They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

The tide of the dream came up.

A rather unfamiliar touch that exists entirely in a dream, nowhere in memory.

Ming Chi felt a slight air flow between his fingers.At first he thought it was the wind, but if it was the wind, it would be too gentle, such a night wind would not even disturb the moonlight in the slightest.

Then he felt warmth.

Not the wind.

The wind plays with the water on one side.

Mister Shadow's breath.

Ming Weiting's breath was holding his hand.

Ming Weiting was holding his hand, touching his knuckles little by little.With the downcast eyes, with the warm air of the breath, and with the lips.

The force of complete deliberation.Ming Chi's fingers instinctively curled up uncontrollably, and then the curled knuckles touched the next piece of softness, and then both of them stopped suddenly.

……

In just a few seconds, the hard knuckles were against the soft lips, the coolness was against the warmth, maybe no one was breathing.

No one is breathing, but the wind is playing with the water beneath their feet.The water surface under the moonlight swayed in pieces, disrupting together with the reflection of people in the water.

The waves hit the reef, and there was a crash, bringing people back to reality in an instant.

Ming Weiting slowly raised his gaze.

Ming Chi still kept his eyes wide open, he was probably already familiar with him, sitting motionless, staring at him blankly.

Ming Weiting raised his hand and lightly touched Ming Chi's eyelashes.

Ming Chi blinked instinctively, regained his composure, and looked around for cracks in the rocks: "Ahhhhhh."

Ming Wei Ting looked at him quietly, and heard Ming Chi say a series of "ah" in a toneless manner, a smile appeared from the bottom of his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to protect him from slipping: "What is it?"

"It's a sentence pattern to express emotions, it's popular on the Internet." Ming Chi failed to find the crack in the stone, just happened to see Mr. Shadow's hand stretched out, he lifted the other's arm familiarly, and hid himself in it, "Exclamation mark Exclamation mark."

In fact, in his mind now, there are far more in the "Mr. Shadow Zone" than this one, and there is no need to add exclamation marks, each one is bolded and running around.

The main reason is that the atmosphere is too quiet now, the moonlight is far away, the wind is light and the water is soft, and even the waves seem to be soft.

And Uncle Lu is still there.

Uncle Lu didn't look over and was studying the pattern of a stone with great interest. He didn't know if the stone had patterns after it was taken out of the water.

His piece should be rearranged with a little climax.

Are the stones watching?

The sea water under the moon turned out to be so bright.

……

Ming Chi tried to use other ideas to occupy the territory, so that the "ah"s would not run around, but it seemed that other ideas came up faster and denser.A part of the brain didn't even discuss with him, and took the initiative to immerse itself in the arrangement.

Ming was so hot that he was really hot, and the breath bumped back and forth in his chest, urging him to whisper the exclamation point: "Ah!"

Ming Weiting lightly drew a question mark on his palm.

Ming Chi shook that finger, replied that he was fine, went through the cruise etiquette tutorial borrowed from Uncle Lu in his mind, and sighed for his incompetence.

Just kiss it and it will be like this.

How to be a captain in the future.

He hid himself and wanted to sort out his thoughts, and then found that his body seemed to be too skilled, and he found a familiar and comfortable posture without thinking.

He was hiding between Mister Shadow's arms and chest.

His forehead rested on Mr. Shadow's shoulder.He hunched over his knees, resting his chin on his arm so it fit in just right, one hand clutching Mr. Shadow's tracksuit jacket.

...Ming Chi let out a long and melancholy sigh.He fanned himself, took a deep breath, and exhaled all the rushing air in his chest.

He began to worry about his disappointment.

……

The owner of the villa who led the team to explore the secret realm, was carried back to the villa by Mr. Shadow that night.

Not because of that little incident that was completely unexpected-of course, this incident also caused a considerable degree of impact in other ways.But the more important reason is that the owner of the villa went around several times, but couldn't find the way back.

