They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Two days ago, Minglu actually found the guitar.

The luthier's craftsmanship is very good, and the wood of the surfboard is almost wasted, and it is cleverly embedded in the body according to the arc. Just left in the corner of the storage room for ten years, the guitar case has disintegrated, the strings are full of rust, and the tone has become soft and dull.

Fortunately, the seaside is not too dry, and the deformation and cracking of the panel is not serious. Minglu asked someone to send it to a professional technician to repair it, and replaced it with new strings. The repaired guitar is now placed in Luo Chi's room.

The reason why I didn't tell Luo Chi immediately... was because I didn't know how to explain this to him.

Now Luo Chi doesn't remember that Aunt Ren has passed away.

"Sir." Ming Lu said in a low voice, "I asked Xun Zhen, and he also thinks... It's better not to talk about it first."

Ming Weiting slowed down, carefully lifted Luo Chi's head and neck, and took a soft pillow under it.

Luo Chi's breathing was fairly steady, but he still had something on his mind as if he was asleep. He curled up on the sofa, frowning slightly unconsciously.

Ming Lu hesitated for a while, then tried to ask: "Just say Mrs. Ren is on a business trip? There is important business that she must discuss in person, and she will not be able to come back for the time being..."

"He's so uncomfortable." Ming Weiting whispered, "Why didn't Mrs. Ren come."

Ming Lu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted immediately. Obviously, this statement could not stand scrutiny at all.

Luo Chengxiu would have thrown his injured and sick son he had just found back to the hospital, and he would have been talking about business for three months abroad... But with Ren Shuangmei, it was impossible to do so anyway.

Luo Chi's illness was not as simple as breaking his leg. He would not be unaware of it himself, nor could he be completely unaware of his physical condition.

Xun Zhen has come to see that Luo Chi's recuperation effect is better than expected these days, and after one to two weeks of conditioning, he can start preparing for surgery. At that time, I will go back to the hospital, and I will have to do a lot of examinations, and the medicines used will be more irritating to the body.

If Ren Shuangmei was still there, even the most important business would be thrown aside by her, and she would rush back to accompany Luo Chi in person.

There is no sound logic here to explain the past.

Even if he doesn't remember too many things, Luo Chi is still very smart and keen, and he will not accept all information without any doubt... Luo Chi is afraid that he would have found out long ago that Mr. Shadow and Uncle Lu have something to hide from him, and they don't Know how to speak to him.

Probably because he noticed this, Luo Chi suddenly remembered the game of Truth or Dare and dragged them to play together.

But let's be honest...

Minglu stood in the same place and was in a dilemma: "Sir, Huo Miao has only been happy for a few days."

Now this childish, carefree Luo Chi is not complete, but Luo Chi is taking care of his body, and it is especially important to maintain a relaxed and happy mood.

Besides, Ming Lu couldn't help but think that Luo Chi's past life was too hard. You can do this without worrying about anything, and play happily for a while, which is what it should be.

Ming Weiting didn't speak, just pushed Luo Chi's forehead hair and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

He originally meant to see if Luo Chi had a fever or night sweats, but he suddenly noticed it, bent down his shoulders and said softly, "Fire?"

Ming Lu was stunned for a while, then looked over in astonishment.

The medicine Luo Chi used at night had strong sleeping ingredients, and it was difficult to wake up after falling asleep. He had already taken medicine tonight, and he should have been very sleepy, and was carried by Ming Weiting to rest.

Ming Lu was about to walk over quickly, and when he saw Ming Weiting shook his head slightly, he stopped again.

Ming Weiting raised his hand and covered Luo Chi's eyes.

Luo Chi closed his eyes, curled up quietly on the sofa, did not move without making a sound, his eyelashes trembled silently in his palm.

It wasn't until the faint trembling ceased that Ming Weiting removed his palm, carried Luo Chi out of the sofa, and stood up.

He silently shook his head at Minglu and left the living room with Luo Chi in his arms.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, Ming Weiting raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Luo Chi's shoulders, letting him lean on him, and slowly patted the thin and thin back in his arms.

Luo Chi would not be unaware. The changes in this villa, Luo Chi's own physical condition, and Aunt Ren did not come back after waiting for so long... The answer is actually not difficult to find, but after finding the answer, how to try to believe and accept it.

Luo Chi still has a lot of regrets in this matter.

He failed to see Aunt Ren's last face, failed to fulfill Aunt Ren's last wish, sprinkled his ashes into the sea to travel around the world, and failed to tell Aunt Ren in time that he dreamed of being a family with her.

Because of these, Luo Chi has always felt guilty, and has been chaining himself to Aunt Ren's tomb. This was the real reason why he never left here.

Luo Chi was worried that Aunt Ren would feel bored sleeping alone in that cold luxury cemetery without anyone to talk to.

Aunt Ren likes excitement and excitement so much, how could she be bored.

