They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Luo Zhi slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the ceiling and thought about where he was for a few minutes, but to no avail, he had to take the mobile phone beside him.

After waking up from sleep or fainting, this situation began to appear, but I can't remember clearly.

In short, after waking up one time, Luo Zhi looked at the words on the memo. Although he could recognize every word, he could no longer recognize their meaning, and it was difficult to connect the memories through reasoning.

His mind is like a squirrel that eats memories, biting off a little every day, leaving more and more blank spaces.

It doesn't hurt at all, it's just numb and sour, and I can't exert any strength.

It's like... when you want to grab something back, the numb tendon on your elbow accidentally hits the corner of the cabinet heavily, and the intense numbness that hits your arm instantly and you can't move at all.

Luo Zhi was actually a little scared at first, but soon got used to this feeling.

This feeling is very light.

It was as if he was a blank person with no past and no future.

There is no need to think about any extra people or things, so there will be no worries.

Even the pain and sorrow that happened to Luo Zhi yesterday had nothing to do with him.

...But if you don't remember anything at all, it's still inconvenient.

Just like the previous unscrupulous innkeeper.

I don't know from which detail he found out that Luo Zhi couldn't remember things, so the boss got a bad idea and asked Luo Zhi for the room fee thirteen times in two days.

It didn't even occur to Luo Zhi that she just had amnesia and not dementia, and the transfer records were clearly in the phone, which she couldn't even blame.

Luo Zhi transfers the money as soon as he asks, and if he saves enough money to file a case, it is a threat to report back, and he will come back on the spot with double compensation, and take the money to change to a hotel.

……

Luo Zhi happened to click on this video.

He nestled on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, admiring his feat with relish, and looking at the earthy-faced black-hearted boss, he was so happy that he could hardly stop.

Luo Zhi dragged the progress bar and watched it back and forth twice, until she had laughed enough, then turned off the video and re-chosen to arrange in chronological order.

The phone froze for a few seconds, until the back panel began to heat up vaguely, and a bunch of video clips, each several 10 minutes long, finally appeared on the screen.

Because the memo was no longer effective, Luo Zhi now began to record what happened to him with a video.

Had a great time yesterday.

In the video screen, Luo Zhi is wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, carrying a drawing board, like a student who came out to gather.

He was sitting on the side of the road painting, and was completely drenched by the heavy rain without warning, but the drenched painting was smudged with a very impressionistic artistic atmosphere.

He simply handed over the work of painting to the rain, threw away his paintbrush, and stepped on the water on the side of the road with great interest.

There were many people waiting for the bus on the side of the road. The video screen swept over, and many people looked at him in a strange way. Some people probably feared that he would suddenly go crazy, and hid in the distance without a trace.

Then a little girl laughed and clapped her hands, completely ignoring the beautiful little dress she had just changed, and happily ran over to tread water with him.

Then the little girl's parents were taken aback, and ran over to stop, persuade and coax, and finally they didn't know how to persuade them, and they became a family playing together in the rain while treading water.

Then someone couldn't help but ran into the rain from under the awning of the station.

It's weird to do this kind of thing alone, but when everyone starts to be weird, no one will look weird anymore.

Some people stretched out their hands to catch the cold raindrops, some opened their arms to let the wind pick up their coats, it was probably the older boy who was still pretending to be serious, and was dragged into the rain by his younger sister, and immediately laughed along with him.

The two boys who looked like they had just finished school fought with umbrellas, you threw water on my face and I hit you somersault, playing all over in a mess, sitting in the rain with water all over my face and laughing so hard I couldn't breathe.

Luo Zhi himself was squeezed so that there was no water to step on, so he dug out his guitar again.

After the voices beside my ears disappeared, as I gradually adapted to the extremely quiet world, the originally clear voices in my memory became blurred day by day.He was no longer used to speaking and could not sing.

But what's the big deal?

He couldn't hear anyway.

Anyway, at this time, what I want is not a decent melody.