When I came here in the evening, the sky was just getting dark, and I could confirm the route based on the surrounding reference objects.

At night, these reference objects are all deliberately hidden into the night, and it is obviously more than a hundred times more difficult to judge how to walk back by this method.

Ming Weiting and Ming Lu followed him.Ming Chi stood firm on the rocky shore with his cane, and looked around carefully: "Oops."

Ming Chi turned to look for Mr. Shadow: "I seem to have led the wrong way again, I was here just now."

"No rush." ​​Ming Weiting came over, bent down to take his cane, "Think of it as a walk, the scenery tonight is very good."

Ming Chi was standing there in a daze, when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing: "Walk among the reefs?"

Ming Weiting nodded, supported his shoulders, and made him turn half a bit: "Look."

Ming Chi was a little curious and looked over.

Without Ming Weiting's special reminder, he saw a reef with a very special shape at a glance-the overall shape is round, with two obvious protrusions on the top, which are outlined by the nearby lights.

Bright eyes lit up quickly: "Fox."

"Uncle Lu also found a squirrel just now." Ming Weiting nodded, "You were too focused and didn't find a chance to talk about it."

Ming Chi didn't expect that even Uncle Lu would participate in such a childish game.He was held firmly by Ming Weiting, raised his head, and looked over in surprise.

"Wait for the next walk, there is still a chance."

Ming Lu smiled and nodded: "It's very similar, you can tell it at a glance."

Ming Chi couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, and immediately agreed.

It's been quite a while since I've been going around in circles here, and Ming Chi followed him to look for a stone with a special shape, while leaning on Mr. Shadow's body, relaxing his right leg without any trace.

This happens, and he can actually guess the reason himself.

Even if he hadn't noticed it just now, after finding out that he had gone back to the original place, he almost realized what was going on.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, Dean Xun came to talk to him and told him in advance some problems that might arise in the future.

The memory damage is the most important-of course, this will not cause personality changes at all.He is still him, but he just forgot some things, and the influence and growth changes of the past ten years will still remain, not to say that the whole person has gone back to ten years ago

Apart from this, there are some irrelevant small details such as it is not easy to wake up after falling asleep, the short-term memory may be ineffective later, and you may feel dizzy when you are too tired or unwell... .

These details will hardly affect any quality of life. As long as you pay special attention to protecting your body in the future, you can solve it by always keeping notes and memos, so you must reflect on the fact that you almost caught a cold.

As for the remaining problem, his ability to judge direction may be slightly worse in the future.

Having a rare opportunity to rule out the influence of reference objects during the day, Ming Chi leaned on Mr. Shadow, looked around for a while, and finally came to a conclusion objectively: "Not a little bit."

Ming Weiting lowered his head and asked, "What?"

"It's not a little bit worse." Ming Chi replied, and then sighed deeply, "I can't recognize the way home at all."

He pressed his right leg: "My sense of direction now is as good as my aunt's."

Ming Weiting immediately screened out the key information: "Auntie doesn't know the way?"

Every time he heard Mr. Ying call him Auntie together, Ming Chi's chest would feel warm.He nodded, and slightly pursed the corner of his mouth: "I don't really recognize it."

"In the past, every time we went out to climb mountains." Ming Chi thought about it, "When I got lost, it was my aunt who lifted me up to find the way."

It's not because of acquired influence, there are indeed some people who are born with no direction at all.This is the case for Auntie, who likes to go out and explore and take risks. If she doesn’t take a tour bus, she will have to be held by the calm flames every time to get down the mountain road smoothly.

So after they returned to Wanghai, Mr. Shadow told him the story of the conch again. In fact, it was very reasonable and well-founded. Time will find the lucky fan's boat.

Ming Weiting thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Oops."

In fact, Ming Chi didn't take this matter too seriously, he just bid farewell and recalled his lost sense of direction for a while, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Ming Weiting folded his arms and let him lean on his body completely: "Uncle Lu doesn't know the way either."

