I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

Those people tossed at home for a long time that day before it ended.

After it was done, Rong Zhen almost didn't recognize that it was his home. Except for the old color TV, the rest of the old furniture and appliances were taken away, but he had asked Rong Zhen before moving.

The only thing Rong Zhen cares about is that old color TV, other things are easy to talk about.After all, when he first saw the truck, he felt that the young master hated the poor conditions of the place where he lived, so he made such a move.

But the strange thing is that the old color TV was finally placed on an extremely exquisite glass cabinet for offering, and the opposite direction was the newly bought lift TV cabinet and LCD TV screen.

Rong Zhen was a little speechless, he originally wanted to move the old TV to his room, but Zhou Tingfei made people put it like this.

It seems that the old color TV is really an antique...

At dinner, Wang Li had already left, and the two of them were silent at the dinner table.

In the end, after each of them took a shower, Zhou Ting didn't go upstairs, turned on the new TV, and suddenly the criminal investigation movie that Rong Zhen liked to watch was broadcast.

The two of them just sat like this and started to watch the drama together again, Rong Zhen stared at the screen the whole time, Zhou Ting was still watching the drama at first, and then he always glanced at him from time to time.

Seeing each other's eyelids fight, Zhou Ting asked suddenly: "Is it that good-looking?"

"Huh?" Rong Zhen rubbed his eyes and sat up straight, "It's pretty good, look, the bad guys will be punished eventually."

After finishing speaking, the room was silent for a second, and then the man suddenly laughed out loud, but it wasn't that kind of ridicule, as if he had encountered something fun and happy, and he laughed involuntarily.

When Rong Zhen turned his head to look, the curvature of Zhou Ting's mouth had just closed, and he became that young master who likes to make ugly faces again.

Although he only saw a little bit, he was still taken aback.

Zhou Ting had a nice smile, even a bit childish that didn't quite match him.

It made Rong Zhen instantly think of a person, that person was also named Zhou Ting, in his original world.

She usually looks noble, aloof and arrogant, but when she smiles, an innocent light will appear in her eyes.

Like a flower blooming in the ice and snow.

Rong Zhen looked at him for a long time without speaking.

When Zhou Ting found out that he was looking at him, his ears turned red, and he frowned: "What are you looking at?"

Rong Zhen stopped watching, packed up and went back to the room to sleep, but when he walked to the door, he heard a man not far behind suddenly say in a sullen voice: "So you don't want to watch?"

Rong Zhen thought he was talking about TV dramas: "It's all over."

Zhou Ting: "..."

He was so angry that he slammed the remote control and went upstairs.

Like-minded ass!

I can't understand him at all!

Perhaps because of Zhou Ting's fleeting smile, Rong Zhen dreamed of Zhou Ting in the real world that night.

Not some weird dream.

In the dream, he was in his first year of high school, and Zhou Ting was in his third year of high school at that time, and was his senior.

He lay on the railing of the corridor outside the classroom, staring at the teenager passing by the corridor on the opposite floor.

Even though they are all the same private school uniform, he can dress differently.

It was too far away to see the face clearly, but the shimmering earring on the young man's left ear was clearly on and off in his memory for countless years later, and could not be erased no matter what.

When Rong Zhen woke up, there was no expression on his face, he just got out of bed and went directly to wash up.

When he came out of the bathroom, he heard noises coming from the kitchen. Looking over, Zhou Ting was frying eggs in a frying pan, flustered all the time.

Rong Zhen walked in unexpectedly, and wanted to take the pot from him, but the other party would not let go, and said in an awkward tone, "I will, I don't need you."

I don't know which tendon the young master made a mistake, Rong really couldn't hold him back, so he had to stand by and watch: "It can be overturned."

Zhou Ting flipped the page in disbelief.

Rong Zhen thought that he would leave with just one fried egg, but the other party fried another.

All food after that is gone in double portions.

After they were all put on the dining table, seeing the man silently pushing the other one in front of her, Rong Zhen dared to be sure that the other one was really made for him.

Rong Zhen: "...Thank you."

The other party gave him a white look.

The two finished the meal with their own thoughts, and then began to watch the drama together again. The atmosphere was very strange.

When Wang Li came, he followed them to watch.

Like Rong Zhen, he is very emotionally aroused by the plot, and the two of them started discussing enthusiastically within a short while.

Zhou Ting saw them chatting lively, his face became more and more ugly, he clenched his fists and muttered: "Why didn't you talk so much when you watched with me..."

