They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Luo Jun then got off the boat alone.

At dawn, Ming Lu asked Luo Chengxiu to come out to breathe, and saw a figure lingering in the fog of the pier.

Luo Chengxiu didn't seem to look any better.

Ming Lu has seen a lot of people like him who are profit-oriented and ungrateful.

Nothing is as important as those business matters, and they naturally despise the physical and mental torture of others.

Minor injuries and illnesses are not hypocritical, and people coming and going are not worth paying attention to. Nothing is so serious that you have to die in pain and despair.

Until now, Luo Chengxiu didn't even understand what the son he said was "ready to treat him well" went through.

Luo Chengxiu even still thought that Luo Zhi was just sick and not feeling well.

He still thought that Luo Zhi just had a dispute with Luo Jun on the cruise ship, and because of an accident on the cruise ship, he was pushed off the side of the inclined ship by Luo Jun together with Jian Huaiyi who was protecting him.

Luo Chengxiu regarded this as an accident where the eldest son was the perpetrator.

The Ming family was not unreasonable, so they just brought Luo Chengxiu into the reception room in the cabin, invited Patriarch Luo to sit down and drink tea, and found someone to read Luo Zhi's injury appraisal and medical records over the years to him.

The reception room is very strange, the walls are extremely narrow, there are no windows on the walls, and the ceiling is so high that it seems impossible to see the end.No matter how much you look up, you can only see the empty darkness.

Luo Chengxiu sat on the cold concrete floor, looked at the cup of high-quality pre-rain tea in front of him, and listened to these things without saying a word.

He hid in the shadow that seemed to have no temperature, and after a long silence, he whispered: "I see, it's my fault."

It turned out that Mr. Ming wanted this, no wonder the Luo family was forced to this point.

Luo Chengxiu clenched his palms vigorously, and he worded his words carefully, with a distinctly stiff tone: "It's because I didn't fulfill my responsibilities, to him these years..."

"You probably made a mistake, Mr. Luo." Ming Lu raised his hand to interrupt, "Did you memorize it?"

Luo Chengxiu froze in astonishment: "...what?"

"How are you doing?" Ming Lu said kindly, with his back turned to the half light cast from outside the door, he took the injury appraisal from his hand.

Ming Lu's tone was very friendly, as if he was doing the most common spot check to a student who was only in his teens and was having a headache with his studies: "How much have you memorized?"

Luo Chengxiu's mind went blank for a moment.

He has always been sensitive to crises, and at this moment he felt uneasy for no reason: "He, his ears are not good..."

"Why not?" Minglu asked.

Luo Chengxiu's heaving chest suddenly froze.

"Why not." Ming Lu probably thought he didn't hear clearly, and asked again, "Patriarch Luo, do you remember?"

Luo Chengxiu shivered, and the chill slowly climbed up his back.

……

He instinctively realized that if he couldn't answer now, there might be some more serious consequences.

Luo Chengxiu desperately searched for the remaining impressions in his mind, his body was frozen on the cold concrete floor, sweat slowly oozing from his forehead.

...he didn't listen too carefully.

It wasn't that he didn't want to listen or understand, it was just that he had too many things to consider at that time.

How can the Ming family stop, how can they make up for this shortfall, what assets should be sold so that the Luo family will not collapse instantly, and how can they not be eaten by the surrounding opponents after being severely damaged.

I'm afraid Luo Jun's appearance can't be counted on. Can Jian Huaiyi support the Luo family?No, what was he thinking? Could it be that he really wants to hand over the Luo family to an adopted son who is not even related by blood...

Forced by the situation to come to the Ming family, sitting in this reception room, his mind is full of these messy things.

While reading the injury appraisal, looking at the medical records, and listening to the reading in a flat tone like a mantra, although I briefly had some concepts about these contents, they were quickly overwhelmed by more thoughts.

……

He even felt vaguely upset subconsciously.

He knew that his son had been wronged, and he knew that Luo Zhi had suffered a lot of injuries, but when is it now?Why can Luo Zhi never learn to be more sensible, and always give him trouble when he is the busiest and most irritable——

Then he suddenly remembered that Luo Zhi seemed to be dead.

Luo Chengxiu raised his head.

He looked at Ming Lu, and suddenly remembered what Ming Lu said to Luo Jun on the deck just now.

Luo Zhi was in that piece of water.

Luo Zhi has indeed learned to be sensible, and will never come to upset him.

"Mr. Luo." Ming Lu called him.