Luo Zhi sits on the flower bed and concentrates on strumming his strings. He used to play the guitar quite slickly, tapping, clapping, and vibrating the strings at his fingertips. He hasn't been cursed by the Internet hackers for no reason. A guitar can easily ignite the audience.

...but what's the big deal?

The little squirrel in Luo Zhi's mind is very industrious, eating up those fuzzy and surging memories in less than a second.

So he concentrates on strumming his strings.

The warm and cheerful guitar sound mixed into the raindrops, crackling rain, rumbling thunder, and a crackling white lightning flashed in the gloomy sky.

Then throw all the troubles, all the pressure, all the unhappiness into a short-term out-of-control that everyone tacitly indulges.

Then return to reality with satisfaction and return to your own life.

The little girl was taken care of by the young parents. She wiped her face clean and played with water. She was covered with her father's warm coat, and poked her head out from her mother's arms: "Where's the big brother?"

People had finished venting and returned to the awning, dripping wet and in a mess, but everyone still had a relaxed smile on their faces.

The younger sister took out a few tissues, tiptoed to wipe the water on the brother's head, and stuck out her tongue unconvinced while being criticized.

A couple snuggled together, the boy opened his coat and wrapped the girl tightly inside.

The two boys ended the master duel, so they didn't wait for the car anymore, and each of them picked up a bicycle with an umbrella, and rode in the rain with water splashing everywhere.

The young man who looked like a salesman tore off his tie, stretched his waist vigorously, took a deep breath and exhaled, saying to himself: "Resign tomorrow and start a new life."

The mother rubbed her daughter's hair with a gentle expression: "Big brother is home."

The little girl blinked and looked around.

The big brother is gone, the guitar and drawing board are gone, and the mobile phone supported by the tripod is gone.

……

Luo Zhi carefully watched all the videos.

He couldn't hear the sound, so he pulled the progress bar repeatedly, and carefully identified what everyone was saying according to the shape of their mouths.

At the end of the video, it abruptly stops at a face that appears too close to the camera.

It was two girls he didn't know, looking at him with complicated expressions, that kind of expression was enough to bring people back to reality in a second.

He stopped his guitar.

"Luo Zhi?" His name was called out, "Are you that Luo Zhi?"

……

Luo Zhi opened the video editing software, carefully dragged the time axis, and deleted the last paragraph.

He bent his fingers, tapped his temple lightly, found the squirrel and asked it to eat the memory.

Squirrels generally don’t have a good appetite when they are called out subjectively, and the content of what was eaten is still vaguely outlined, and it takes a while to completely forget it.

So Luo Zhi could still remember what happened at that time.

This kind of thing actually happens a lot.

Huaisheng Entertainment issued a statement that due to the bad nature of the incident related to Mr. Li Weiming, the board of directors has dismissed Luo Zhi as the general manager.

This result was not harsh, which made Li Weiming's fans reluctantly satisfied, and also accepted Li Weiming's decision to re-cooperate with Huaisheng Entertainment regardless of previous suspicions.

Huaisheng Entertainment reciprocated and poured a lot of traffic and resources on Li Weiming.

So Li Weiming has been really popular during this time, so popular that his advertising stands are all over the streets and alleys, and so popular that a group of little girls stay up late to give a thumbs up to one of his new albums.

It was so popular that even if Luo Zhi was walking on the road, he would be easily recognized as "the bastard former general manager of the company who once humiliated and suppressed Li Weiming".

I don't know whether it was intentional or just a coincidence, Li Weiming's new drama is a workplace drama. In the drama, there is also a general manager who does all kinds of bad things by relying on his wealth and power, and insults Li Weiming's character in every possible way.

The filming of the show is very good, very immersive, and only three episodes have been aired, and the fans are so strong that they hate their teeth.

So this hatred was naturally poured out on Luo Zhi.

Two girls stood in front of Luo Zhi.

They are very self-cultivated, and they didn't do any excessive behavior like the fans of Li Weiming that Luo Zhi occasionally met before. They just hesitated to speak, and finally dropped their eyes with contempt.

