They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

If it was a dream, this day must be the best part of the dream.

Although the rain seemed to be constantly falling, there was also constant wind blowing away the clouds and letting the sun leak here and there in patches.

Although only a little cold wind blew, Luo Chi was carried back to the room by Mr. Shadow, and hot water was poured in time.The two parties reached a consensus through negotiation that Luo Chi was over four and a half years old and could wash himself, but he had to sleep with Mr. Shadow at night.

Although I played guitar for too long yesterday, I really have no strength to lift my right hand today.But the sunset glow reflected on the sea in the evening is so beautiful, no matter how you look at it, it is full of inspiration, and it is just time to start paying off the debt.

Although Mr. Shadow said that there are still many people who like him...

Luo Chi promptly and strictly controlled his mind, didn't ask a word, and believed everything without even thinking about it.

He soaked in a hot bath, and with his left hand drew half a painting that he was completely dissatisfied with, but Mr. Shadow insisted that it was beautiful. He fell into an exceptionally warm and comfortable drowsiness. rain.

The cold air was tightly blocked by the windows, and the rain formed golden waterlines under the lamp.

……

Luo Chi hasn't touched electronic products for a long time, and wants to play for a while before going to bed anyway.Ming Weiting lent him the computer, went downstairs to meet Xun Zhen who came back with Ming Lu, and confirmed the time of Luo Chi's last two review before the surgery.

When he returned to the room with today's medicine, Luo Chi was still leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the screen intently, typing non-stop on the keyboard with one hand.

Ming Weiting put down the things in his hands and walked over: "What are you writing?"

The carpet in the room was very thick, Luo Chi's hearing was not enough to detect his footsteps, and he didn't raise his head until Ming Weiting opened his mouth.

As soon as he saw Mr. Shadow, he was in a good mood, and his eyes immediately rolled up: "Write a letter."

Ming Weiting didn't expect this answer, walked to the bedside, and gave him the peach-flavored candy that he had promised.

He knew Luo Chi's habit of keeping notes.

Most of the things that happened these days are happy things, Luo Chi actually doesn’t forget much—and even if he forgets, it doesn’t matter, if Luo Chi forgets, he just takes Luo Chi to do it again.

But even so, Luo Chi would still mutter and review it before going to bed before closing his eyes and going to sleep.

Ming Weiting originally thought he was writing a diary, took the computer that Luo Chi handed over, closed it, and put it beside the bed: "Who is the letter for, do you need to help me send it?"

Luo Chi shook his head with a smile, and hid the candy under the pillow.

A letter that does not need to be sent means that the recipient is not an outsider.Ming Weiting guessed that he was writing to Aunt Ren, so he didn't ask any more questions, and sat by the bed: "Huomiao."

Luo Chi realized that he had something to say to himself, blinked his eyes, and turned back with his body propped up.

Ming Weiting stretched out his hand to lend him strength, and when Luo Chi slowly sat down, he added a soft pillow behind his back.

……

These days, staying with Luo Chi all the time is enough for him to sum up the rules.

Luo Chi is at his best when he wakes up in the morning.Although it is unavoidable to have to endure a few occasional headaches, he is still quite energetic and willing to communicate with him, and his thinking is clear enough.

Luo Chi's body is too weak, he will get tired very easily, and this period of time can't last too long.So give him a timely buffer in the middle, and let him rest alone for a while—Luo Chi will regain his energy after resting, but it is still quieter than in the morning. Usually, if he finds something, he can do it all afternoon. .

At night, Luo Chi's physical strength and energy were almost completely exhausted, he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, he didn't like to talk but liked to laugh.

"Uncle Lu will take care of what I said this morning, so you can rest assured."

Ming Weiting slowed down his speech: "No more innocent people will be involved."

He didn't specifically explain what happened this morning, and Luo Chi's eyes really showed some confusion, but then he thought about the memory carefully, and after a while, his expression gradually turned to be so.

Luo Chi turned around, groped under the pillow with his left hand for a while, took out the piece of candy that he had hidden just now, squeezed it in his palm and waited.

Ming Weiting had already cooperated with him very skillfully, and reached out to pick it up: "Thank you, Uncle Lu?"

