They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Luo Chi made no sound.

He seemed even startled by the fluid that suddenly gushed out of his body. The warm water dripped on his stiffly curled fingers, and his whole hand trembled.

Ming Weiting took that hand, sat in front of him, and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

"Huomiao." Ming Weiting looked into his eyes, "I'm back, and I will always be back."

Ming Weiting slowly rubbed his hair, and wiped the water color carefully: "I will always come back in the future, can you let me watch you play the guitar? I still want to buy your paintings."

"I want to buy a lot of your paintings, and I want to see your paintings." Ming Weiting said, "I will pay any price."

Luo Chi's face was bloodless, wet tears stained his cheeks, and he felt paler and chilled than when he first woke up.

He couldn't understand what these liquids were. They had just been wiped clean, but in a blink of an eye they overflowed more violently than before.When it rolled down, it was as hot as magma was burning, but it didn't take long for it to freeze again as if it were an endless sea of ​​ice.

Luo Chi leaned against Ming Weiting's chest, his body was soft and cold, his chest heaved and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Ming Weiting tried his best to relax his strength. He found that Luo Chi's condition was still not good, and his breathing became more and more short and intermittent. He frowned and raised his head: "Uncle Lu."

Ming Lu nodded and hurried to call the doctor.

Ming Weiting took off the oxygen mask at the head of the bed, adjusted the flow rate, and sat sideways on the head of the bed.

He has been taking care of Luo Chi these few days, so he is very skilled in doing it.He embraced Luo Chi with one hand and leaned against his chest, while holding the mask with the other hand, so that Luo Chi could breathe the supplemental oxygen.

Luo Chi coughed under the oxygen mask.

There was too much liquid gushing out of the eyes, and no matter how hard I tried to find a focus, there were still only large hazy and blurred patches of color left in my field of vision.

The gears were stuck on the nerves in the brain, and a large piece of red rust spread out from the edges, and the chaotic and broken pictures were all twisted together.Those were just some rusty gears, he didn't know where he was.

Luo Chi refused to faint, he was not reconciled.

He felt someone holding his hand, someone helping him to lie down, and someone sticking cold electrodes on his body.

He didn't want to be in the hospital, he didn't want to be sick, he had something important to do.

Luo Chi struggled unconsciously, he frowned little by little, and opened his eyes wide to find the outline of the shadow.

There is only a reddish mist in front of my eyes.

He closed his eyes, trying to find the familiar and adapted touch of his body, but there were too many hands holding him down, so he couldn't distinguish clearly.

... There are other ways.

There were other ways, he remembered, he could have done it.

The sound of tinnitus pierces through my mind without warning, the large noise before the TV completely breaks down, the distorted and broken speakers mixed with the sound of electric current... Occasionally, there will be words without beginning and end, but they don't make sense. I remember that because of that sentence, he couldn't listen to the voices outside.

But this sentence is definitely not the only one in the world.

Not just this sentence, he must have missed a lot of important voices because of this.

How can I hear it again?Is it time to turn those gears back up?

He pushed those rusty gears, and the dull pain swallowed all his consciousness in an instant.It's not a problem, he's already used to this kind of pain, he must have picked the wrong gear, or something else...

The sharp needle pierced his skin, and the cold medicine dripped into the blood vessels, and the involuntary extreme fatigue returned from the deepest part.

He knew it was a sedative.

He is very familiar with this feeling, and Ren Chenbai has often had people call him this kind of thing.

What is Ren Chenbai?

I don't know, it doesn't matter.

He finally did what he wanted to do, the most inconspicuous gear in the corner was suddenly pushed forward, and moved forward with a "click".

A very inconspicuous window was opened in the silent world.

The hearing in that ear was originally weaker than that of ordinary people, no matter what he heard, it was like being separated by a distant thick fog, but at least there was sound coming in.

He seemed to really hear a voice coming in, and he heard someone calling him "Fire".

Luo Chi lay flat on the bed, following the sound, moving his head and neck with difficulty.

His body began to relax under the effect of the sedative, and the drowsiness flooded in, so he guessed that this process probably took a long time.

But fortunately, the voice never stopped, so he always had enough reference to identify the direction.

Luo Chi felt that he must have found the right one, he found the direction of the voice, and tried to trace the outline of Mr. Shadow in the red mist.

For the last time, even if it was a hallucination of self-deception, let him say that.

"Again, stay for a while." Luo Chi said slowly, "5 minutes."

Luo Chi's voice was very soft. He opened his eyes and looked at the Mr. Shadow he had drawn: "Are you okay?"

……

Ming Weiting settled Luo Chi who had fallen asleep.

He read the monitoring data of all the instruments, asked all the questions that he didn't fully understand, and then went back to the bed, and stayed by Luo Chi's side.

Luo Chi's right hand was loosely fixed to the side of the bed by a bandage, was infused with fluids, and wore an oxygen mask to assist breathing. His face seemed to be better than before when he didn't see a trace of blood.

