They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

…Did that audience member pay the bill later?

Luo Zhi really couldn't find the memory fragments this time.

He was so tired that he passed out before he could wait for an answer, and he had no memory of what happened afterwards.

However, judging from the context before and after, Luo Zhi should have met a kind-hearted person.

The figure didn't leave just then, nor did he treat him as a deranged patient and forcibly send him to the hospital or the police station.Instead, he took Luo Zhi to a very nice hotel, opened a room for him, and let Luo Zhi sleep peacefully.

It may also be because the alcohol smell on Luo Zhi's body at the time made the atmosphere too real. For any normal person in that situation, the most reasonable guess is that this person is probably so drunk that he is talking nonsense.

Luo Zhi looked at the bathrobe with the hotel logo printed on it. He groped around the neckline for a while, and found the broken glass pendant that someone had made a few days ago, and held it in his hand.

It's probably because he hasn't had such a relaxing rest for a long time. His mind is very clear. Although there are still a lot of blanks in his memory, it is at least organized.Unlike a few days ago, at a loss, it was like walking in an endless thick fog.

There are only traces of himself in the room, and the person who brought him is not here.

None of his belongings were taken, the guitar was leaning against the door, and the tripod and drawing board were in the living room.The schoolbag was hung upside down on the hanger, and the contents were spread out on the table to dry...

file holder.

There is a waterproof sealed document bag missing.

Luo Zhi stopped in front of the desk.

In the file bag are the original copy of the script, the copyright contract and the transfer contract he has drawn up.Luo Zhi kept it with her all the time, and it was sealed, and the transferee only needs to sign his name to take effect.

After all, it is such a good script, it is a pity to delay it in his hands.

Since it was really impossible to exchange for the boat ticket, Luo Zhi really decided not to force it, and was going to give it to the right person, so that it could be used for what it should have been.

……

Did he just send it out yesterday?

Luo Zhi stretched out his hand to support the edge of the table, and tapped his fingertips on the warm and moist solid wood desk, which could be seen to be expensive, trying to piece together his own logic of action.

He sells his paintings to a sole audience, for a hefty price, and the obligatory "umm," an acknowledgment that he's never done anything bad.

The other party paid the bill, so he gave away all his belongings.

Because the other party bought his painting, he felt that the audience friend had a very high taste in artistic aesthetics, so buy one get one free, and generously gave away this script...

Luo Zhi stopped thinking, and lightly bit the tip of her tongue.

Oops.

Sounds like something Little Flame can do.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, sighed slightly in distress, and smiled quietly with his lips pursed without his noticing.

The headache throbbed and tugged at the nerves, but did not bring about the usual dizziness and nausea.

Luo Zhi closed one eye, tilted his head, adjusted his breathing skillfully, and slowly rubbed his temples.

He didn't even know if the other party was from the film and television industry, and he also felt that he should regret it first, regretting the impulse that was unclear last night.

But the smile just popped out uncontrollably... as if he suddenly ate a candy unexpectedly.

Would anyone really be willing to offer such an outrageous price?

Believe that he has done nothing bad.

Want to say "hmm".

Now that I paid the bill, why didn't I take other things away?

Don't like it?

The painting was still placed on the sofa and was not taken away...

Thinking of this, Luo Zhi was suddenly jolted by a certain nerve in his brain, and took a deep breath like a toothache.

...He was thinking about something messy.

It is outrageous enough that this thing can be called a painting.

Luo Zhi's mind is clear now, and he can't bear to recall the immersion painting at that time, the unrestrained and unrestrained style every time he made a stroke.

That is to say, his current body does not allow him to run and jump, nor does he allow him to have too much mood swings.With the previous Luo Zhi, he would probably be able to steam from the tips of his ears all the way to his neckline and then to the base of his neck. After changing his clothes, he rushed downstairs and ran three laps in one breath.

Fortunately, it was not taken away.

Luo Zhi was determined to destroy this evidence immediately.

He squatted in front of the sofa, removed the canvas from the drawing board, turned over the dry schoolbag, stuffed the canvas into a ball, and planned to find a place where no one was there to dispose of it after he left.

