[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

After the doctor repeatedly explained that the patient needed to rest, Zhao Rongchi went home alone.

Huo Zhi was in the hospital, Zhao Lin was going to school, the house was quiet and he was the only one left. He walked, poured tea, and sat down again. The bitter taste in his mouth made him frown and put down the cup, but it was clearly filled with water.

Too quiet.

It hasn't been this quiet for a long time.

Zhao Rongchi sat in a daze for a long time, thinking of this moment from a long time ago, in fact, what Fang Yu said was right, he was right a lot, for example, he never loved Fang Yu, for example, he did regard Huo Zhi as a A plaything, such as...

He is a jerk.

He didn't even dare to admit those bloody facts.

Zhao Rongchi's throat was so dry that he felt uncomfortable. He reached out his hand to take a cigarette out of his pocket, but there was only a peppermint candy inside. He looked down at the candy in his palm, silently, as if in slow motion, he peeled off the candy wrapper and took out the mint. Putting the sugar into his mouth, the spreading sweetness made his teeth sour, stimulating his taste buds and tear glands.

It's so sweet, Zhao Rongchi thought, but it was so sweet that he couldn't stop his tears.

Huo Zhi, what should I do?

For the next few days, Huo Zhi stayed in the hospital for treatment and observation, while Zhao Rongchi left all his work and stayed by Huo Zhi's bedside to take care of him. A medical staff couldn't help but sigh the power of love after watching it. Who said there is no true love in a wealthy family?Isn't this a living pair of examples!

But everything that others see is always just a light surface.

The crooked apple peel under Zhao Rongchi's knife was broken in half. He stopped, frowned and looked at the bloodstains on his fingers. Before Huo Zhi noticed the strangeness and turned his head, the man had already wiped the blood quickly, naturally. She smiled softly at the young man on the bed.

"The apple peel is broken."

Huo Zhi responded wearily, as if he didn't really want to talk to him.

But this didn't dampen Zhao Rongchi's enthusiasm, he whimpered and finished peeling the second half of the apple, and handed it to Huo Zhi full of expectation.

Huo Zhi took a bite of his hand and turned his head away, "It's a little sour."

A little sour, so I don't want to eat it.

This is the first apple peeled by Mr. Zhao, who has lived in rich clothes and jade for more than 20 years. The expectation on his face was gradually replaced by loneliness, but Huo Zhi's pale face made him unable to utter a word of reluctance. He groaned, and then finished eating the apple in silence.

After the numbness of the wound passed, there was a tingling pain. Zhao Rongchi's fingers hidden behind his back twitched slightly. Because of his rich family background, he never cared about the little things in life. When he wanted to dress, there were new high-end designs from various famous brands every day. If you want to eat, you can transport the freshest ingredients in the country. There are more than five cooks in the entire Zhao family. He has lived for more than 20 years without entering the kitchen once, but now he suddenly thinks of Huo Zhi. For the meals he cooked, he could cut himself even when he peeled an apple, and Huo Zhi had done so much for him for so long, and the injuries and pains he endured... were almost immeasurable.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Rongchi's mood dropped a bit, with a touch of self-mockery, where did he get the confidence, thinking that just taking care of the other party in this way, and then simply peeling an apple, he actually wanted to get Huo Zhi's forgiveness?

"You go back first."

At the moment when Zhao Rongchi was in a trance, Huo Zhi suddenly spoke.

"...What?" The man was slightly startled, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to see you."

Huo Zhi saw Zhao Rongchi's prickly dog ​​ears drooping almost instantly. He was uncomfortable with his decision, and he was careful not to refuse half a point. He didn't ask Huo Zhi why, because he was afraid That answer only added to his loneliness.

"Then I'll pick up Xiaolin first, he's clamoring to see you, tomorrow..."

This caused the emotion in Huo Zhi's eyes to fluctuate slightly, "Let him come over tomorrow." He also missed that child a little.

The ears on Zhao Rongchi's head immediately perked up again, "Okay, I see. You have a good rest, and if you feel unwell, ring the bell to call the doctor. Ask the bodyguards outside to buy you what you want to eat. They all listen to you. Just call me, I don’t have a job right now, my phone is on 24 hours a day..."

It was not the first time that Huo Zhi knew about Zhao Rongchi's mother-in-law, he responded perfunctorily, his eyes had already drifted out of the window.

Zhao Rongchi was still talking, and finally got to the point, "...By the way, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Huo Zhi replied casually, "I don't want to eat porridge anymore."

It took a while for him to think, Zhao Rongchi asked him this, is he going to make it for him to eat?

Huo Zhi couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, feelings always depend on stimulation. Now Zhao Rongchi loves him desperately and wants to make up for him, but he doesn't know that the 'Huo Zhi' who really loves him deeply is no longer the person in front of him... ...

Only when you lose it can you understand how to cherish it.

This is such a simple truth, maybe even Zhao Lin can understand it, but only when the blood bleeds can one know the pain of the wound, without a lesson, he will never know how to write the word 'cherish'.

"I suddenly thought of a word." Huo Zhi rarely took the initiative to chat with the system, and the system asked him what it was flattered.

Huo Zhi sighed leisurely, "It's getting cold, it's time to divorce the scumbag."

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