Luo Chi seemed to have been prepared for a long time, when he saw Ming Weiting stretching out his hand, he patted his wrist lightly with his left hand, conjured a second candy out of nowhere, and put them into Ming Weiting's hand together.

This hand of his is almost like a little magic trick. Obviously, he has dug out some memory. It seems that most of the tricks were learned from Aunt Ren. He saved the candy he had hidden before to scare Mr. Shadow.

Of course, Mr. Shadow was very supportive. After checking the two identical candies back and forth for a long time, he raised his hand and touched his ears: "Why are you so powerful?"

Luo Chi's ears turned red where he touched him. Although he doesn't like to talk at the moment, his expression after being praised is almost the same as in the daytime. And Mister Shadow."

Ming Weiting also wanted to talk about this matter with him, so he put the candy in his pocket and put it away: "Huomiao."

He thought about how to explain this to Luo Chi for a day, but he himself didn't know the reason, so he had to try to tell Luo Chi truthfully: "If you don't thank me, I will be happier."

"I'm very happy to receive the candy." Ming Weiting raised his hand and stroked Luo Chi's hair, "I'll be happier if I don't thank Uncle Lu."

Luo Chi obviously didn't understand the difference at all, and was a little surprised: "Why?"

Ming Weiting was worried that he would ask this, so he shook his head: "I don't know."

Before Luo Chi suddenly hugged him this morning and thanked him, Ming Weiting himself didn't realize it at all.

He just compared the scenes in his mind - Luo Chi himself thanked him and Uncle Lu, or he hugged Luo Chi and thanked Uncle Lu with Luo Chi, obviously the latter met his expectations.

It's just that this is not a reason at all.Ming Weiting was about to think it over before talking to him, smiled, and rubbed Luo Chi's hair again: "But those two sentences this morning are very good."

Ming Weiting wanted to answer him right then.He thought that when he looked at Luo Chi at that time, seeing the other person's eyes so bright and so happy, he couldn't help being happy along with it. In fact, he must have wanted to do something else.

It's just that these ideas are not specific enough after all, and the answer cannot be obtained through simple logical analysis.Maybe he really should take time out to think about this issue carefully.

……

But there was at least one more important thing at the moment.

Ming Weiting met Luo Chi's gaze, and thanked him seriously: "I'm very honored."

Ming Weiting said softly, "Thank you Huomiao for making me like him."

Luo Chi's ears turned red suddenly, and he slowly slid down, slipping into the quilt bit by bit.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Ming Weiting is ready this time.When he almost slid the whole person in, leaving only his head exposed, he suddenly hooped the person firmly through the quilt, held him up with one hand and wrapped it into a quilt roll.

Luo Chi's eyes widened, and when he touched the itchy place through the quilt, he couldn't help laughing, propped up his body with his left hand, and tried to escape with the quilt rolled up.

Ming Weiting played with him every time, and Luo Chi was almost able to roll to the other side of the bed several times, but he fell short when he was poked on the shoulder and fell back on the bed.

Luo Chi was tired from laughing, and the last bit of strength was exhausted, so he no longer hid, panting and fell on his back on the bed.

Ming Weiting put one hand on his shoulder, looked down at him, and spoke slowly, seemingly wanting to repeat: "Thank you——"

Luo Chi quickly answered this time: "No thanks, no thanks."

He was physically exhausted, his face became rosy, and he lay obediently in the quilt roll, his answers and postures were all very standard.

Ming Weiting also had a smile in his eyes, and took advantage of the opportunity to help him arrange the pillow.

Luo Chi was wrapped in a quilt, half of his face was buried in the pillow, still hot, and he remembered what Mr. Shadow said just now.

……

How can there be such a strange reason of gratitude as "thank others for making me like it".

He played vigorously for a while, and somehow his heart beat a little because of this sentence, so he rarely whispered: "Who, thank you for this kind of thing."

Ming Weiting also followed suit, and showed him the candy he just received: "Who, thank you for this kind of thing."

Luo Chi was suddenly sent to the army, but he didn't know how to refute, so he shrank back into the quilt.

Oops.

During this time, Mr. Shadow's voice probably kept ringing in his head.

"Thank you, Huo Miao, for making me like him."

"Thank you, Huo Miao, for making me like him."

Ming Weiting bent his index finger and tapped lightly between his eyebrows: "Do you like it?"