Ming Chi didn't expect it at all this time: "Uncle Lu doesn't know the way?"

"You can't say that." Uncle Lu stood not far away, holding up his mobile phone to justify himself, "The technology is very advanced now, and navigation can solve most of the problems."

The manager of the Ming family did not have the job of sailing.Of course, there is no need to identify the direction when walking around on the boat, but when you get off the boat, you will follow behind Mr. Ming's family.You don't need to lead the way when you go out to do errands. As for the least kind of situation, as long as there is navigation, it can be completely solved.

Ming Weiting followed his example and lowered his voice: "In the past, every time we went out to sea and lost our way, Uncle Lu would let me stand on the bow of the boat, saying that it was to practice my steering skills."

Ming Chi blinked, he didn't know if this matter was true or not, but seeing Uncle Lu's expression of half amused and half helpless, he couldn't help laughing: "Have you trained yet?"

Ming Weiting nodded, and continued to say: "What to do, everyone in the family doesn't know the way."

He hugged Ming Chi: "It seems that I don't fit in."

Ming Chi actually felt that he could still walk, and was about to take back his cane, and was discussing with Mr. Shadow to let him go, when he heard this sentence.

Of course, this kind of words are not serious, as long as you think about it for a while, you know that you must be joking.

But Mr. Shadow may really have some special bonus on the rocky beach under the moon.

Obviously, the voice of speaking, the movement of holding him up, and the strength of the arms behind him are all the same, but maybe because of the change in tone...so there seems to be something very different.

...No matter what he said, it was like the touch on his knuckles.Very light and slow, under the usual rigor, it has the softest prudence.

Ming Chi softened his heart when he didn't live up to his expectations, and he didn't insist on walking on his own.

He knew what to say now.

Uncle Lu said this, and Mr. Ying also said this.He agreed ten thousand times without hesitation in his heart, but when he wanted to open his mouth, his heart was always beating nervously.

Ming Chi's throat moved slightly, and he thought that he must have not said these words for a long time, so long that his lips and teeth felt unfamiliar and stagnant when he even pronounced the words.

"...at home."

Ming Chi said slowly, his voice was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping water: "There must be someone at home who knows the way."

After Ming Chi learned this sentence pattern, he suddenly realized that he quickly fell in love with this sentence. He liked it so much that he wanted to say it over and over again, and he liked it so much that he became very righteous in an instant: "There must be someone who knows the way at home."

"In this way, no matter what time it is." Ming Chi spoke confidently, saying every word super clearly, "We can all go home together."

Ming Weiting looked at him, put his hands around the back of Ming Chi's neck, and touched his forehead with his forehead.

"That's great." Ming Weiting asked, "If only one person knows the way, can we all go home together?"

Ming Chi nodded of course, then poked his head out to ask Hai Lang solemnly: "When will Auntie come home?"

Ming Chi waited for a while before rushing to answer by himself: "Auntie said that I will go home after playing enough."

Ming Chi specifically named it: "Let the only person who knows the way remember to make a road sign, or you won't be able to find it at night."

Ming Weiting's eyes overflowed with a smile: "That's it, I won't sleep tonight."

"Sir, come back later." Ming Lu nodded, "I'll take Huomiao home and ask someone to deliver the searchlight."

It was completely unclear who was taking the lead in the childish family, Ming Chi laughed so hard that he lost all strength, and lowered his head into Mr. Shadow's neck: "No, no, I'm going to sleep."

"I'll recognize it in the daytime." Ming Chi lowered his voice, and gently pressed his forehead there, "Let's do it together."

Ming Weiting agreed.

His sense of direction was really good, and he had already led Uncle Lu and Huo Miao out of the rocky beach at this moment, and the light of the main house of the villa was actually not far from where he was just now.

Ming Chi lay on Mr. Shadow's shoulder, tried to open his eyes, and looked at the lights at home.

Ming Weiting took his arm back, making Ming Chi lean more steadily, and gently patted him on the back: "Sleep when you're tired, don't worry about anything else."