When Luo Chengxiu came back to his senses, he suddenly saw clearly what Ming Lu was holding, which was an hourglass.

The fine sand in the hourglass is flowing slowly, with a very uniform speed, and nothing can stop the fine sand, because they have already lost their shape and are just falling.

Ming Lu put the hourglass on the table: "Time is running out."

Luo Chengxiu's chest also sank suddenly following the hourglass. He suddenly came to his senses, clenched his fists and tried to speak: "Yes... he was beaten, someone beat him..."

Up to this point, he was only speculating, and it was even more impossible for him to say anything more detailed.

Luo Chengxiu knew very well that this kind of answer could not satisfy the other party. He watched the fine sand slowly flow away, and the two strong figures slowly walked in front of him, even his pupils shrank unconsciously.

He was dragged up by his arms and walked into a darker and colder corridor.

The fear brought about by visual deprivation multiplied. He heard his weak legs being dragged and staggered, he heard his rapid panting, and he heard Ming Lu's unhurried footsteps beside him.

"He was saving the girl in your house. Seven or eight people were chasing him. He ran with that girl on his back, but he couldn't escape, so he went back and lured those people away."

Ming Lu said: "Those people became furious and beat him until he couldn't move."

These people were later personally sent to prison by the evidence collected by Luo Chi. The sentence will be longer than their lives. It is not difficult to get the real record of the situation at that time.

These contents have already been noted on the injury identification given to Luo Chengxiu. Since he didn't memorize it, Ming Lu will read it to him again.

This time, Luo Chengxiu finally listened to these contents thoroughly.

He had nothing else to listen to, nothing else to think about.

Those details were horribly real, and he had almost seen himself being tortured in the same way. The intense fear and pressure made him tremble uncontrollably, and the cold sweat kept dripping down.

There is only thick darkness in the field of vision, and the coldness seeps into the skin, and the footsteps are neither soft nor heavy.

"Patriarch Luo." Ming Lu finally finished reading the last word, "Have you ever thought that it would be great if that child died on that day?"

Luo Chengxiu's spirit has been tortured to the limit, and he couldn't control his rage under such accusations: "How is that possible! That's my son, why should I think so, why would I think so—"

Ming Lu was silent for a moment, then looked at him: "Then why did you do this?"

Luo Chengxiu opened his mouth wide and froze in place.

His expression was ferociously distorted, and he was dripping with cold sweat, looking almost comical in embarrassment.

...why do you do this?

What did he do?Could it be that after Luo Zhi came back, he was forcing his son to death?

Luo Chengxiu became irritable uncontrollably.

He shook his head desperately, trying to find any business or family matter to think about, he should stop thinking about these things... These people had better start to torture him now.

Yes, better do it now.

It is best for these people to take revenge on him now, to do all the harm Luo Zhi has suffered to him, and then write off all grievances, so that he no longer has to be tortured by these messy thoughts.

After the Luo family has breathed a sigh of relief, he will transfer the family assets as quickly as possible, and never get involved in business in the sea again.When he is free, he will have a long time to think about things related to Luo Zhi. He will go to Luo Zhi's grave and talk to his son...

Ming Lu pushed open a door.

Luo Chengxiu had long since lost his demeanor, and was dragged limply by others, being thrown into it like beach mud.

He closed his eyes tightly, even impatiently waiting for the fists that were about to land on him.

Now there's nothing to blame, right?

He used his own method to repay the debt owed to that son, and he willingly suffered what Luo Zhi had suffered.

When Luo Zhi was alive, those injuries that he failed to protect Luo Zhi as a father are now being returned and inflicted on him, so that the two can be settled.

Luo Chengxiu waited anxiously.He even started to think about whether he would intentionally provoke those people before attacking harder, and let the Ming family vent their anger as soon as possible, so that the Luo family would have a chance to be left alive...

The waiting time was a bit too long.

Luo Chengxiu finally sensed something strange and opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is only deep darkness without a trace of light.

Only himself, no one else.

Ming Lu took people away.

Luo Chengxiu's hands and feet were weak, and it took a long time before he struggled to support his body, and stretched out his trembling hands to feel around.

This place is not only dark but also dead silent, and the space is extremely cramped and narrow.He couldn't even stand up straight, the surroundings were like a thick iron plate, no matter how hard he struck, he could only hear his own echo.

The darkness was as thick as liquid, and there seemed to be no air, and his chest began to twitch and convulse.

Luo Chengxiu slammed and yelled frantically, finally exhausted, and fell back down heavily.