Rong Zhen didn't hear clearly, and looked at him: "What did you just say?"

The man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Not long after the plot entered a critical moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

The door was open, and the man knocked on the side of the door pretendingly, and walked in without waiting for anyone to respond.

Zhou Ting looked back with a stinky face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhou." The man who came in was wearing a neat shirt and trousers. He looked very young. I came here to check on your situation, I didn't want to disturb you in advance, so I came here directly." Under Zhou Ting's knowing and disdainful eyes, he glanced around, "But so far, it seems that Mr. Zhou is doing well."

Zhou Ting sneered, and turned back to watch TV: "What about the surprise inspection? What? The old guy is still afraid that I will mess around here? He really has confidence in himself, thinking that everyone will inherit his stud gene."

The man just smiled and didn't say anything else. He knew Wang Li and nodded with him, then looked at Rong Zhen who was in a daze, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Hello, my name is Jiang Zhijie, and I'm a subordinate of President Zhou. I came here to discuss something with Mr. Zhou, and I may have to stay with you for a few days, isn't it troublesome?"

Rong Zhen still didn't recover.

The person in front of him is the same as Zhou Ting, with a line of information on his head.

[Jiang Zhijie, the son of luck in this world, has the golden finger to predict the future. 】

But Rong Zhen was in a daze not only because of this, but because of that face.

Except for wearing glasses, this person is exactly like Zhou Ting in Rong Zhen's real world.

He stared at Jiang Zhijie motionlessly, the stare was so obvious that the other party couldn't help laughing, and was touching his face to talk to Rong Zhen again, when Zhou Ting got up suddenly and pulled Rong Zhen He dragged his arm behind him, firmly blocked Rong Zhen's sight, and glared impatiently at Jiang Zhijie: "Didn't that old guy reimburse you for your accommodation? There's no place for you here, get out."

Jiang Zhijie was not angry, and still looked at Rong Zhen with a smile.

Judging from the reaction, he felt that the other party should have a good impression of him.

When Rong Zhen was dragged by Zhou Ting, he came back to his senses. He moved to the side, and then looked at the smiling face of the other party, suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were absurd.

Except for his appearance, there is actually no similarity between him and that Zhou Ting.

In memory, Zhou Ting will never show such a smile.

He seriously replied to Jiang Zhijie's previous words: "Hello, my name is Rong Zhen, but I really don't have any extra place to live here, sorry."

He lied.

Wang Li on the side smiled subconsciously, feeling that this little idiot Rong Zhen was on the right track, and knew to follow the young master's temper.

When Jiang Zhijie, who was originally full of confidence, heard that, the smile on his face froze for a moment.

Rong Zhen clearly saw a trace of surprise and anger that was quickly suppressed in his eyes.

The uninvited guest finally left.

At the end, he turned around and said to Zhou Ting: "You also know that I was sent by your father. Mr. Zhou has always thought about you. After all, he is a father and son. Mr. Zhou, don't be too willful. If you do something wrong, you must Have an attitude of repentance, or will I stay here for the rest of my life? My car is still outside. Since Mr. Zhou doesn’t welcome me, I have to find a place to stay and come back tomorrow. I hope we can have a good talk then.”

He spoke politely, but his tone lacked any respect at all.

Rong Zhen thought that Zhou Ting would lose his temper, but the other party turned around indifferently and walked to the refrigerator, took out a pile of vegetables in twos and twos, eager to try, asked Wang Li to call a famous chef he knew, and asked the other party to teach him to cook a big meal remotely .

Wang Li: "..."

Rong Zhen: "..."

Although the kitchen was messed up by the young master, the result was not bad, and they managed to eat a table full of big meals that day.

It was the first time to eat the dishes cooked by the young master, and Wang Li was terrified, always thinking that the other party was going to do something big.

However, until the evening, the young master was very normal.

Perhaps because of Jiang Zhijie's face, Rong Zhen dreamed of Zhou Ting in that world again that night.

The dream was a mess, and in the end I only remembered that they looked at each other across the crowd.

He was very sad and subconsciously called the other party's name.

Then he woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, a face completely different from the dream was reflected in his dazed dark pupils in vain.

Zhou Ting squatted beside his bed for an unknown amount of time, the astonishment still remained on his face, after a while, he suddenly leaned over, staring at him with dark eyes: "Do you know, you just called my name."