…

Ming Lu followed lightly and pushed open the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

He watched Ming Weiting put Luo Chi on the bed, then went to put pillows and tidied up the quilt skillfully, turned on the ambient light under the bed, and quietly exited the room and closed the door.

Mingwei Ting covered the quilt and sat beside the bed.

The lighting in the bedroom is dim and soft, and the visual effect is very comfortable.

The terrace had a great view indeed, and it was quite spacious, and the moonlight dyed half of the floor tiles silver. The light coming in from the window fell on the carpet and extended to the edge of the piano frame.

The room was extraordinarily quiet, just sitting by the bed, you could hear the sound of the waves not far away.

Ming Weiting sat for a while, reached out and touched Luo Chi's hair lightly: "Huo Miao."

Before Uncle Lu returned to the villa, he once chose a big adventure because he could not answer a question, and promised to find Luo Chi a peach-flavored candy tomorrow.

In fact, the issue was nothing special, Luo Chi just wanted him to talk about something that happened before.

…

As for the reason for not being able to answer, it was just that Ming Weiting did not prepare in advance.

In fact, he is not good at chatting at all, and he is not good at talking about himself. He can't find anything suitable to say and can describe what happened without careful wording.

Ming Weiting put his hands on Luo Chi's eyes again, this time the eyelashes in his palms were very quiet, and he couldn't notice any movement.

"Five years ago." Ming Weiting said, "My father passed away."

Ming Weiting was silent for a while, and then continued: "During that time, I didn't know how I felt."

Ming's family is estranged, Ming Weiting was raised by Ming Lu, and he doesn't remember any warm memories related to his family, but there was no conflict or injury either.

The husband of the previous generation of the Ming family died unexpectedly in a shipwreck, and the situation was very chaotic at that time. For the next three years or so, I was basically busy with this matter, and I didn't have any spare time to think about it.

But even so, when he suddenly realized this when he sat down occasionally, Ming Weiting still remembered the daze when he first heard the news.

Sadness and longing will come later, and the initial feeling is just dazed.

People with close ties suddenly disappeared, and it was impossible to find them again, and suddenly there was a strong sense of daze that I didn't know which direction to go in.

So even if it was far from enough to empathize, he could still imagine why Luo Chi didn't cry at Mrs. Ren's funeral.

"I saw you ten years ago." Ming Weiting touched Luo Chi's hair, "I didn't get off the boat to find you at that time because I was thinking, how could there be such a cool fire, no one can Don't bother him."

He didn't know that Luo Chi didn't know this, so he wrote down the cool words and repeated them to the other party.

The Ming family have been living on cruise ships, occasionally disembarking to go to the island for vacation. No matter how luxurious a cruise ship is, there will always be boundaries, and no matter how big an island is surrounded by water, those boundaries should not be used to trap the fire.

"I regret it because of this."

Ming Weiting said: "I just thought that there should be no boundaries, but you lost your home that year."

Luo Chi had his eyes covered by him, and his chest remained motionless in the last word, as if the body suddenly forgot to breathe.

Ming Weiting didn't move that hand away.

He noticed that Luo Chi was shaking his head.

Probably because the fog was too far away from the outside, or maybe the medicine he took had already taken effect. Luo Chi's strength was too weak, and the strength of his shaking his head was almost insignificant.

But Luo Chi was still shaking his head stubbornly, refusing to give him even a little responsibility.

So Ming Weiting also changed his words: "...But."

He noticed that Luo Chi had stopped to listen, so he continued: "But, based on what I would have done at that time, if I got off the boat, I would probably knock on the door and invite you to join the Ming family."

The Ming family has always been like this, blood relationship doesn't really matter. When you see talented people, you will invite them to join. Uncle Lu was the doorman of the hotel at the time. He was invited by his grandfather to board the boat when he was a teenager. It has been nearly 60 years of ups and downs.

He would choose not to disembark too early. Luo Chi was probably already asleep by then. It was likely that Aunt Ren came to open the door and met an uninvited guest who came to change Huo Miao's surname late at night.

"Then," Ming Weiting imitated him, "Auntie will hold a broom and kick me out."

Luo Chi coughed.

Ming Weiting saw Luo Chi's mouth suddenly pursed, and his heart suddenly warmed.

He didn't know the origin of this warmth, but when he noticed that the airflow from his eyelashes brushed gently across the palm of his hand, he moved his hand away.

The light in the room would not irritate the sight, Luo Chi opened his eyes and saw him at a glance.

Mingweiting met Luo Chi's gaze.

…

Unlike these days, Luo Chi, who is not troubled but doesn't remember anything, is not separated by fog.

Luo Chi's eyes were quiet and clear, because of his assumption just now, those eyes were bent a little and there was no water vapor.

Ming Weiting called him in a low voice, "Huo Miao."