It was probably because Luo Zhi was drenched all over, and was very thin and pale, and there was also some pity in his gaze, like looking at a dying stray dog ​​lying on the side of the road.

"It's pitiful to see you, too."

One of them said: "I knew it would happen, why did I do that kind of thing?"

"What's the use of you talking to him?" Another girl scolded lightly, "This kind of person is unscrupulous when he is in glory, and he can do all kinds of disgusting things. You have to wait until you are down and kicked to the side of the road. I know I regret it...don't worry about him, let's go."

The girl from earlier sighed, but still handed over the umbrella to her companion, took out some money and handed it to him: "Go and buy some food, don't do bad things in the future, people have retribution."

Luo Zhi slowly recognized what they said, turned off the video recording function of the phone, and typed on the memo.

He was already not able to use words smoothly, so he changed a sentence back and forth for a long time, and finally got it right: [I haven't done anything bad. ]

The girl who handed him the money frowned.

The other girl couldn't bear it at all, and said in a crackling voice: "Okay, so you're still stubborn! You just don't understand... What kind of person is this! I'm so mad, go away, bad luck..."

As she spoke, she pulled her companion along and left.

This time, the companion's gaze also turned cold, probably because he felt that his kind behavior was ridiculous, so he put away the money and turned away without looking back.

Luo Zhi also lowered her eyes, put away her things, and slowly stood up and left.

He was just explaining for Luo Zhi yesterday, until the day when he completely collapsed and emptied his body, he would explain every occasion where people misunderstood him.

It didn't matter that no one believed it, he couldn't do nothing.

Luo Zhi carried the guitar and the drawing board on his back, held the wet mobile phone, wiped his face, and walked into the continuous rain.

……

and then?

Luo Zhi pondered, and tapped his forehead lightly twice.

His memory stops here, which means that he didn't go far, and then fell into the state of knocking his elbows on the cabinet again.

Once this kind of situation happened outside, it would be very troublesome. He had to go back to the hotel as soon as possible before he completely lost consciousness, or find an empty alley before passing out, otherwise he would scare passers-by to call the police or call an ambulance.

Although I don't know why, the Luo family has also started looking for him recently.

Luo Zhi was almost discovered several times, relying on the instinct in his memory to escape in time, if he contacted the police or the hospital, the news would definitely be notified to his family members.

That's why Luo Zhi often carries a bottle of high-grade, low-quality liquor with him. When he realizes that he is about to lose his hold, he pours the liquor on his body, so that people can smell the alcohol and know that this is a person who fell asleep while drunk. There is no need to worry about the drunks on the side of the road.

... Could it be that he accidentally drank the wine this time?

Drinking to drown your sorrows?

Luo Zhi was amused by his assumption, he really couldn't find any clues to refer to from the video, so he had to put away his phone and move himself off the bed little by little.

Stepping on the soft carpet with bare feet, Luo Zhi realized that this was not the hotel he had booked.

In order not to be found out about her identity information, Luo Zhi has always chosen dark hotels in small alleys that are not so strict. They can barely meet the living needs, but the conditions are far from comfortable.

And even if the room he is in now is just an ordinary big bed room, the specifications are quite high, at least four and a half to five stars, and the remaining half stars are usually determined by whether there is a gym, an outdoor swimming pool and a buffet.

Luo Zhi was also used to staying in this kind of hotel.

It's just that he didn't use the Luo family's money, he never used the Luo family's money.

Luo Zhi has contributed manuscripts for drawing comics, done game boosting, written songs for others, and even helped record chords and accompaniments in a recording studio... Anyway, she can earn a little money for everything.

Luo Zhi didn't save the money he earned, and spent as much as he earned, and all the extra money was used to buy gifts for Aunt Ren, younger sister, family members and Brother Chenbai.

Aunt Ren was very happy to receive the gift, hugged him and praised him endlessly, but at the end she was a little worried, and poked him on the head lightly: "Little Huomiao, don't you want to save some money?"

