[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

As soon as Xiao Lin entered the ward, she threw herself on Huo Zhi.

He was careful not to use force, and looked at Huo Zhi with a pair of eyes similar to Zhao Rongchi's, and patiently missed him.

"father!"

Huo Zhi stretched out his hand and hugged Zhao Lin up. The little boy sitting on him was weightless. Huo Zhi stroked his hair and his face, and the smile on his face became more real.

"Hey, do you miss Dad?"

"miss you!"

"Did you eat and sleep well during the few days when Dad was away?"

Zhao Lin circled his neck hesitantly, "Some..."

Papa Huo usually cooks for him, and papa Huo coaxes him to sleep every night, but now the soft and white Papa Huo can't go home, every day he has to face the stinky and tough Papa Zhao , How can I have the mind to eat and sleep well!

He said yes, but the accusation in his eyes was about to overflow!

The first time Zhao Rongchi walked in, he saw Zhao Lin sitting on Huo Zhi's body, and the first reaction in his mind was that Huo Zhi's injury was not healed yet!The second reaction is that he/damn this brat dares to do something that even he has never done!

With a smile on his face, he pulled Zhao Lin off Huo Zhi's body, Zhao Rongchi had already outlined in his mind how to take care of this little brat in one hundred and eight ways.

"He is so heavy, don't hurt your leg anymore, the doctor said you need to rest more to heal quickly."

The completely unnecessary sour first sentence made the corners of Huo Zhi's mouth twitch, a little wanting to laugh, but also a little helpless.

He said, "Today I want to go out for a walk, just let Xiaolin accompany me."

The implication is that I don't need you.

Zhao Rongchi pretended not to hear, and he put something like an insulated box on the bedside table, and then Huo Zhi noticed that he had something in his hand, which reminded him of what Zhao Rongchi asked him yesterday, and he couldn't help being slightly startled.

"It's not porridge today. I made vegetable fried rice. I put ham and some vegetables in it. It's not oily. It's good for your health... Would you like to eat some?"

Zhao Rongchi spoke very casually, casually and deliberately, watching his erratic eyes, Huo Zhi took a long time to say hello.

Seeing the man in front of him who was instantly happy, opening the lunch box for him and carefully testing the temperature, Huo Zhi suddenly felt a very subtle emotion. The feeling was extremely indescribable. He was always the one who did these things in the past. In front of Zhao Rongchi, he was submissive and humbled into the soil.But now that he is tired, he chooses indifference and alienation, and all the roles are reversed at once, and it becomes him watching Zhao Rongchi do these things for him without complaint or regret, to please him.It must be a lie to say that he is unhappy or dissatisfied, but just looking at these, he is more indifferent than being on the outside.

It was as if what Zhao Rongchi did had nothing to do with him.

He was tired, and before he died, he understood that every word Fang Yu said was heartbreaking, but it was the truth that was covered up.

Compared to Zhao Rongchi who once loved Fang Yu, he found himself even more unable to accept the fact that this man loves no one.

With such an invincible and hard heart, he didn't want to spend any more effort to warm it up.

After feeding Huo Zhi, Zhao Rongchi looked a little more nervous than yesterday, looking forward to it, maybe only he knows, this means a lot to him.

This is the first time he cooks for others, and the first time he tries to cater and please someone in order to make someone happy. The process makes him happier and more difficult than he imagined, but he has no Complaining and shrinking, he thought, in this life, he will only cook for this person in front of him, this man named Huo Zhi.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

It was just a faint approval, but Zhao Rongchi felt that his burns and cuts yesterday were all worth it.

In the afternoon, Huo Zhi was accompanied by Zhao Lin and his bodyguards out of the courtyard to have fun. Zhao Rongchi rushed back to the company. He had already left too much work for Huo Zhi, and it piled up on the desk like a hill. He had to Temporarily break away from everything around you and start working with all your heart.

It wasn't until the phone rang a few hours later that Zhao Rongchi's thoughts gradually jumped out of the file. He answered the phone, it was the bodyguard he sent out to be in charge of Huo Zhi's safety.

"Boss, Mr. Huo has returned to the hospital safely."

The other party reported Huo Zhi's one-day itinerary, which was also the task Zhao Rongchi gave them.The man listened intently until the bodyguard's last word made his eyebrows twitch.

"...He went home today?"

"Yes."

"Still took something? Did you see what it was?"

"No, Mr. Huo said it was a picture book for the young master."

Zhao Rongchi felt an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart, "What does that thing look like?"

The other side thought for a while, "It's like... a document, the same thickness and size as a contract."

The pen in Zhao Rongchi's hand fell on the desk.