[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

No one mentioned that night again.

Zhao Rongchi thought a lot, and the meaningful and meaningless things were mixed together, filling his mind in a mess.He is not an infatuated kind, let alone thinking about someone for so many years.Fang Yu is a special case. They are not only lovers, but also each other's bamboo horses. They are good brothers who grew up together.Such an indestructible relationship was not until a drunken time later, when the other party propped up the corner called "love", and there was a subsequent story.

Being together is logical, but Zhao Rongchi has always understood very clearly that his feeling for Fang Yu is still that friendship is greater than love.

It wasn't until Fang Yu left, in such a sudden and unexpected way, that what was not considered a strong emotion turned into an indelible guilt and deep regret.

If he hadn't been with Fang Yu back then, hadn't been tempted to have sex with Huo Zhi, and hadn't hesitated because of these two ends—would Fang Yu still be alive?

It's like a thorn in his heart, it's safe and secure when he doesn't touch it, but once it touches it, it's a pain of flesh and blood.There is no sound when it is inserted/in, but when I want to pull/out, I find that it has taken root in it.

In order to resolve the endless guilt, of course, the inferiority of human instinct - he pushed all the mistakes on Huo Zhi.

Why didn't he understand that Fang Yu's death was also his responsibility?It's just that he chose to bury all of this deep in his heart, despicably making it look like it had nothing to do with him—so when Huo Zhi dug out that despicable thought in front of his face, He couldn't control his anger, and he became angry from embarrassment.

There was no verbal agreement, but this matter was a taboo between the two of them. In the past, Huo Zhi was even a little more cautious than him, which made him unable to help but push more mistakes on the other party.But I don't know why, it seems that after the wedding, Huo Zhi began to change, a subtle change that he couldn't catch.So when the other party said those words that night, apart from anger and panic, his heart had already set off layer after layer of turbulent waves.

It was as if a person he had seen clearly before had suddenly cast a layer of veil on himself, making him no longer look the way he was before.

……

"Rong Chi, are you listening to Mom? Take Xiao Huo home in two days. You have been married for almost two months, and you don't know how to go home."

On the other end of the phone was an elderly female voice, with a serious and precise accent.The words of refusal stayed on Zhao Rongchi's mouth for a long time, and finally it was replaced by a faint "Got it".

two months?

The man's eyes scanned the calendar on the desk, and he was slightly startled, so he and Huo Zhi have been married for so long?

Suddenly, an unknown strangeness flashed across my heart.

The Zhao family's house is an old house, and there is a long path after entering through the gate, and the housekeeper led the two of them in.Huo Zhi held Zhao Rongchi's hand. This might be the first time they got so close to each other after the wedding, and there was an inexplicable tension, like a campus couple secretly holding hands for the first time. His sweat wet the palms of the two of them.

Huo Zhi wanted to pull his hand back, but when he thought about going to see Zhao Rongchi's mother later, the tension and joy in his heart easily overwhelmed the current awkwardness, until his palm hurt, Huo Zhi turned his face away and met Zhao Rongchi's look.

He was silent for a long time before saying, "Wait in front of my mother, don't show your flaws."

He was referring, of course, to the fact that they pretended to be "lovely".

Huo Zhi's eyes darkened, "I know, but you need to be more careful than me."

Taking his words back to choke him, the ability is getting better and better.Zhao Rongchi sneered and didn't answer, but he didn't notice that the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.

With two rings of the doorbell, the door was opened from the inside, and a well-maintained woman came out, without even looking at Zhao Rongchi, she quickly pulled Huo Zhi past her, with a big smile on her face.

"Xiao Huo is here, come come and sit, this is it? Oh, why did you bring a gift when you came here? Come in, what do you want to drink?" Mother Zhao said happily, and turned her head to give Zhao Rongchi a cold look , "What are you doing there? Close the door."

Zhao Rongchi was used to his/mother's two-level treatment, closed the door silently, and hung up Huo Zhi's clothes.