His current physical strength is very poor, just after doing these, his arms are already too tired to lift up.The strap of the schoolbag fell off from the fingers that could not exert any force, and the whole schoolbag fell off the sofa, rolled around a few times, and stopped beside the bed.

Luo Zhi failed to catch the schoolbag, and his body was crooked and fell heavily.

His field of vision was mixed with bright and dark, and the large spots of light were like varnish that had been spilled, scattered randomly among the blurred color blocks.

Luo Zhi closed her eyes, rested her forehead on her arm, and waited for the cold sweat caused by the palpitation to slowly subside.

Must save energy, his current state has been the best in a few days.

Sober enough to know who I am.

As long as you concentrate and look slowly, you can even barely make out the content of the words on the hotel's need to know.

This time cannot be wasted.

Luo Zhi used the heels of his palms to press hard on the position of his heart a few times, and slowly stood up while maintaining a constant speed.

He still didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand and groped for the position of the table in his memory a few times, and confirmed that he touched the outline of a candy, he hooked it with his fingertips and squeezed it into his palm.

The next moment, a new wave of dizziness engulfed Luo Zhi, causing the arms supporting his body to lose all strength.

But Luo Zhi was already prepared, he grasped the angle quite well, although the whole person completely lost his balance, he just fell onto the sofa with the candy in his hand.

perfect.

[-] points.

Luo Zhi fell into a bright field of vision.

He lay motionless on his back, his chest rose and fell rapidly for a while, and when he regained his ability to move a little, he raised his hand and brought the plastic wrapping paper of the candy to his mouth.

This is also experience, when Luo Zhi suffered from hypoglycemia, her hands shook so badly that she couldn't cooperate with both hands to tear off the wrapping paper of the candy.

Later, he found that it was more efficient to tear apart with his teeth, so he further optimized the process and stopped wasting time on this link.

Luo Zhi bit the plastic paper with a little force, tore open a small opening, and then slowly bit out the candy inside.

Peach flavor.

The perfect of perfection.

I am so happy today.

Luo Zhi let out a long and comfortable sigh.

He sucked the candy, waited for the sweet peach aroma to completely fill his mouth, touched his earlobe rewardingly, and opened his eyes contentedly.

The schoolbag was quite aggrieved, and collapsed into a limp ball at the foot of the bed.

Although it was just a hiking bag that he bought casually, after all, Luo Zhi had been in trouble with it for several days, and he still apologized in good spirits for being caught in the rain yesterday and for dropping it today, and got up to pick up the schoolbag.

When she picked up the schoolbag by the belt, Luo Zhi's movements suddenly stopped.

In the inner interlayer of the schoolbag, there was a cardboard-like thing.

Because the zipper was not closed, the schoolbag rolled to the carpet, and the piece of paper fell on the carpet.

Luo Zhi was stunned for a while before reaching out to pick it up.

It was the ticket he had always wanted to exchange for the script.

The first-class VIP ticket can even enter the captain's cabin, which is better than the level he wanted to buy.

……

It was such a coincidence that he met a person who had a good heart and happened to have an even better ticket.

Maybe it's not just a coincidence.

Luo Zhi has been changing places for the past few days. Although there is no clear purpose in implementing the specific route, the general direction has always been to go to the beach instinctively.

Especially the station where he painted yesterday was already the last stop on the seaside line, and he got on the train until the end point was the port.

Luo Zhi held the ticket and walked slowly to the window.

The hotel is already so close to the sea. Standing here, you can already see the sea level in the distance.

It's a pity that the weather during this period has not been very good. The sea and the sky are a kind of cold lead gray, connected together in the misty hookah.

The tall silhouettes of several harbor cranes stand at the edge of the outline.

The climate is not suitable for vacation. If you will come to the hotel here at this time, if it is not a tourist waiting to board the ship, it is likely to be a high-end seafarer who wants to follow the ship here.

No matter which one it is, the probability of having a ferry ticket in hand is not small.

As long as he has a little understanding of the situation in the film and television industry, and can see the value of the script in his hand, most of them will be willing to exchange it with him.

