I am not pitiful [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Zhen's thoughts seemed to be taken away, until the boy completely woke up, got up, washed, changed his clothes... and finally went out to have breakfast.

He took a deep breath, followed step by step out of the room, and sat on the empty seat opposite the boy's dining table.

Zhou's restaurant is very large, but at this moment it looks extremely empty.

Zhou Ting was the only one at the dining table, and the servant not far away was quietly cleaning the counter without saying a word.

There are no photos or other decorations in the house.

After the boy finished his meal, the phone on the table buzzed.

It's a few pieces of information about class groups, all @functions used by teachers, and it talks about reviewing.

Through the flashing information on the screen, Rong Zhen could clearly see the current exact date.

Today is February 5.

There is only one month left before Zhou Ting's college entrance examination.

Rong Zhen was stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered why Zhou Ting's house was so deserted!

If he remembered correctly, six months ago, a major event happened to the Zhou family.

At that time, Zhou Ting's father, Zhou Shuchang, died unexpectedly at the wine bureau, and his mother mistrusted outsiders again. Not long after, accidents happened in Zhou's company...

In just half a year, the well-known Zhou family in Jiacheng changed.

Back then, Rong Zhen attended Zhou Shuchang's funeral with his mother Qin Jingshu and younger brother Rong Zhao.

At the funeral, he met Zhou Ting, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The other party was in a depressed state. He didn't say a word to anyone the whole time. When he met him, he just paused for a second and then walked away.

But a week later, Rong Zhen met him again at school.

The teenager completely lost the slightest bit of exhaustion at the funeral.

Proud and noble, still the son of a famous family.

Although the Zhou family was in decline at the time, the skinny camel was bigger than a horse. Although the old princes and friends who had been with Zhou Ting in the past were not as close as before, they would not make things worse. However, some students in the school who knew the situation of the Zhou family Can't help but gossip.

During that time, Zhou Ting in Rong Zhen's memory was always alone.

He was lost in thought when the boy in front of him had finished his breakfast and got up to go back to his room.

Rong Zhen followed immediately.

Today is Saturday, Zhou Ting didn't go out, and sat at his desk all morning to memorize and brush up questions, and he didn't touch his phone once during this period.

When he was studying, he was very serious, with a calm expression, handsome eyebrows and downcast eyes, completely different from the sullen state when he got up in the morning.

Rong Zhen looked at him intently.

At noon, Zhou Ting finished his study time. After lunch, instead of taking a nap, he read on his mobile phone on the bed.

It's been an hour, and the posture hasn't changed much.

Rong Zhen thought that he was playing games or swiping Weibo, so somehow he got an elder mentality, sighed, and subconsciously wanted to say, don't stare at the phone all the time, it's not good for your eyes.But when he moved his mouth, he remembered that he couldn't hear him.

He was lost, and the boy on the bed turned slightly, with his back facing him.

Rong Zhen himself was sitting by the bed, when he raised his eyes, he saw a photo on the phone screen.

It was actually a photo of myself.

In the photo, he was wearing a school uniform and shooting with his classmates on the school basketball court. Because he didn't make a good shot, his mouth was slightly open, a little silly, and there was only a silhouette.

Rong Zhen was stunned, he hardly had any impression of this photo.

Without waiting for him to think about it, he swipe left with his thumb on the phone screen, and another photo came out.

It was still him, but this time it was a frontal photo taken by his younger brother Rong Zhao on the night of the first year of high school, and the background was on the balcony at home.He was sitting on a rocking chair listening to music at that time, when Rong Zhao suddenly rushed over from behind to scare him, and took the opportunity to take a close-up of his face: his eyes were round and staring, he looked dazed and frightened, and behind him were flowers and plants on the balcony , because of the angle, it seems to be surrounded by flowers and plants.

He remembered that Rong Zhao posted this photo on Moments at the time, but he didn't save it himself, let alone post it on social software... And Zhou Ting has this photo, which means he has Rong Zhao's WeChat!

This made him a little surprised, because in his impression, his younger brother Rong Zhao and Zhou Ting didn't seem to have much communication, and sometimes when Qin Jingshu mentioned the Zhou family, Rong Zhao would frown and observe his expression carefully, as if Zhou Ting What is taboo like.

