Lost [Transmigration Book]

On the way home, Zhao Rong hardly spoke to Qiao Nanqi.

Qiao Nanqi was really just like a driver picking up people home, silently steering the steering wheel, sitting quietly in the driver's seat and driving the car.

Sometimes he couldn't help it, and would glance at the rearview mirror.

Zhao Rong and Liang Youjun sat in the back seat.

At night, if the lights in the car were not turned on intentionally, it would be dark inside, all due to the halo brought by the flashing street lights outside, only the silhouettes of people can be vaguely illuminated, and the expressions cannot be seen clearly.

He could only see that Zhao Rong and that young man were next to each other, and the two chatted from time to time. The young man was playing with his mobile phone, and after a while, he would always talk and share with Zhao Rong.

"..."

"...I think this place is not bad!" Liang Youjun showed Zhao Rong the lit phone screen.

"I'm familiar with this scenic spot," Zhao Rong smiled, obviously being very patient with him, "Choose a day during the off-peak period of tourism, when there are few people, I can take you there."

"Boss, you are so kind. Tickets..."

"When have I not been reimbursed?"

"I want to say that I invite you this time! Although you gave me all my money, I'm sorry that you always pay me."

"Aren't you deceiving yourself?"

"..."

While thinking about covering his ears, Qiao Nanqi felt that he should be content to listen to Zhao Rong's smiling voice like this.

The last person who loved him and he also loved - his mother, he couldn't keep it, and he didn't even have any chance to regain the original feeling in these long years.

This person who once—yes, once—loved him, who he loves now, he can see once in a while in the long days and nights of the future with no end in sight...

Not bad.

The car slowly stopped in front of Zhao Rong's house.

The moment Qiao Nanqi stepped on the brake, he met Zhao Rong's gaze looking forward at him in the rearview mirror.

The street lights in the community were very bright, although it was still in the dark, but he could see Zhao Rong's expression a little bit clearly.

Zhao Rong also seemed to see him look up, and said, "Even in Zhuxi, Young Master Qiao is still so powerful."

He was still calling Qiao Nanqi just now, but at this moment he was suddenly a little further away.

Qiao Nanqi was shocked.

He realized what Zhao Rong was talking about.

——Zhao Rong never told him the address of his home.

Qiao Nanqi has never been like today, constantly negligent, constantly acting like a defeated deserter.

He was clearly not the kind of person who would forget such important details, but when Zhao Rong was in his heart and mind, he really forgot.

He wanted to apologize, to explain that he didn't mean any harm, but just sat outside for a while on New Year's Eve.

But he remembered that just now Zhao Rong told him that apologies only exist between entangled people.

Zhao Rong does not need his apology.

At this moment, he is not even qualified to say "I'm sorry".

Qiao Nanqi swallowed this sentence of apology, and stepped on the brakes gently to death, his voice was slightly hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "In the future... I won't be good at Shizhang."

Liang Youjun originally wanted to talk to Zhao Rong pretending to be natural, but when Qiao Nanqi opened his mouth like this, he suddenly didn't know whether to speak or not.

He glanced at Zhao Rong, who nodded slightly and said, "Yes. Are you leaving these two days?"

Qiao Nanqi was startled.

The word "leave" carried too much weight, no matter if it was placed on any of them, it would be enough to crush him.

After Zhao Rong moved away, after Zhao Rong married Lu Xingping in front of him, he managed to get close for a moment, but Zhao Rong...

Is Zhao Rong driving him away?

Qiao Nanqi turned his head to look at Zhao Rong, suppressed his voice, and pleaded slightly: "Can I stay a few more days?"

Liang Youjun watched from the side, couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and touched his ears—is this person really Young Master Qiao from Yangcheng?

The Qiao Nanqi he heard from other people can be said to be worthy of any excellent and insolent words, and anyone who says them will be terrified.Even he, who actually only met Qiao Nanqi once or twice, has been famous for a long time.

If it weren't for this place being in Zhuxi, and if Liang Youjun's relationship with Zhao Rong wasn't what it used to be, he wouldn't even dare to make the act of pretending to be intimate with Zhao Rong just now.

But his boss was unmoved.

Zhao Rong said: "It seems that you have no plans to leave these two days. Since you know where my home is, you should also know that I have opened a bookstore, right? Tomorrow I promised Youjun to take him to a scenic spot. The day after tomorrow, when you are free ?"

These words obviously did not seem to be driving someone away, Qiao Nanqi heaved a sigh of relief and nodded.

"Then if you don't leave the day after tomorrow, come to the bookstore."

After saying that, Zhao Rong opened the car door and got out of the car.

Liang Youjun followed immediately.

Their fake show lasted until the last moment. Liang Youjun, who knew how to do it, took Zhao Rong's hand again as soon as he got out of the car. He didn't go back to his home at all, but followed Zhao Rong into Zhao Rong's house.

Qiao Nanqi was still in the aftertaste of Zhao Rong's words just now.

——"Just come to the bookstore."

This isn't eviction, this is even... an invitation?

Countless joys suddenly spread in his heart.

But before this secret joy could be set off into colorful fireworks, he suddenly became afraid.

How could Zhao Rong give him hope?

Maybe it was just to find a quiet place, a quiet time, and say something to him so that he would never appear again.

He was in the car in such fear and nervous anticipation, seeing Zhao Rong and Liang Youjun enter the house holding hands one after the other, the door was closed, and he could no longer see what was going on inside.

He could only see the bright light from the window, and two figures who were next to each other vaguely passed by.

Did that person live with Zhao Rong?

That's right, they are all raised by their side, so they naturally live together.

Will you live in a room?

Maybe.

Qiao Nanqi, look.