"It's caused by intracranial hypertension...Mr. Luo should have had a headache since he woke up, but he couldn't tell."

The doctor whispered, "I've already used dehydration medicine, it doesn't matter."

The doctor hesitated for a while, but added: "It's best to stay in the hospital for observation today."

Intracranial hypertension is the most common complication, and it should not be the first time that Luo Chi has appeared.It's just that his body is too weak, and his blood pressure has always been low, so he hasn't shown it too obviously.

Today's sudden attack is so severe, it should be that the patient's own mood has fluctuated violently.I have already taken medication to reduce blood pressure and dehydration in time, so as long as I can keep my mood stable, there will be no danger.

Ming Weiting sat by the bed, carefully adjusted the mask for Luo Chi, and thanked him.

The doctor quickly waved his hand, then turned to find Ming Lu, briefly explained Luo Chi's current physical condition, and explained some precautions for taking care of the patient.

Ming Lu wrote down what the other party said, sent the doctor out, and turned back to the bedside: "Sir."

Ming Weiting was brushing away Luo Chi's forehead hair soaked in cold sweat, when he heard this, he withdrew his hand and looked up.

"I didn't find out at all." Ming Lu remembered Ming Weiting's worries before, feeling a little guilty, "The situation at that time seemed..."

"It looks normal." Ming Weiting shook his head, "I didn't notice either."

Once Luo Chi thinks about how to laugh, he won't reveal his pain so easily.This is his fault, he taught wrongly, so he will be responsible next time, and will check Luo Chi's situation more carefully.

Ming Weiting touched Luo Chi's forehead with the back of his hand, he gently rubbed the sweaty short hair, and brushed them behind Luo Chi's ears.

Luo Chi had a hideous scar behind his left ear.

The doctor said that Luo Chi's disease affected his hearing on the right side.If it's just due to illness, the hearing in the left ear should still be very weak.

The hearing problem on this side is psychogenic, and the function of the organ is still there.But in order to recover, I am afraid that it is much more difficult to solve than surgery, which can be solved as long as the technology is skilled enough.

……

According to the results of the consultation, even if the hearing returns to normal after the operation, it will take the patient several years to slowly come out and hear the outside world again.

"Uncle Lu." Ming Weiting said, "He seems to be able to hear a little voice."

Ming Lu was slightly stunned: "When?"

"During the rescue. I kept talking to him, and he suddenly looked towards me. I think he couldn't see clearly at that time."

Ming Weiting said in a low voice: "He asked me to stay for another 5 minutes."

Ming Weiting didn't know exactly how many times he said "yes" and how many times he said "more than 5 minutes".He also didn't know whether Luo Chi had heard and believed these answers.

But when he gave the answer, he did see a faint shadow of a smile slowly appearing in the depths of those eyes.

With that contented smile in his mouth, Luo Chi sank into his new sleep.

... This made him unable to figure out, why should those people wake up with peace of mind.

"Yes." Ming Lu instantly understood what he meant, "Sir, I'll do it."

Ming Weiting lowered his eyes, and Luo Chi's lips were pale and dry, so he used a cotton swab to moisten them little by little according to the doctor's instructions.

After finishing all this, he raised his hand and lightly touched the corner of Luo Chi's lips to confirm that it had become moist and soft, and put the cotton swab and water aside.

Ming Lu left lightly, closed the door quietly, and walked quickly to the pier.

……

Luo Chi had a very long dream.

In the dream, he had no idea who he was or what he was going to do.

But these things don't seem to matter much.

He just walked slowly on a road, and because he walked for so long, part of his body seemed to have disappeared.

In fact, it would be fine if he just disappeared like this, but he always felt that he still seemed to have forgotten something.

He looked at the needle hole in his arm.

He didn't like sedatives very much, it was a feeling that he resisted so much that he almost instinctively felt sick.The strength is passing away little by little, no matter how hard you try, you can't control your body, you can only be forced to sink into the boundless chaos.

He was tired from walking, so he sat down and watched a man being lifted out of a car by another blurred-faced man from an unrelated perspective.

The person who was carried out was sober for a short time, and struggled with all his strength to protect his car, but those strengths were quickly eaten away by the cold potion.The person holding him seemed very satisfied, and wanted to touch his head, but the body suddenly convulsed under the severe headache and vomited all over the person.

He casually filled these pictures into the gaps of the gears, and let the slowly turning gears grind them into powder and be blown away by the wind.

He sat on the side of the road, watching a six or seven-year-old boy rushing into the alley panting.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop him, and the boy's shadow passed through his hand, and rushed to hug his crying sister.

The boy dragged his sister to run, but found that he couldn't move, so he squatted down and tried to lift his sister up.At this time, a few dark figures elongated by the streetlights walked out of the corner unhurriedly.

The boy hid his cell phone and his sister behind his back and kept calling.Until someone came over to hold him down, hastily administered a sedative, picked him up and threw him on the car, and then went to pull the little girl.