Rong Zhen didn't think about it any further, his attention was all taken away by Zhou Ting's sliding photos one by one.

After reading it thoroughly, the blood in his body almost froze.

All photos, without exception, are his.

Some can be seen from a long distance, like candid shots, with schools, banquets, roadsides, etc. in the background; There are also specially taken ID photos...

On the bed, the young man's eyes were deep, and he stared at the photos with a very serious expression, Rong Zhen never saw such a serious expression when he was solving the problem.

I can look at a photo for a few minutes, with thin lips pursed, I don't know what I am thinking.

No matter how dull Rong Zhen is, he can understand what this means.

Calling his name when he wakes up, collecting his photos... The unrequited love he thought he had in high school turned out not to be like that.

These things brought him too much impact, there was surprise and excitement, but in the end there were more things that he couldn't understand... He started to have a headache.

He didn't understand why Zhou Ting had to withdraw the engagement later.

Rong Zhen sat next to the young man with red eyes. After watching for a long time, just when he couldn't help touching Zhou Ting, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The air-conditioned bedroom disappeared, and he stood under the scorching sun.

The building in front of me was familiar.

It was the high school he had been in for three years.

Surrounded by the hustle and bustle, the students walked out talking and laughing, chatting about what they were going to do during the summer vacation...

Rong Zhen immediately raised his eyes and scanned the banners hanging around.

The first year of high school and the second year of high school began to have a holiday, and the college entrance examination had already ended.

In my memory, Zhou Ting was admitted to B University at that time.

Later, B University became his first choice.

Confused, Rong Zhen searched around in the crowd, and finally saw a familiar figure on the side of the road inside the school gate after a long while.

Rong Zhen immediately raised his legs and ran over.

The boy was standing next to a trash can, under which were piled many books.

The classrooms will be changed in the new semester. After the end of each semester, stacks of heavy books are a heavy burden when moving. Most students will neatly stack the used books or unnecessary books next to the trash can, and adults will come to carry them out later. Recycle.

Most of the people have left, and occasionally some people passing by will learn to look over.

Rong Zhen saw Zhou Ting bent down as if no one was there, carefully rummaging through the pile of books with a pair of clean and slender hands, as if looking for something, after a long time, he found a wrinkled black notebook inside.

The young man's sharp lips moved slightly, and there was clearly excitement hidden in his dark eyes.

And in the place of the name of the notebook, there are two words that he is very familiar with - Rong Zhen.

"..."

It was the weekly diary he used in his freshman year of high school.

After finding this notebook, the teenager seemed to be in a good mood. After leaving the school, he didn't go anywhere, so he couldn't wait to take a taxi back home.

Rong Zhen followed him up the stairs and into the bedroom.

The young man seemed to be doing an extremely solemn event. He first found a clean ice silk handkerchief, carefully wiped the black notebook, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands back and forth three times before returning to the desk. .

Holding his breath, he typed the notebook and read it carefully page by page.

Rong Zhen also followed him to watch.

I couldn't bear to look straight after reading a few pages.

Rong Zhen's weekly diaries back then were all written blindly. He was not good at writing, but he didn't want to copy his homework. In order to make up the number of words, he made up stories according to the instructions of the back desk.

Similar to the ones in the elementary school students' template composition: mother's white hair, grandpa's wish, falling ill in the rainy night and going to the hospital with her back on her back, talking with parents all night long about heavy dreams after failing...

However, the key words in his template weekly diary are: elders don’t understand me, the weight of family affection, quarreled with family members, don’t want to learn piano and talk with mother about heavy dreams all night…

In fact, it’s nothing. For him, playing the piano is no different from studying. He doesn’t particularly like it, but he doesn’t hate it either.He has always been very considerate of his mother's dedication, and has never quarreled with his family.

The main reason was that Qiu Lingfei, the back desk, taught him: "The troubles of rich people like you are nothing more than the following. Parents are busy and have no time to accompany them, lack of communication, tired and don't want to learn piano, etc., and this kind of contradiction is easy to write. It’s easy to make up enough words, just make it up, work hard!”

