by Qin Jue, resisted the thunder disaster for Qin Jue, and took all the slander charges for Qin Jue, but finally died under Qin Jue's sword, his golden body and jade bones were shattered , Bruised bones and ashes, dead without a whole body.

At the last moment before falling, Zhao Yu crouched in front of Qin Jue in embarrassment.

Qin Jue just lowered his head, looked at him indifferently, and said, "Senior brother, this is—crime, yes, answer, and gain."

When he opened his eyes a thousand years later, he found that he had been reborn as Qin Jue's favourite...a stand-in male favorite.

But Qin Jue, who had already entered the path of ruthlessness, was frantically looking for a way of resurrection.

The cold-hearted young immortal looked at him silently, with warm eyes and nostalgic expression.

Zhao Yu said calmly: "...Who are you looking at through me?"

"To see him."

Zhao Yu chuckled lightly, and her peach blossom eyes were full of beauty.

He stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Qin Jue's ear, "But you can't see him anymore."

later--

Qin Jue spoke ruthlessly, covered in blood, stood behind him with persistent eyes, and asked him in a mournful voice, "How is senior brother, why are you willing to turn around and look at me again?"

Zhao Yu really turned around, with a calm expression on his face: "If you also feel ashamed for me once, I will take a look at you."

*Wife chasing crematorium, 1v1HE, no attack change

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"Spread [Apocalyptic Science Fiction]"

[Lu Bo is accepted. 】

1.

Lu Bo, a genius scientist who is only 21 years old.

He had an accident during the mission and was forced to enter the cryogenic cabin and sleep for 2000 years.Waking up again, an unknown mutation spread across the earth...

There is only one way to stop the spread: bombing.

Lu Bo woke up in the depths of the mutant area, and the bombing was coming. He ran into a black-haired, black-eyed beauty in the dangerous mutant forest.

As soon as the beauty saw him, she turned her head and fell in front of him, and said softly: "The bombing is about to start, can you take me away?"

"……why?"

"Because I'm weak, pitiful, fragile and helpless."

Lu Bo raised his eyebrows, and moved the muzzle of the gun to the beauty's forehead: "Okay, then please beg me."

The beauty stepped forward and kissed the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"Crying or begging, little brother?"

Lu Bo: "."

2.

Lu Bo didn't want to bring along a good-for-nothing beauty as a burden, but he knew nothing about the ruined world after 2000, so he had to bring Huo Qi with him.

Unexpectedly, one day, the "trash" who had been protected by him crushed the mutant creature with his bare hands in front of him.

Lu Bo: "?"

"Oh," Huo Qi reacted immediately, rubbing his fingers, "Hands hurt so much."

Lu Bo: "..."

3.

The supreme commander Huo Qi brought back an unregistered person from the bombing remains.

This man named Lu Bo knows nothing and knows nothing. It is said that he needs the commander to teach him even to take a bath.

Everyone just thought that Huo Qi had raised a pet.

Until the base was destroyed and the mutated creatures chased after him, Lu Bo put on a cold face and assembled an airplane with his bare hands in the ruins of civilization.

Everyone is stupid.

*The beauty is Huo Qi, and Huo Qi is Gong

*Apocalyptic science fiction, cool article

* Mouth full of coquettish gong x Genius cold subject