Luo Chizheng didn't know why he was both guilty and happy, so of course he nodded: "Give it."

Only then was Ming Weiting satisfied, and after tidying Luo Chi's pillow, he stretched out his hand to help Luo Chi smooth his forehead hair.

The rosiness that came out of that spot has not completely faded, so it looks like Luo Chi is completely healed again, but he is lying on the bed and doesn't want to sleep, so he plays with him.

Ming Weiting unbuttoned the quilt a little for him, touched the thin sweat oozing from Luo Chi's forehead, and carefully smoothed out the short hair that was scattered, and put it behind Luo Chi's ears.

Luo Chi was made comfortable, and his tiredness gradually returned.He moved slightly, put his forehead against Ming Weiting's fingers, and looked at him quietly.

Ming Weiting touched the forehead that was gradually returning to paleness, and looked down at those eyes.

……

In fact, every night, Luo Chi seemed very reluctant to sleep.

At this time, Luo Chi usually doesn't like to talk, and will try every means to avoid speaking, but his eyes will always be chasing Mr. Shadow.

He would keep looking at Ming Weiting seriously until his pupils became blurred due to sleepiness, and his eyelashes blinked uncontrollably, and then they had to fall down.

Luo Chi didn't open his mouth at this time, but sometimes his eyes would be thoughtful, sometimes he couldn't hide his tiredness, and sometimes he would suddenly wake up from the vague drowsiness, looking for his shadow everywhere.

Ming Weiting has also formed a habit, and will definitely put down what he is doing at this time and stay with him by the bed.

He would also look into Luo Chi's eyes.

Ming Weiting waited until Luo Chi slowly closed his eyes, and put his hand on his left ear.

"Huomiao." Ming Weiting said, "Xun Zhen came here today."

His voice was very soft, not enough to reach Luo Chi's ears through the palm of his hand.

"At the next follow-up visit, he will also talk to you and explain the situation to you."

Ming Weiting paused for a moment before continuing: "You may forget many things."

"They discussed a lot of options, but they all inevitably damage a part of the cortex and hippocampus, and memory and spatial orientation will be affected."

"Space positioning doesn't matter, the technology is very advanced now, to be a captain doesn't have to be able to find the north..." Ming Weiting repeated Ming Lu's words, and felt it was funny again, and shook his head lightly, "It has nothing to do with this. "

"It doesn't matter if you can't find your way." Ming Weiting said, "I'll find you."

……

The news that Xun Zhen brought was not worse than before.

From the very beginning, the team of experts Xun Zhen found judged that Luo Chi's tumor was in a bad location. Although he could be operated on, it would definitely affect some brain tissue.

This conclusion has since been confirmed many times.

The Xun family had been deeply involved in the medical industry for many years. Xun Zhen took Luo Chi's film and medical records and searched for all the domestic and foreign experts and teams he could find, and all he got was the same result.

Regardless of whether it was then or now, if Luo Chi could truly forget the past, it would not be a bad thing for Luo Chi—even now.Luo Chi has let go of those pasts, but it does not mean that they will never come back.

"This is not a problem that can be solved by subjective consciousness."

Xun Zhen carefully considered his words: "The human brain is not so reasonable. If you don't want to think about something, you can think about it... If this is the case," he said while tapping his forehead, "no one will get sick here. .”

Luo Chi has very few memories that can be called pleasant.

Before he was seven years old, everything around him was at least superficially harmonious, but also because of the birth of his younger sister, he began to learn how to be a big brother early on.

Later, Mrs. Ren brought him back, and that memory was an absolute salvation for Luo Chi, but it was only three years in total - even in such a short three years, a bad seed was mixed in, and too many memories All connected with pain and hurt.

Luo Chi gouged out all the past by himself.The speed of his recovery has surprised Xun Zhen, the kind of resolute enthusiasm that is almost like a sacrifice, Xun Zhen even doubts that Luo Chi himself has vaguely felt something.

Luo Chi himself may have vaguely felt something, so he never asked what happened outside, and didn't let anyone worry about him.

"Actually, Luo Chi's ability to wake up and recover to this level is completely unexpected good news."

"After the operation, he may even recover quickly and reintegrate into a normal life," Xun Zhen said.