Rong Zhen just watched Zhou Ting's expression gradually become dignified. At the end, he suddenly picked up the phone and was about to make a call, but he seemed to have recovered and stopped.

He squeezed the phone tightly, staring at the book darkly, without moving for a long time.

For the next few days, Rong Zhen stayed by Zhou Ting's side.

Zhou Ting, who finished the college entrance examination, did not go out to relax. After reading the weekly diary dozens of times, he suddenly went to Qin Jingshu's company one day.

Rong really was a little surprised.

Qin Jingshu was also surprised.

The two had a meal at a restaurant near the company. Qin Jingshu asked him like a loving elder how he was doing in the college entrance examination and whether he planned to go abroad in the future.

When he was about to finish eating, Qin Jingshu smiled and asked him if there was anything wrong.

Zhou Ting didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Don't let Rong Zhen practice the piano again."

Qin Jingshu: "..."

She laughed, not knowing why: "What?"

Zhou Ting looked straight at her: "Auntie, don't let Rong Zhen practice the piano anymore."

The woman was dumb, with a complicated expression.

After a long silence, the boy said goodbye to him and got up to leave.

Rong Zhen followed Zhou Ting out while looking back at his mother.

The woman smiled, picked up her cell phone and was making a call.

Rong Zhen knew very well that the call was made to himself back then.

He remembered that Qin Jingshu said to him at the time: "Xiao Zhen, did you play the piano in front of Zhou Ting before? It's nothing, but he doesn't seem to like you playing the piano very much, but you don't need to worry about him, our family has a marriage contract with him , but it's not a contract of prostitution, he can't stretch his hand so long to control my son..."

Qin Jingshu said a lot to him at that time, most of which she can't remember clearly, only the sentence "He doesn't seem to like you playing the piano very much" has been printed in his mind.

Growing up, playing the piano was when he received the most praise.

At that time, he only thought that Zhou Ting didn't like him, so he didn't like him to play the piano.

……

Rong Zhen followed Zhou Ting all the way. He thought Zhou Ting would go home, but he took a taxi, but the address he reported to the driver was his own.

After a few 10 minutes, the car stopped.

Before Zhou Ting entered the villa area, he was stopped by a loud voice in the distance.

Before looking over, Rong Zhen already recognized that it was Rong Zhao's voice.

Rong Zhao walked here swaggeringly with a group of boys of the same age with his bag on his back. Halfway there, he asked his friends to wait on the spot, and came over alone to stop Zhou Ting who was walking straight forward.

Zhou Ting looked at him coldly.

Rong Zhao was still a junior high school student at this time. Although he was tall among his peers, his aura was much weaker in front of Zhou Ting, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, but his eyes were still full of hostility: "What are you doing here?! I Didn't I tell you? Tell you not to disturb my brother!"

Rong Zhen was stunned. When did Rong Zhao contact Zhou Ting and tell him these words? !

Zhou Ting clenched his fist and glanced at him: "Don't block me."

"Don't be arrogant!" Rong Zhao angrily made a gesture to fight him, "What's the big deal, when I grow up, I will help my brother break off the engagement, you have nothing to do with my brother! It's all temporary... Anyway, as I said, I will never let my brother become a victim of the family, so don't bother him!"

Zhou Ting seemed to be stimulated, his whole body was filled with a gloomy and cold atmosphere, his jaw was tense, he looked at Rong Zhao, and almost uncontrollably gritted his teeth and opened his lips: "Why?!"

Rong Zhao was taken aback. He didn't expect that the arrogant and noble young master of the Zhou family would suddenly go crazy, but he still held his own, and even yelled back: "Because you are my brother's shadow! My brother is sensible and doesn't say anything, but I know that he has been unhappy since the engagement... You, you are his shadow! My brother and I hate you very much! As I said, I will help him break the engagement in the future! Can you stay away from him Shake!"

Rong Zhen stared at Rong Zhao in shock, he rushed over to cover Rong Zhao's mouth, but the moment his hand touched his younger brother, he passed through.

Being an outsider doesn't change a thing.

He froze in place.

What Rong Zhao said was half right and half wrong.