"It's not a gift, it's my health-preserving soup." Huo Zhi opened the soup box, a burst of fragrance wafted away, Zhao's mother smiled even more from ear to ear, and didn't refuse any more.

"Xiao Huo made this with his own hands? It smells delicious. You don't have to worry about things at home, do you? Does Rong Chi usually help with housework?"

"He is usually busy with entertainment..."

Before Huo Zhi finished speaking, Zhao's mother turned her head and shouted at Zhao Rongchi, "Let you socialize less and spend more time with Xiao Huo, do you know that! Don't get married and act like an old man. Let him wait on you every day." You, I am ashamed of you!"

Zhao Rongchi had heard this lesson a lot, and already had a set of rhetoric that he could memorize by heart.

"Mom, I got it, I will take more time to go home." Zhao Rongchi's voice paused, "Stay with Xiaozhi."

"Yeah, apart from the time for socializing, Rong Chi spends a lot of time at home." Huo Zhi's heart skipped a beat, but there was no flaw on his face, "Besides, he manages such a big company, so he should be busy." of."

Seeing Huo Zhi's considerate and sensible appearance, Zhao's mother was distressed and happy again, how could she not know her son's character?But young people have young people's way of life, as long as they are happy, she will be at ease as a mother.

"Let's not talk, are you hungry? The meal is ready, let's eat together. Xiaohuo, you will eat more later, seeing that you are thin, and ask Zhao Rongchi to make up for you when you go back. Mom gave you before You don’t have to be polite with that card, just swipe whatever you want to eat and buy, don’t treat yourself badly.”

"Okay, thank you Mom."

Facing mother Zhao's concerned gaze, Huo Zhi's voice trembled imperceptibly. Mother Zhao didn't notice it, but she caught it very clearly when he saw Zhao Rongchi. He turned his gaze and saw the longing and happiness in Huo Zhi's eyes at once. There is a slight glint of water.

Zhao Rongchi was a little stunned for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses until the two of them were already sitting at the dinner table. He gave Huo Zhi a complicated look, and sat next to him.

"Eat more meat, I specially asked the chef to make it for you."

Zhao's mother kept adding vegetables to Huo Zhi's bowl, and Huo Zhi also ate everything into his stomach.Zhao Rongchi paid attention to the expression on his face. When Zhao's mother put vegetables into Huo Zhi's bowl again, Zhao Rongchi stretched out his chopsticks and put the fast meat in his own bowl.

"He can't eat that much, the meat is too oily."

Huo Zhi's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he met Zhao Rongchi's eyes, making a hasty and complicated look.

——Zhao Rongchi, are you caring about him?

Zhao's mother didn't notice the strange emotions between the two, but she stopped feeding Huo Zhi with some reluctance, and urged the two to eat more and not waste it.

"Is it tasty?"

Huo Zhi smiled and said, "It's delicious, much more delicious than what I made."

"How can it be, what you cook is with your heart, how can it compare with ordinary meals?" Zhao's mother was happy when she saw him, and she was also happy, "Eat more if you like it, don't be polite."

This was a warm and peaceful family dinner, and it was Huo Zhi's long-lost meal with Zhao Rongchi, which made his chewing speed slow down, as if he wanted to prolong this wonderful time time.

Until an abrupt sound came from upstairs, followed by a few messy footsteps, breaking the rare peace and harmony in the living room.

"Master! Master, you haven't put on your shoes yet!"

"Master, watch out for the stairs!"

The servant's anxious voice made Zhao's mother frown, she put down her chopsticks, "What happened?"

Without waiting for others to explain, a boy suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. He stood at the top of the stairs and looked down at the three of Zhao Rongchi, his indistinguishable delicate face was cold and indifferent.He looks only seven or eight years old, and he is also beautiful and small, but he subconsciously associates such inappropriate words as noble and cold.

He didn't speak, and no one else spoke. Zhao's mother looked at Huo Zhi nervously, while Zhao Rongchi gave the boy a more indifferent look.

The silence spread for an unknown amount of time before Huo Zhi finally realized that this was Zhao Rongchi's son, Zhao Lin.