Ming Chi's eyelids were indeed drooping.He's having so much fun these days, whether it's playing the guitar, making pastries, drawing or looking at the scenery, or rehabbing—he almost forgets that he's rehabbing.It felt so good to be able to stand up by himself, he was excited every step he took, and his strength seemed to be inexhaustible.

Of course, the strength can still be used up.Ming Chi slowly curled up his fingers, and the fabric of the collar of his casual jacket was surrounded by an exceptionally comfortable and relaxed tiredness tide: "Mr. Shadow."

Ming Weiting whispered softly in his ear.

"Before the operation, did I leave a letter for myself?" Ming Chi said softly, "I think I will leave a letter for myself."

Ming Weiting didn't answer immediately, and led him through the garden with steady steps, walking on the path made of thin stones: "Wait a few more days."

"Okay." Ming Chi blinked his eyes, then remembered and asked, "Why?"

"Wait a few days, I'm going to go outside." Ming Weiting explained to him, "One of the family's boats ran aground and had an accident. During this time, I have been dealing with follow-up matters."

"Now the compensation matters have been sorted out, and the injured have been discharged from the hospital. The press conference is scheduled for the end of the month, and the Ming family will explain the accident and guarantee follow-up safety issues to the public."

Ming Weiting said: "It will take about three to five days. I am worried that you will be bored, and I want you to read the letter at that time."

He stopped after saying this, waiting for Ming Chi's response.

"Are there any casualties?" Ming Chi didn't care much about Xin anymore, he was a little worried, and he became more sober, "Does it matter?"

Ming Weiting shook his head: "It's okay, the rescue went smoothly."

Ming Chi didn't have any impression of this matter at all, he was relieved when he heard the answer, and thought about it for a while: "Is it because the captain didn't steer the boat?"

"Yes." Ming Weiting didn't hide anything, "I've already been dismissed."

Suddenly, Ming Chi felt a sense of urgency, and he clenched his fists: "I'll learn how to sail a boat when I'm done recovering."

Ming Weiting nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly remembered something, so he gave a soft laugh.

Ming Chi couldn't help being curious: "What's wrong?"

"I'll teach you." Ming Weiting said these words slowly, "Finally I have a chance to teach you."

Probably because the atmosphere tonight was too relaxed, Mr. Shadow's voice sounded gentle and gentle, even a little troubled: "How can there be such a powerful person who can do everything well and doesn't need others to teach him anything."

Ming Chi was amused by him, blushed quickly, and slowly shrank back from Mr. Shadow's shoulder: "Who is it?"

"Who is it?" Ming Weiting repeated, and sighed softly to himself, "If you are powerful and strong, if you can take care of yourself, don't ask others to help you immediately."

Why don't others help.A few days ago, I almost fell asleep and caught a cold. Tonight, I walked around for a long time and couldn't find my way. I couldn't even use my legs, but I still refused to stop.Now he is just being hugged obediently like a five-year-old child, and he doesn't make a fuss about running around on the ground.

……

Ming Chi's rebuttal had already reached his lips, only to realize that every sentence was quite unfavorable to him, it was like a small criticism venue.

He reflected deeply on himself again, and then he still couldn't hold back, and corrected in a low voice: "I want to help too... I can't find my home without help."

Ming Weiting continued to sigh softly: "Welcome."

Ming Chi blinked: "Welcome what?"

"Welcome to ride." Ming Weiting paused for a while, "Wanghai Villa special line tour bus."

Ming Weiting said: "The main business is various lines, good at identifying directions, and professionally picks up Huo Miao when they go out and go home."

When I said this, I happened to walk to the door of the main house.

Ming Lu pushed the door open, Ming Weiting changed his shoes in front of the door, and when Ming Chi also sat in front of the entrance and tidied himself up, he reached out to hug him again.

Ming Chi lowered his head, changed into his slippers, and subconsciously reached for his cane.