The child marriage that was arranged when she was a child was originally a business marriage.

No one will be happy with this kind of marriage.

Zhou Ting grew up abroad when he was a child, and then returned to China. Before Rong Zhen was 16 years old, he hardly saw his fiancé.

Therefore, before being tempted this year, there are no good or bad impressions.

He was indeed unhappy because of this engagement.

But to say that there is a shadow, it is also about that marriage, not a certain person.

When he was young, his younger brother Rong Zhao had always promised him: "Brother, don't worry, when I grow up, I will help you break this engagement, so you won't marry him!"

Later, when Zhou Ting was about to return to China, Rong Zhao told him something very happily: "Brother, I have inquired, and that guy Zhou Ting is also dissatisfied with this marriage contract. Don't worry, it will definitely not work!"

Later, when they met, they were still in the same high school...

When he began to pay attention to Zhou Ting slowly, there was no change in Zhou Ting's family. One time when the two met after school, a friend next to the other party recognized him and smiled teasingly: "Zhou Ting, isn't that your fiance? Why?" Won't you go together?"

Rong Zhen paused, and glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eye.

The other party frowned, and violently pushed the man away, glanced at him, and quickly turned his head away.

Rong Zhen pursed his lips and left quickly.

He thought Rong Zhao was right.

Zhou Ting hated this engagement.

On the side of the road at dusk, the young man's hands trembled slightly under Rong Zhao's words, he lowered his eyes, and when Rong Zhao opened his mouth to continue to say something, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar...

"Xiao Zhao!"

Rong Zhen and Zhou Ting looked up at the same time.

Not far away, a short-haired boy in loose sportswear stood, looked at them with a dazed expression, and then strode over here.

That face was exactly the same as Rong Zhen's, but much more youthful.

Rong really knows, that's me...

He has a sore nose.

Next, without looking, he knew what was going to happen.

Back then, Rong Zhao was going to go out with his friends to play for a few days during the vacation, and Rong Zhen found out that his brother didn't bring a game console not long after he left.

Rong Zhao likes to play games, and often stays in hotels to play games when traveling.Rong Zhen called him and found no one answered, thinking that not long after he left, he chased him out with the storage bag of the game console.

It wasn't long before he answered Qin Jingshu's phone call, and his mood hadn't calmed down. When he came out, he saw that Zhou Ting and his younger brother Rong Zhao seemed to be in conflict.

When he ran over, Zhou Ting had already let go, his face was ugly.

He asked Rong Zhao what happened.

Rong Zhao said vaguely that there was a misunderstanding, but it's okay.

Zhou Ting did not speak the whole time.

Rong Zhen knew Rong Zhao best, if he was justified, he wouldn't speak in such a tone.He thought that his younger brother had provoked Zhou Ting, so he immediately pulled Rong Zhao away, letting him and his friends go first.

Rong Zhao was not happy and didn't want to leave.Rong Zhen gave him a hard face, so Rong Zhao reluctantly left, turning his head and glaring at Zhou Ting frequently.

When there were two people left, he whispered to Zhou Ting that he was sorry, Xiao Zhao was not sensible.

Zhou Ting looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Before, he could control Qin Jingshu a little while talking on the phone, but now he was face to face, and his emotions were up, and he couldn't hold it back. The corners of his eyes were a little red, and he hurriedly bowed his head, wanting to leave as soon as the other party finished speaking.

But Zhou Ting kept silent.

He clenched his fists and was about to look up when the other party suddenly turned around and left.

Not even a goodbye.

Back then, Rong Zhen was baffled and felt aggrieved. After returning home, he lost his mind when doing things several times, and even suffered from insomnia for several nights. At that time, he didn't understand why Zhou Ting treated him so badly.

But now, he saw everything.

He saw the young Zhou Ting, before the young himself raised his head, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his thin lips pursed.

Drops of water fell silently.

The sharp and handsome outline is like a melting iceberg. The jade-carved silver outfit one second suddenly collapsed in the next second until it sank to the bottom of the sea.

That year, he didn't know that the boy turned around in a panic and fled sadly.

The author has something to say: good night

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xiaochunri and 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: CJ, Tianhan, Lunar1;

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