Even if Zhao Rong only married Lu Xing on a false basis, he would meet someone new again, and you are not even qualified for guilt or joy.

In the future, flowers will bloom, and the rest of my life will be bright, and you are the most redundant person.

inside the house.

Zhao Rong sat on the sofa, hugged a pillow, lowered her head, and said to Liang Youjun who was sitting beside her, "Thank you today."

"It's not that I don't have eyesight." Liang Youjun seemed to sense his fatigue, and his tone was lightened on purpose to ease the atmosphere. "It can be seen that the boss wants to use me to make him retreat. Anyway, it's not here. Yang Cheng, you won't let me die... right?"

Zhao Rong was amused by his hesitant question at the end, and said, "Don't worry, he seems to have... changed a bit."

In the past, in fact, Zhao Rong himself did not dare to provoke Qiao Nanqi. Even when he moved away from Qiao Nanqi's house, he was worried that Qiao Nanqi would directly deal with the Chen family together.

But now, unknowingly, he even brazenly did many things in front of Qiao Nanqi that he knew Qiao Nanqi would not like, get angry, or even feel sad.

Not at all.

When he was in the car, he heard the tone of this man who was afraid that he would refuse when he spoke, and his heart suddenly froze.

Such gentleness, such whispers, and the lightness of this person playing the piano in the auditorium, for a moment, it seemed that he was dragged back to 13 years ago. The young Qiao Nanqi glanced at Zhao Ming in the ward, Smiled and said to him: "So it's not a little liar."

Did this person take on a new look, or... change back?

he does not know.

But he knew that everything must have an end.

"The day after tomorrow, that," Liang Youjun asked him suddenly, "do I still have to go to the bookstore?"

"Just come as usual, I don't want to do anything, I just need to talk to him."

"oh oh."

Zhao Rong rested her chin on the pillow, let herself go, and fell into a daze unconsciously.

After a while, Liang Youjun said, "The car is still outside."

Zhao Rong glanced out the window and said, "Go and turn off all the lights."

"Eh?"

Liang Youjun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Zhao Rong's intention.

He got up and turned off the lights in the living room and the room one by one.

He paid special attention to the order, first turned off the lights outside, and finally turned off the night light in Zhao Rong's bedroom that was always on.

The whole house was dark.

The sound of a car engine starting could be faintly heard outside the window, Zhao Rong looked out the window again, only to see the car with its lights on, drifting away.

Only then did Liang Youjun say: "Just now you said in the car that you will go to the scenic spot tomorrow?"

"I didn't just say it casually. Tomorrow, let's go play."

"Okay! I'm going back, boss, go to bed early."

Early the next morning, Zhao Rong took Xu Xin's family and Liang Youjun to the local attractions in Zhuxi.

He just wanted to clear his mind. Apart from the urgent task of handing over the medical team, they didn't have anything to do right away, so they naturally decided to go.

On the way, Xu Xin faltered, and said after a while: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Liang, there is good news..."

Mrs. Xu couldn't stand it anymore, and said directly: "I might be pregnant."

Zhao Rong was looking at the photo of the cat that the girl in the pet shop sent him, and was overjoyed when he heard that.

"I'm going to be an uncle?"

"Then I'll be a godfather?" Liang Youjun stepped forward.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "As a godfather, what can you teach? Sixth grade history exercises?"

"Math problems are also fine."

Everyone laughed together.

the other end.

Qiao Nanqi spent one night alone in a hotel near Zhao Rong's home.

He stayed up all night.

Zhao Rong's words last night were obviously moderate, but he listened to him, but he became more and more unsteady.

He had tacitly agreed that Zhao Ronghui would reject him, and these soothing words were more like a knife that hadn't fallen yet, hovering above his head like this, always shaking and not falling, and had to wait until the next day.

After this, he naturally tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

In the morning, Xiao Wu sent him photos of the cats that were still in Yangcheng, and he couldn't wait to send them to Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong sent him back a picture of the landscape taken inside and outside the car.

"Good morning and thanks for photographing my cat."

"I was at the scenic spot and took pictures of a few trees in return."

There is clearly no figure of Zhao Rong in the landscape photo.

But perhaps Zhao Rong's obvious joy was in the text and the photo. Qiao Nanqi looked at it and finally felt a little comforted in his heart.

Only then did I slowly fall asleep when the sun was rising.

It's just that he didn't sleep well.

He woke up within a few hours of sleep, and then forced himself to fall asleep after waking up.

Going back and forth like this, in a daze, finally arrived at the time when Zhao Rong asked him to go to the bookstore.

Xiao Wu, who had finished his annual leave, also came from Yangcheng, and picked him up at the hotel early in the morning.

Before going out, Qiao Nanqi deliberately cleaned up his slightly protruding stubble, ironed the white shirt he was going to wear so that there was no wrinkle, and put on a watch to cover up the shallow tooth mark scar on his left wrist.

He obviously looked a little haggard because of insufficient rest, but he tried his best to cover up his embarrassment, in order to make himself feel a little bit more energetic.

Zhao Rong said that she may not love him.

But if Zhao Rong no longer loves him as a person, but only loves this skin and his hands a little, he should also take care of himself.

Xiao Wu has been with Qiao Nanqi for so many years, and he really feels that their husband is suffering too much now.

"Sir, if you want to see Mr. Zhao," Xiao Wu said, "you might as well try..."

He wanted to say that he should be more embarrassed, but felt that this word was not very good, so he paused and said tactfully: "You might as well be more casual, maybe Mr. Zhao will soften his heart?"

Qiao Nanqi just said indifferently: "It is an insult to him to use this method to make him soft-hearted to me."

He seems...has insulted Zhao Rong for many years.