Luo Zhi thought about it seriously: "If the things you want to buy are too expensive, save them up."

Aunt Ren said dumbly: "It's not about this... What will you do in the future?"

When she asked this question, Aunt Ren had already been diagnosed with the disease that made it difficult to extend her lifespan for too long.

But she herself didn't take it seriously at all, and told Xiao Luozhi that she felt that the most important thing in a person's life was to live to make herself happy, not to live desperately for a long time.If there is only pain and suffering left one day, it would be better to be a hero again 20 years later.

Aunt Ren is not worried about her illness, but she seems to know something about the Luo family, and she is always worried about Luo Zhi.

Later, Luo Zhi seemed to pick up some random topic and diverted this conversation.

Although his memory had begun to be blurred and confused, he lay on the bed and thought slowly, as if he had never answered every question about "the future" that Aunt Ren asked.

……

Since when did he stop thinking about the future?

Luo Zhi thought about this matter for a while while he was awake, and then he forgot what he was thinking.But at least he still remembered that he appeared in a strange four-and-a-half to five-star hotel, so he still took some time to stand up slowly.

There was no sign of anyone else in the room.

His guitar and drawing board are well placed on the sofa, and his clothes and shoes are on the other side, which seem to have been washed, dried and folded neatly, and there is a painting next to him.

Seeing that painting, Luo Zhi's vague memory jumped out again.

...Strictly speaking, that painting can no longer be called a painting.

Being stopped by those two girls who suddenly appeared, it happened to delay the most beautiful moment of this painting.

Because of the delay, the paint on the painting was completely washed away by the rain, leaving only pale traces.Later, even that little trace completely melted away, slowly melting into the scattered water marks, and disappearing without a trace.

In the end, only some very faint water marks remained on the screen.

It's like a person drowning in water silently, completely disappearing, leaving only a little ripple.

Luo Zhi recognized her own words among the ripples.

[I haven't done anything bad. ]

In fact, he can't write well anymore. At some point when he was unconscious and fell to the ground, he took out the paintbrush without realizing it, and traced the shape of the words on the memo on the phone bit by bit. of.

Sitting in the almost pouring rain that drowned everything, he drew stroke by stroke, and he was even very absorbed in the strokes, and even immersed himself in the feeling that he was really a great artist.

After drawing the last stroke, Luo Zhi drew the finishing touch and drew a very round end with satisfaction.

He found he had an audience.

An unknown figure was holding an umbrella, standing in the rain and looking at him, as if he had been standing there for a while.

Luo Zhi hasn't spoken for a long time, but he just spilled a lot of wine on himself.The wine was diluted by the rain, but it seemed to drip into his skin, making his head a little dizzy.

Luo Zhi raised her head and bent her eyes skillfully: "Are you coming to scold me?"

The voice from the voice that has not been used for a long time is hoarse and strange, as if rubbing the roughest rust under the scorching sun with the fingertips, leaving a little bit of heat and bloody smell.

The person opposite seemed to be stunned for a moment, shaking his head.

Luo Zhi was a little surprised, he tilted his head and thought for a while: "Are you here to catch me?"

This time the person on the opposite side squatted down, maybe it was Luo Zhi's illusion, through the rain curtain, the other person seemed to frowned.

...it seems neither.

Then.

"So."

Luo Zhi raised the drawing board, and handed him the crooked characters in the rippling line: "Sir, do you want to buy a painting?"

He smiles so obediently and beautifully, of course Luo Zhi knows how to look the best when he smiles, he is an experienced little liar.

He successfully deceived Aunt Ren, making Aunt Ren believe that he will grow up well, live to be 80 years old, and have many wonderful futures.

He has done nothing bad.

Luo Zhi looked at the line of words that were about to be watered by rain again, and he treasured them, guarding the finishing touch of the full stop.

"The price is very expensive. If you say 'hmm', it means you believe it."

Luo Zhi raised her head, bending her eyes in the overwhelming rain.

He took off the guitar graciously, and pushed all his belongings over: "Just 'hmm', and then they will all be yours."