If it was Luo Chi's previous state, where his thinking slowed down, his will activity decreased significantly, and his cognitive function was severely damaged, these would not be cured overnight due to memory loss.

At that time, he didn't know Luo Chi well, and he already thought it was the best way—after Luo Chi forgot everything, he was taken back to sea by the Ming family, and he found a suitable person to guide and take care of him.

It's like teaching a blank person to start over completely, allowing the consciousness that has been stagnated to function again, and can slowly move.If he is lucky, Luo Chi will become a brand new person in the end.

But now Luo Chi's condition is very good, losing those memories is not a bad thing for him, on the contrary, it relieves the last hidden danger.

If he can completely lose those memories, he will be completely free in the future.There is no need to block out all possible triggers of traumatic memories, to stay in a secluded villa overlooking the sea, or to stay on an ocean-going cruise ship forever.

Ming Lu was listening and couldn't help asking: "Is there any way to prevent him from forgetting about Mrs. Ren?"

"There is no way to guarantee it, but it is theoretically possible." Xun Zhen has already discussed with the team, "Memory loss caused by traumatic brain injury often has a more obvious time series effect."

Xun Zhen explained: "The earlier the memory, the longer it is from now, the more likely it will be preserved."

The memory of Mrs. Ren stays ten years ago, which is long enough - if they are lucky enough, Luo Chi will still remember Mrs. Ren.

"It would be great if this is the case." Ming Lu thought for a while, "Remember Mrs. Ren, and forget everything that happened afterwards."

Ming Lu just went to Huaisheng Entertainment today, and he believed that those young people, as long as they could see Luo Chi again, would not mind at all making a stuttering self-introduction like they did three years ago.

Ming Lu went to prepare the medicine Luo Chi took today, and found that Xun Zhen still looked like he had something to say: "So what's the problem?"

"...There is one." Xun Zhen clenched his palms.

He didn't know whether his speculation and worry were completely unnecessary, but he still cautiously looked at Ming Weiting.

Xun Zhen whispered, "Short-term memory."

"After damage to the hippocampus."

Xun Zhen said: "Short-term memory is almost impossible to preserve."

……

Ming Weiting finished explaining the specific situation to Luo Chi before removing the hand covering his ears.

He had promised to come and talk to Luo Chi in person.

A few days later, when Xun Zhen and Luo Chi talked about their illness again, they would not specifically mention this matter again.

It wasn't a choice in the first place.Luo Chi must undergo surgery, and now he is just making predictions about the possible consequences of the surgery, so that he can make corresponding preparations in advance.

Among the many prognostic analyzes that Xun Zhen has done, this is already a very good type of result.

After the operation, Luo Chi will become a completely free fire.

Ming Weiting knew about this for a long time.When Luo Chi was just hospitalized, he had already listened to the expert team to discuss in detail, and he had a very clear understanding of all the situations.

He sometimes thinks that maybe it is because he already knows that Luo Chi will not remember these days, that is why he contacts him like this.

Totally impolite, totally impolite... Just now, he rolled up the person under the quilt and pushed him around on the bed.

Ming Weiting gradually revealed a smile in his eyes, stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked Luo Chi's hair.

He suddenly remembered that Luo Chi said "my family's" on the terrace today, with a perfect voice and a very loud voice.Thinking of Luo Chi suddenly pounced on him, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

Maybe he didn't want Luo Chi to thank him at that time, because that sudden hug and "thank you" was too much like a hasty farewell.

"Lucky fans." Ming Weiting imitated Luo Chi and sighed forcefully, "Maybe there will be a third unlucky thing."

After he said this, he felt amused again: "Whose fan."

Ming Weiting touched Luo Chi's closed eyelashes with his knuckles: "After chasing stars for so long, I'm still practicing self-introduction."

He wanted to get up, but he felt a weak pull, and lowered his head, he found that Luo Chi's hand was holding his shirt.

Ming Weiting sat by the bed.

He sat for longer than usual this time.

"Good night." He changed to a more professional sentence pattern and practiced again, "My name is Ming Weiting, I'm chasing stars, and I'm a fan of Huo Miao."

Ming Weiting paused for a while, then he slowly held that hand, and said softly, "Huomiao said, I can like him."