He was gasping for breath with difficulty, habitually trying to find ideas to fill his mind, but after searching for a long time, he found nothing.The rationality was overwhelmed by the accumulated fear of this kind of blunt knife cutting flesh, and finally only those things that were heard just now remained.

... Did he ever think that it would be nice if that child died on that day?

If not...why would he do that?

"No." Luo Chengxiu shook his head heavily, "That's not the case."

"I'm punishing you for the sake of our family. I want you to have a long memory and make you sensible, not to torture you."

Luo Chengxiu stared at the darkness in front of him, his voice was hoarse and dry: "I didn't intend to torture you."

"I didn't realize that you were so sick. I didn't know you were so uncomfortable." Luo Chengxiu trembled and whispered, "Your child is like this. You don't say anything. Why don't you say it? You said it. I knew it, you—”

"Father." He heard Luo Zhi's voice, "After I die."

Luo Zhi said, "Scatter the ashes in the sea too."

Luo Chengxiu seemed to be wrapped around his throat by some icy touch.

He closed his mouth and looked behind him slowly.

……

Luo Zhi rarely spoke to him.

It's not Luo Zhi's problem, it's that he doesn't want to listen.

Either because he didn't have time, or because he felt irritable when he saw Luo Zhi—in his opinion, anything related to Luo Zhi would always bring a lot of inexplicable troubles.

Luo Zhi ran away with his younger sister, and then his wife's mental state went wrong.

After Luo Zhi was found, the situation of the family business suddenly took a turn for the worse.

Every time Luo Zhi came to Luo's house, the whole family would be disturbed.Or it is unreasonable to make trouble, to deal with an adopted son in a catastrophe, and let outsiders watch the jokes of the Luo family...

The last time he spoke to Luo Zhi calmly was at Ren Shuangmei's funeral.

The child of the Ren family couldn't accept the sudden death of his mother. It was said that he passed out from grief and was still recuperating in the hospital, so it was Luo Zhi who came to help the spirit.

The little boy, dressed in a solemn black suit, bowed to everyone who came.

Everyone had to bow once, and every time the figure bowed down, it seemed that it couldn't get up again, but it just clenched its hands until it trembled, and slowly raised its extremely pale face.

Luo Zhi had a little wound on his forehead, which was covered by the dressing.

The injury was due to a conflict with the Ren family. Ren Shuangmei's last wish was to have her ashes thrown into the sea, but the Ren family disagreed.

Under the dispute, the old gentleman moved his hand angrily, and smashed the crutch heavily on Luo Zhi's head, asking him what right he had to speak here.

Luo Zhi failed to accomplish this.

He supported Ren Chenbai's spirit, watched the jar of ashes being buried in the cemetery with the best geomantic omen, and sighed as he watched the guests coming and going.

The ashes of the burnt paper were blown away by the wind, and the sky was dark.Luo Zhi was still standing there, not moving at all.

……

After the funeral, Luo Chengxiu did not leave immediately like the others because he wanted to pick Luo Zhi away.

When Ren Shuangmei was around, she could still leave Luo Zhi at Ren's house to take care of her.

Now that the person is no longer there, and that kind of bad conflict has arisen again, it is undoubtedly no longer appropriate to keep Luo Zhi here.

Luo Chengxiu knew that Luo Zhi would not be able to give him peace of mind - he could even have a conflict with Ren's family at the funeral, and the quarrel was so tense, he didn't know how to pay back the favor involved.

When he went to find Luo Zhi, he was angry, but for some reason, he couldn't vent his anger that time when they met.

……

Perhaps it was because Luo Zhi looked too wrong at that time.

It was a very cold and overcast day, and it had been snowing since evening.

By the time the sky was completely dark, the snow had already accumulated thickly.

Luo Chengxiu's assistant went to pull Luo Zhi, but with a little force, Luo Zhi fell down on the snow.

The assistant was taken aback, and dragged and dragged Luo Zhi into the car. Luo Zhi's right leg was so stiff that he couldn't bend it, so he couldn't fit it into the seat no matter what.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Luo Zhi seemed to recover from a state of complete isolation from the outside world.

Luo Zhi slowly apologized to the assistant, curled up slowly, and slowly sat in the small space in the back seat of the car.

Luo Chengxiu sat in the passenger seat, watched them toss, and impatiently signaled the driver to turn up the heater.

……never mind.

Luo Chengxiu thought so.

He knew that Luo Zhi and Ren Shuangmei had the best relationship, and Ren Shuangmei did not hesitate to vent her anger on Luo Zhi, calling him to trouble him.