Luo Chi's eyes were even more crooked. He looked at Mr. Shadow and wanted to use his energy to speak, but Ming Weiting lightly held his wrist: "Listen to me."

Ming Weiting has been learning all these days, and finally he can gradually understand Luo Chi's thoughts and feelings. He touched Luo Chi's eyelashes, and when he saw Luo Chi blinking, his heart relaxed and his expression softened.

He thought of the thirteen-year-old Luo Chi, who helped Aunt Ren's spirit alone, returned gifts to the guests who came and went, and was Aunt Ren's child alone.

Luo Chi would never cry at that time, not only because of the sudden dazed feeling that he was the only one left, but also because Luo Chi would never let Aunt Ren worry.

On the day he found out that the conch was missing, Luo Chi learned by himself how to hide a part of himself.

Luo Chi lost his home overnight, was no longer protected, and no one taught him what to do, so this became the only way for him to not worry Aunt Ren.

The late night that was spent, I was almost suffocated by the unbelievable bad news. I could only bite my arm to endure the bone-biting pain. I was stuffed into the safest place and hidden away. ten years.

"I won't worry my aunt." Ming Weiting said softly, "Let's hide."

Luo Chi blinked and looked up curiously.

Ming Weiting wrapped his arms around his shoulders and picked him up from his lying position.

This time Luo Chi tried his best to cooperate with his movements, but after all, the strength he could exert was too weak.

Ming Weiting helped him to sit firmly, then stood up, went to the hanger and took off his coat.

This coat was specially brought by Minglu and placed in the room. Mingweiting had no habit of using perfume, and after taking care of Luo Chi, he stopped touching cigarettes. There was no special smell on it.

Ming Weiting returned to the bed, and he covered Luo Chi with his coat.

The darkness that suddenly covered Luo Chi was startled.

In fact, he is not used to the darkness that cannot detect the outside world, and the dormant unease spreads silently. Luo Chi's breathing was a little short, and he couldn't help but want to leave immediately.

But at the next moment, someone held him steady again through the darkness.

Ming Weiting would hug him, mostly because Luo Chi was inconvenient to move, or because his body was too weak to have the strength.

Because it is to take care of people, Ming Weiting will carefully grasp the strength every time, and will also pay special attention to the position of exertion, so that Luo Chi will not hang in the air or be uncomfortable.

The strength this time was different from the previous ones, Luo Chi was almost completely bound by that strength.

He was almost bound by that force to the point of being completely immobile, or maybe it wasn't for this purpose, the other party was holding him firmly, and the force was to drag him out of something—

Luo Chi coughed loudly. He was sitting in the newly renovated bedroom of the villa - of course he knew very well that the villa had been renovated, he knew very well that this was not the sea-view villa he was familiar with - he was sitting in the bedroom, but he seemed to be taken from the darkness It was dragged out of the sea of ​​ice.

He thought he was dead, and then forcefully dragged him upstream.

He was dragged down by the sea, but someone insisted that he go up.

Luo Chi coughed uncontrollably. He was no longer in a hurry to get out of his jacket. He groped for the arm that dragged him up through the jacket.

He forced the strength in his bones to squeeze out and put it all into that hand.

"Fire." Ming Weiting said, "People will not be trapped in a tomb."

Luo Chi held his arm.

"The Ming family has been at sea for generations. Some people are sent to land, and some people are sprinkled into the sea. After death, people are free. They will become wind, clouds, and waves."

Ming Weiting said: "Because anything is possible, there is an assumption."

"There is an assumption that the aunt turned into a wave and found the lost conch."

"The ocean current on the seabed can only go in a certain direction, and it can't turn around. It's not easy to walk with the conch."

"That fan is terrible again, always running around."

"Missed so many times, it took many years."

Ming Weiting is not good at telling stories at all, especially this kind of content that is not prepared in advance, he will stop for a sentence, and then continue to talk.

"One day, my aunt finally found this fan. Tired and angry, she rolled the conch and threw it out."

Ming Weiting thought for a while: "It hit this fan's head."

Luo Chi coughed and laughed in his arms.

Luo Chi laughed and trembled, his breathing became more and more urgent, and the hand holding Ming Weiting's arm also began to tremble slightly.

He curled up little by little and slowly hid in that coat.

"Then." Ming Weiting whispered, "I found it."

That day, Luo Chi just remembered about the conch, Ming Lu's reminder, Ming Weiting once gave this answer - he didn't know the content of the conch at that time, just to appease Luo Chi, so the answer can't really count.

But after that day, Luo Chi didn't ask him.

Luo Chi didn't ask him, he had to make up his own story and give the answer himself.

Ming Weiting hid him with a coat to prevent Aunt Ren from seeing the flames.

Mingwei Ting, through his coat, next to Luo Chi's left ear, slowly said the answer again.

"I found it." Ming Weiting said, "So I'm here to pick you up."

"Now."

Ming Weiting asked softly, "I have this honor to invite you home?"