He walked too much today, and he couldn't stand on his right leg for a while, so he fell down again.

But this kind of thing happens too often, Ming Chi has already summed up the skills and reacted quite quickly.Squatting with one hand on the ground, the cane stuck in the corner of the entrance for support, the person has stood up steadily.

When he looked up and saw Mr. Shadow's hand, Ming Chi suddenly came back to his senses.

Ming Weiting didn't reach him, so he took half a step away and waited by his side, with his arms behind his back, blocking the sharp corner of the shoe cabinet.

Ming Chi originally wanted to jump over, but now he immediately gave up, put his stick on the shoe cabinet, and stretched out his hand.

Ming Weiting carried him into the living room, and walked to the sofa by the fireplace.

Ming Weiting put him down: "Welcome to ride next time."

Ming Chi was tongue-tied, his ears were red and he couldn't stop laughing, he coughed several times in a row: "No, no, no... Hey."

He couldn't say such words at all, so he had to go back to his memory to find a helper, imitating his aunt and sighing in a long voice.

"Take care of yourself."

He was gently placed on the sofa by Ming Weiting, and he sat firmly with his arms propped up: "Why don't you want help from others?"

The blank space in the middle is too inconspicuous, and Ming Chi often accidentally ignores that these memories are all from more than ten years ago.

He was only ten years old at that time, and his aunt's tone was coaxing the children, so he used it and imitated it very vividly.

Manager Ming coughed lightly, turned his back and pretended not to hear, and hid his smile in time.

In order to facilitate Mingchi's walking practice, thick and large long-pile carpets are laid everywhere, so even if he falls, it won't hurt much.

There are a lot of pillows in the sofa, sometimes Ming Chi doesn't like to sit on the sofa, so he just sits on the carpet with the pillows in his arms.

Mr. Ming lowered the age in cooperation, sat cross-legged on the carpet, looked up at Mr. Huo Miao: "Why?"

"Because." Ming Chi said these two words, and he also froze for a while.

……why?

Because I don't want to cause trouble, because I don't want others to suffer because of him, because I want to work hard to get better soon... Of course, I will definitely have these thoughts.

He must have thought so—but just using these thoughts to explain it seemed incomplete.

There should be a more important and clearer reason, which he is constantly thinking about now.

This reason is only available to him who has experienced these ten years and has grown up.It has never appeared before, and he is very unfamiliar, so it takes a little time to distinguish and summarize.

For this reason, he almost couldn't wait to recover in one day.

"Because I want to recover within a day." Ming Chi said in a breath, "For example."

Ming Chi tidied up his thoughts for a while, and sure enough he tidied himself up and sat on the sofa hot: "I mean for example."

"For example, one day, I practiced guitar until very late, and I walked back by myself."

Ming Chi whispered: "It's getting dark, I saw the light at home was on on the road, and when I looked up, I saw Mr. Shadow waiting for me to go home at the window."

This actually happens every day.

As long as he didn't accidentally fall asleep after practicing, he would see Mr. Shadow waiting for him every night when he went home, stepped on the small gravel road, and walked back slowly with his cane.

They made an appointment for him to practice more, so Mr. Shadow would wait in the room until he walked back to the main house, changed his slippers at the entrance, and walked up to the second floor by himself.

This process usually takes a long time, but no matter how long it takes, he is happiest when he walks up the stairs and turns around.

The door of the bedroom was opened, and all the warm lights poured out, covering the entire wooden floor on the second floor with a soft luster, like a warm road.

Someone has been waiting for him at the end of the road.

"...For example, at times like this."

Ming Chi described this scene in great detail, fearing that the hint would not be in place.

He especially emphasized how warm the lights are, how calm, handsome, stable and reliable Mr. Shadow is, how happy and anxious he is.

"Someone is waiting for me to come home."

Ming Zhiren lowered his head and reasoned in a low voice: "There must be a day when I can rush all the way up and throw myself into his arms, right?"