Luo Zhi stood in front of the window, looked at the ticket, and reached out to touch it.

The corner of the paper stuck on the finger and then suddenly bounced off, the scratch was very slight and sharp.

After waking up and her wish was fulfilled, Luo Zhi felt that she should be happier, even happier than before.

He took the ticket and tried to mobilize his emotions, but more thoughts jumped out noisily, making him wonder which one to instruct the little squirrel to eat first.

……

It turned out that the script was not generously given away by him.

It turned out that the reward was put in the schoolbag, but he really couldn't find this part of the memory, so he didn't find it just now.

The other party took the script and left the boat ticket, but the rest of the belongings were not taken away.

It turned out that the painting was really not sold.

so far so good.

After all, he had just killed the killer, and he was ready to destroy the canvas.

Luo Zhi was so teased by herself that she raised the corner of her mouth again, moved her right leg which had started to become stiff again, and when it regained its flexibility, she slowly walked back to the sofa, relaxed her body and sat down.

He probably had been distracted for too long, touched the phone and turned on the screen, only to find that there were a few more missed calls on it, the most recent one was just a few seconds ago.

Luo Zhi looked at the somewhat familiar number.

He was still trying to remember who it was, and a text message from this number had jumped out from the top of the phone screen.

[Luo Zhi, go home. ]

[I am Ren Chenbai. ]

……

Luo Zhi was dragged back to reality.

He frowned in confusion, looking at the two lines that couldn't be any shorter.

With his mind still clear at the moment, Luo Zhi understood it after just a quick glance, but he wasn't surprised that Ren Chenbai could find his phone number.

In fact, what is surprising is that Ren Chenbai has been looking for him for so long.

Although Luo Zhi has been hiding, but he has too many things to do, and it is difficult to maintain a sufficiently awake state at all times, there are still many clues that can be traced.

Just the script that was posted to change the boat ticket, anyone with a little inside knowledge could guess it was him, and then get his new phone number.

... Not to mention, Li Weiming's fans are still broadcasting live broadcasts of punishing evil and promoting good deeds on Chaohua, and there are even some extreme small groups trying to block Luo Zhi for revenge.

The location positioning is a little bit continuous, and the action routes are all out.

With Ren Chenbai's ability and efficiency in doing things, he has not been able to find him. Luo Zhi can only attribute it to his good luck, or the other party was caught by something.

Confused, Luo Zhi blocked the number, and also deleted the two inexplicable messages.

For so many years, Luo Zhi's greatest wish was probably to receive these two text messages.

He really didn't know what he did wrong, and how big a mistake he had to be, to make everything go to the end.

Sometimes Luo Zhi would dream that he could go home again.He was making snacks with Aunt Ren at home. Brother Chenbai passed by the door, rubbed his hair, and wiped off the flour on his face with a smile.

But this kind of dream will gradually decrease or even disappear as the relevant impressions are erased by the person himself.

From a long time ago, Luo Zhi never had this kind of dream again.

Later, Ren Chenbai no longer concealed his hatred for him, and Luo Zhi no longer expected the impossible.

...Why did Ren Chenbai ask him to go to Ren's house?

Looking for him to buy a script?

If he hadn't thought of this, Luo Zhi might have almost forgotten it.

He opened the backend of the trading software where the script for exchanging tickets was hung, changed the status to [sold], clicked off the little red dots of the messages one by one, and clicked on the memo on the calendar to look at it.

Tomorrow is the day the cruise ship docks.

Why not go to the beach now.

Luo Zhi supported the sofa and stood up.

His body also seemed to be inspired by this plan, and he gathered some strength cooperatively.Let him change his clothes, tidy up everything, and put all the odds and ends on the table into his schoolbag.

When I picked up the phone again, the number that sent him a text message was changed to another one.

[Wanghai's house, I need to find you. ]

[Before tonight. ]

Luo Zhi sighed lightly, and was about to block this number as well, when the last message just popped up.

[Mom has something for you. ]

Luo Zhi's fingertips paused slightly.