Now that the person is gone, he wouldn't be able to embarrass a child at a time like this.

"Get the blanket yourself." Luo Chengxiu said in a deep voice, and couldn't help frowning, "Your aunt Ren passed away, why didn't you even know you were crying?"

Luo Zhi sat hugging her knees for a while, then raised her head slightly: "Passed away."

He said these two words softly, the volume was very low, he paused for a while and asked again: "Do you all cry?"

"Of course people with a heart will cry." Luo Chengxiu was a little annoyed, "If some people don't even have a heart, then there's nothing they can do, and it's useless to force them."

Why did you say such things at that time?

After Luo Chengxiu blurted out, he felt that it was too much, so he waited for Luo Zhi to talk back.

Being able to talk back and refute is at least better than this kind of lost soul.

But Luo Zhi didn't say anything, just gave a very soft "um" and buried her face in her arms again.

Seeing him like this, Luo Chengxiu felt even more annoyed, and suddenly said after a while: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can go home and stay for a while."

Luo Zhi's shoulders trembled slightly.

He unconsciously exerted some force on the hand holding his arm, slowly raised his head, and looked at Luo Chengxiu.

In fact, Luo Chengxiu regretted it as soon as he said it. After all, the family will definitely be full of chaos, and his wife's illness has been repeated over the years.

"Just say...it's the child of a distant relative."

Luo Chengxiu pressed the center of his eyebrows hard, and thought of a compromise: "Stay at our house for a few days."

"I'll ask someone to arrange your room away from the main house. You don't usually go out, and I'll send you food." Luo Chengxiu said, "After a while, I'll buy you a house in another place. You move away."

He thought it was a very thoughtful idea, and he had tried his best to take care of Luo Zhi's situation, but after talking for a while, he couldn't hear Luo Zhi's answer.

Luo Zhi just looked at him fixedly.

Luo Chengxiu's expression turned cold, and he glanced at the rearview mirror: "Talk back."

"No." Luo Zhi said slowly, "No, thank you."

Luo Zhi shook her head: "I'm going to look at the sea, Aunt Ren said, I can go to look at the sea."

Wanghai Villa is not too close to the Ren family's main house, and it's a good place to escape the heat in summer, but in this kind of cold winter weather, no one in the Ren family will go there on a whim to enjoy the sea breeze.

Luo Chengxiu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was sensible, and signaled the driver to drive to the beach.

Luo Zhi sat in the car for a while, and the lost soul state was much better.

Luo Zhi apologized for the state just now, and asked Luo Chengxiu politely if he could ask the driver to take him to the beach first, a place far away from Wanghai Villa, where the tide is the worst.

Perhaps it was because father and son rarely had such a peaceful conversation, Luo Chengxiu agreed by accident.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Luo Zhi got out of the car, and sat on the rock watching the waves.

Luo Chengxiu stood under the rock and smoked.

He happened to have nothing urgent to do that day, so he also reserved some rare patience for Luo Zhi.

Luo Chengxiu looked at Luo Zhi's right hand that had been clutched since he got in the car: "What is it?"

"Hair." Luo Zhi said, "Aunt Ren's."

He secretly cut a short section and kept it in the palm of his hand without being discovered.

Luo Chengxiu frowned, he probably guessed what it was for, although he didn't understand the meaning, he still asked, "Find you something to put it on?"

Luo Zhi shook his head.

He suddenly opened his palm, and the broken hair was swept by the sea wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Aunt Ren likes the sea, she said she wants to sleep in it." Luo Zhi said, "Aunt Ren wants me to be the captain."

Luo Zhi said: "I will have a small boat that cannot be capsized by any storm."

Luo Chengxiu hated his appearance the most, and the irritability that had been suppressed with great difficulty rose again, and he said coldly: "Okay, there is no such thing."

"Have you had enough trouble?" The weather was too cold, Luo Chengxiu stubbed out the cigarette, and finally ran out of patience, "When you've had enough trouble, get in the car and send it to you to watch the sea."

Luo Zhi didn't seem to hear him.

Luo Chengxiu completely lost his patience and turned to leave.

Luo Zhi was sitting on the rocks behind him, in fact Luo Zhi's voice was not too low, it was probably to let the broken hair that was blown away by the wind and fell asleep in the sea to hear.

"Be happy, be happy."

"I will look for it, find a lot of people who like me, and find a lot of happy things."

"I will find someone I like and bring it to Aunt Ren."

"I will Survive."