The phone fell into the grass, and the light on the screen flickered for a while before dimming.

……

He doesn't know what these are, maybe he will be able to figure it out when his mind is clearer, but he is too tired to think, and he just wants to sleep.

So he decided to find himself a better bedtime story.

He wanted to go to Aunt Ren, but he didn't dare to go, and he didn't remember why he didn't dare to go.It seems that it is because the car is lost, it seems that it is because I have violated my promise, or I have not protected myself.

Something happened to him that would definitely make Aunt Ren sad.

So he can't see Aunt Ren, either he gets better, or he never goes, he can sink in the ice water forever.

So he turned around and went to Mr. Shadow.

He found himself getting bolder and more imaginative.He even made up a whole story for himself, Mr. Shadow is back.

He was on the bed in the hotel, although he had almost adapted to the frequent headaches, but it was still not so easy to get over each attack.He was lying in his own cold sweat counting his heartbeat, and then he was surprised to see Mr. Shadow who suddenly came back.

Suddenly he was fine.

My head doesn't hurt at all, and I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere on my body. I can run ten kilometers with my guitar on my back.

He jumped up energetically, he was so happy, he couldn't help but be complacent, the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be hidden all the time, asking the other party if his script was super valuable.

Mr. Shadow nodded with a smile, stroked his hair, and took out another ticket and handed it to him.

They boarded the ship together, and the cruise was as fun as he thought it would be.They met a lot of interesting people on the boat. He took portraits of them and attended their parties. He and Mr. Shadow enjoyed the sunrise together. The sun in the clouds was like a particularly delicious salted duck egg yolk.

When the fireworks were set off at night, the sea water was also full of brilliant lights. He happily lay on the side of the boat to watch. He wanted to feel if the lights were hot, so he jumped down after the lights.

He jumped down to find that the light was warm and the sea held him tenderly.

He kept sinking, and the warm darkness enveloped him. He stretched out his body comfortably, letting himself melt into the water bit by bit.He had a great time, thank you Mr. Shadow for 5 minutes, he wants to stay here, he is not going back.

Somewhere in his chest suddenly twitched violently, tears welled up, he didn't know what else to be sad about, he looked at the absolute darkness and silence around him.

This place is very suitable for him, as long as he stays here.

He thought about the people he had met and the path he had traveled. He wanted to find out why he was still sad, and he wanted to know what was not good enough about this ending.

Fog everywhere, fog everywhere.

He has been in this fog for a long time, and he has always felt relaxed.

He felt very relaxed, this kind of ease was never felt before.The cold and salty water was endless, and the extreme fatigue finally had a place to sink.

He thought it was not fun here, so he would not come here again, but it seemed that there was still somewhere struggling in the extreme cold and unwilling to reconcile.

He had such a good dream, he dreamed that he lived freely, dreamed that he walked in the soft wind in the morning, and dreamed of the cold stars jumping into the sea in the middle of the night.He was watching the sea in the hut sealed by time, he wanted to fulfill the contract, he wanted to go to the sea to find that shadow.

He met Aunt Ren, met Mr. Shadow, he met such a good person

His eyes were bloodshot from the headache.This kind of pain has been going on for quite a long time, and it will swallow his memory and logic every time, leaving only a big blank for him, he has met such a good person.

When does a person look back on his life?

Luo Chi looked at the scenes that were no longer chaotic, and the countless memories seemed to shatter into countless sharp ice balls, which pierced his skin and penetrated into his ears.

He heard countless voices counting his own sins that he didn't even know about. He didn't do these things, so he wouldn't admit it. Salty sea water.

He didn't lose his sister, and he didn't kill Aunt Ren.

He didn't become an arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestor, he fought for a reason.He didn't use his power to overwhelm others, and he didn't do anything disgraceful. His songs are just beautiful, and he has come all the way to the present with his own ability.

Luo Chi sank in the sea of ​​ice, he guessed that he probably drowned in the sea, but it didn't matter, he could fight with these voices until he won them all.

His body was getting heavier and heavier, and all the familiar ailments seemed to have returned, and it became difficult to even open his mouth... This affected his performance a little.

But it doesn't matter, he can use a little more strength.

"I didn't." Luo Chi coughed a series of coughs as soon as he opened his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and said the rest, "I didn't, I did something bad."

Then he heard a voice in his ear.

He confirmed that he could hear a little sound again, it was very small and vague, as if it was separated from the sea, but he could hear it clearly.

That ear lost its hearing in the accusations and curses full of maliciousness. In fact, when he was bored, he thought for a while, if he could still hear, what would he want to hear in the first sentence.

He won't wake up for long, and when he wakes up after passing out, he will probably be blank again... But he still seizes this little time, trying his best to distinguish the voice and what the other party said.

He opened his eyelids with difficulty, and saw Mr. Shadow in the light red blurred field of vision.

Mr. Shadow held his hand and answered him, yes.

"135 um." Mr. Shadow said, "Huo Miao, you still owe me 130 for four paintings."