He unconsciously tapped the screen twice, and continued the previous operation very slowly, blocking the number and deleting the text message.

The last step was performed several times, probably because his hands were too cold, or because he couldn't use any strength, and there was no response after pressing the screen three times.

Luo Zhi groped around her neck, holding her broken glass pendant.

Wanghai is the Ren family's villa by the sea, not far from here, Ren Chenbai has probably figured out his general whereabouts.

Ren Chenbai would not do anything good to him.

Of course he knew it was a trap, and he really wanted to jump into this trap.As long as he thinks of that car, burning pain emerges from his bones. Sometimes he wakes up from nightmares, and even wonders whether a part of himself was also crushed into waste and pushed into the smelting furnace.

But no, he had to protect himself, even if he missed home and wanted to see Aunt Ren's things.

He can't be fooled by Ren Chenbai, and he can't be hurt by Ren Chenbai.

It can't be Ren Chenbai.

Aunt Ren will be sad when she finds out.

This hotel can't stay any longer, anyway, the cruise ship will come only for one night, so he can just wait by the beach.

Luo Zhi didn't delay any longer, he put on his baseball cap and carried his schoolbag on his shoulders.

He hesitated at the door for a moment, but still didn't take away the guitar and drawing board, but just arranged them neatly side by side on the coffee table.

This level of hotel service will be very thoughtful and meticulous. Things left in the room will be kept strictly and properly, and the guests will be contacted to pick them up, or mailed according to the address.

Although his ID card is mostly used for checking in, and these days, for convenience, that card is always in his trouser pocket... But not everyone likes to watch the entertainment version, and the other party probably doesn't know what he is People, have some reputation outside.

As for whether he will know in the future, whether it will be the same as every time, the situation suddenly becomes very bad, and then the other party will regret saving the wrong person...

Based on experience, probably yes, but that's okay, at least so far, he's really happy.

Anyway, he couldn't remember any more details from yesterday, so let him be bold enough to deceive himself once, believing that other than the script, another transaction was really completed.

The stranger, who had never met him before, believed that he had never done anything bad, and answered "Yes", so he got all his belongings according to the agreement.

Because he was in a good mood, he generously gave the script to the other party.

Because the other party was also in a good mood and wanted to meet him again and make friends, so I gave him a boat ticket.

It's just that the gentleman who bought his belongings had to leave immediately because of an urgent matter, so he only took the script and left everything else in the room.

……

It's quite a twist, and there may be some strong words, but this is not a very reasonable logic.

I don't know if Mr. Shadow, who is doing good deeds every day, would feel puzzled when he received the call from the hotel, or would he not take it lightly and order the hotel to deal with it by himself, so that these belongings would be thrown away as garbage.

But these things have little to do with him.

Luo Zhi touched the guitar again.He closed his eyes and squatted quietly for a while with his forehead against the piano pillow.

I hope Mr. Shadow is the best.

The guitar is not worth much, but I bought it from a roadside piano store for 300 yuan.But there are a few songs in the piano bag, and Luo Zhi never recorded and released them after being hacked by the whole Internet, and he was still reluctant to sell them.

According to the prices offered by several music companies, selling a song at random, no matter how expensive the hotel room rate is, it is enough to stay for a month.

Luo Zhi was holding his schoolbag, his arms unconsciously exerted so much force that they trembled slightly, squeezed into the crumpled picture.

Luo Zhi tried to make that nasal sound of approval, but he couldn't hear his own voice, so he didn't even know if he succeeded or not.

Why hasn't he done anything bad?He was a coward, and he didn't even look at what Aunt Ren left him because he was afraid of stepping into some trap.

Go and apologize to Aunt Ren in a few days.

Luo Zhi slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

Relying on the fact that he didn't remember anything, he lay down on the coffee table and used the hotel's pencil to draw a sketch of himself feeling very good on the note for the guest.

This time the drawing was very good.

He concentrated on finishing the last stroke, and then brazenly took the picture as real and imprinted it in his mind.

Mr. Shadow bent his shoulders and tipped the umbrella over his head.

Say "hmm" to him.