Luo Zhi's voice trembled, and he promised intermittently: "I will live until I am 80 years old."

……

The cold water dragged him out of memory.

The water poured in from nowhere, and it rose faster and faster, and it had already submerged his chest in a short while.

Luo Chengxiu shuddered violently. He pushed the water away vigorously, and smashed the thick iron bulkhead with even greater strength.

He was slapped on the face by the surging salty sea water, they squeezed into his mouth and nose, pushed out the air in his lungs, and only the roaring sound of the surging water hitting the eardrum was left in his ears.

Did Luo Zhi fall asleep like this?

Luo Chengxiu instinctively opened his mouth to pant for breath, but he could only swallow more seawater.He finally realized that he was really a very stubborn person—so stubborn that he didn't want to think about it until this time.

He thought of every lie Luo Zhi told at the seaside.

Luo Zhi was lying there, using the most clumsy lies to deceive Ren Shuangmei who was no longer able to teach him a lesson.It's not difficult to distinguish the tone of a child's lying, can't he hear it?If he couldn't hear it, he wouldn't remember it now.

Luo Zhi didn't ask him anything, and he didn't tell him about throwing the ashes into the sea.

It was he who subconsciously thought about how Luo Zhi would say this to him, and he was the one who comforted himself. Luo Zhi probably also wanted to sleep in the sea, so the result was not too bad.

He said this to himself every night before going to bed, sleeping in the sea is not difficult, and Luo Zhi didn't suffer much.

Chest and lung pain, eardrum torn.Luo Chengxiu's consciousness began to blur for a while, and then suddenly someone opened a certain door, and he fell heavily together with the surging sea water.

Luo Chengxiu couldn't help coughing, he guessed that he might have coughed out his lungs, the entire chest was empty, only the burning pain and the smell of blood.He was set up to go to the deck to breathe. Ming Lu stood beside him, still with a very kind expression.

"Please keep your voice down, Master Luo." Ming Lu said, "The video should not be too loud."

Luo Chengxiu lay limp on the deck, gasping for breath, staring blankly at the figure hovering on the pier under the ship.

...what video?

……

Ming Weiting took off his earphones.

The volume of the video has no effect.

The gentleman from the Ming family was not interested in torturing people, he just dragged the progress bar for a few casual glances, then closed the computer and handed it to Ming Lu, and sat back in front of Luo Chi's bed.

Luo Chi closed his eyes, his complexion was fine, but he didn't sleep well.

He seemed to be in a dream unknown to outsiders, his breathing was a little short, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and water vapor came out silently.

Ming Lu was a little worried: "Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No need for now." Ming Weiting shook his head, he checked the data of the monitoring equipment, and held Luo Chi's hand hanging beside the bed.

He is learning to infer emotions based on Luo Chi's subtle reactions. Now that Luo Chi is asleep, there is no instinct to hide when he is awake, so it is not very difficult to judge.

If he guessed correctly, Luo Chi should not be in a bad dream.

……

Luo Chi was in a very good dream.

After Aunt Ren passed away, he saw Aunt Ren in a dream for the first time.

Luo Chi has been introspecting for many years.He thought that Aunt Ren must be angry with him.

Maybe it was because he lied, and Aunt Ren saw it at a glance, so he was punished.

It may be because he failed to fulfill Aunt Ren's wish, so Aunt Ren was trapped in that luxurious and boring cemetery, so she couldn't come to him.

So he often went to that cemetery, he chained himself to that tomb, and never went far.He has already broken the contract, so Aunt Ren must not be bored.

But he still couldn't dream of Aunt Ren, no matter what.The closest one was probably the shipwreck. He sank in the water, saw Aunt Ren's shadow, and ran over happily, but missed.

For the first time, Luo Chi saw the person he really wanted to see in his dream.

He couldn't say anything, he wanted to pretend that he was living a super invincible and happy life, and wanted to make up many happy things to tell Aunt Ren, but his body seemed to melt.

Except for the outer shell, everything turned into water, rushing out of the eyes.

He cried so hard that he couldn't breathe, bit his arm and tried to bear it back, but Aunt Ren patted him on the head, and was rubbed into his arms by the arm behind him.

Aunt Ren smiled at him with her head down, scraped the tip of his nose to mock him, and pinched his earlobes gently.

Luo Chi raised his hand and wiped those tears carelessly.

"Too bad," he whispered, "too bad, Auntie."

"I owe a lot of paintings. Why do I owe so much? There are more than 100 paintings."

Luo Chi's voice was extremely low: "I may have to paint until I'm 80."