They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

Some people seem to be reasoning, but in fact they are almost cooked.

The weather has fallen, hot during the day and cool at night, and the temperature at night is very comfortable.

The fireplace does not need to be turned on for the time being, but the ambient light with soft light is turned on.

Ming Chi hugged his right knee on the sofa, folded his arms and buried half of his face, and firmly believed that the little sparks that popped out of his chest now could burn the fireplace into a blaze as long as it ignited inside.

Mr. Shadow did not speak.

Mr. Shadow didn't even speak.

Ming Chi made up his mind, and finally decided not to rely on his words alone, and quietly moved his arms to support the sofa, preparing to let Mr. Shadow experience the strength he would have at that time.

He has recovered quite well these days, and he gathered enough strength to do what he said, and was about to take off from the sofa, when the support under his palm suddenly became empty.

Although Mr. Shadow didn't speak, he stood up at some point and made a move before him.

Ming Chi was lifted from the sofa.

Of course, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened - just look at the hands he automatically and skillfully hugged Mr. Shadow's shoulders. Ming Chi's body is obviously more experienced than his own.

Not only after the surgery, but also during the period of recuperating before the surgery, he must have been hugged around by Mr. Shadow.

It's just... this time some people happen to be very hot, and if you run around a little bit, the fireplace will burn you.

Ming Chi could almost feel that his hand was scalding Mr. Shadow's neck.He wanted to withdraw his hand to cool down, but before he could move, he was tightened by the arms behind him.

Ming Weiting was looking down into his eyes.

This action must be two-way, when Ming Weiting looked at him, his figure also fell into Ming Chi's eyes.

"Do you want to pay in advance?" Ming Weiting raised his hand and touched his eyelashes, "Experience once?"

Ming Chi blinked, and his eyes lit up quickly.He quickly understood Mr. Shadow's meaning, and his body, who was afraid of being scalded by the other party who retreated a little, moved closer without hesitation, and firmly hugged Ming Weiting's shoulders.

"Uncle Lu." Ming Weiting hugged him and got up, "I'll take Huomiao back to the room."

Ming Lu nodded with a smile, and waved to Ming Chi whose eyes were already full of excitement.

……

Mr. Shadow must have secretly rehearsed by himself.

Mr. Shadow must have secretly planned how to pick him up and run, all the way from the sofa through the stairs, and then the best path back to the room.

Mr. Shadow must also want to catch him who is rushing towards him.

Although the order of the process has been slightly adjusted, it becomes the first to rush into the arms, and then rush upstairs, but the effect is still very exciting and exciting, even more exciting than Ming Chi's expectation of rushing up by himself - he can feel Mr. Shadow's heartbeat , his heart knocked on the door across his chest, and immediately got the same undisguised and straightforward response.

Mr. Shadow took him back to the room. Of course, such a small amount of exercise would not make anyone feel tired, but at this moment, none of them wanted to move or do anything.

So the two of them lay side by side on the big bed, with him on Mr. Shadow's shoulder.

The breeze was blowing, and the moonlight sent the silhouettes of flowers and plants into the room. They watched the stars twinkling in the sky outside the terrace.

"Oh my God." Ming Chi stared at the stars and couldn't move his eyes, couldn't help but whispered, "Why is it so good?"

Ming Weiting turned his head to look at him, with a particularly obvious smile in his eyes, and repeated in a low voice: "Why are you so good."

"Mr. Shadow learns how to speak from me every day."

Ming Chi was so happy that he couldn't help being challenged: "At this time, you have to have your own creativity, and you should say something new."

Ming Weiting was very cooperative, and thought for a while: "It's not that good."

Ming Chi didn't mean that, he opened his eyes wide and turned to look at him.

They were so close that they turned around so that they were almost face to face, and they could feel the slight tickling of the eyelashes as the warm air of their breath brushed them.

……

The temperature that had finally dropped down began to stagger and rise again, Ming Chi blinked quickly, and was about to turn his head back pretending to be calm, but his raised hands were already wrapped around his neck.

"Every day in the future will be better than today."

Ming Weiting said softly: "After 50 years, when I write the diary, there will still be [-] better things than today."

Ming Chi was caught off guard, and was suddenly accurately targeted.

He let out an "ah", pressed his chest, slowly blinked his eyes, and looked at Mr. Shadow who was close at hand.

Ming Weiting touched his ears and suddenly smiled.

Ming Chi was looking at his own shadow in his eyes, when suddenly he was embraced by the rippling smile, and before he could regain his senses, Ming Weiting's hand was already wrapped around his back.

Ming Weiting turned around completely and hugged him into his arms: "Huomiao."

Ming Chi wanted to respond, but he couldn't find his mouth for the time being, so he had to pinch Mr. Shadow's shirt and tug.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your promise." Ming Weiting waited for a few seconds, and then continued, "Some people say that I am a very black-hearted creditor."

Ming Chi couldn't help laughing: "Who is it?"

Ming Weiting looked down at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars that jumped in from the window.This time he didn't imitate Ming Chi's speech: "A person I like very much."

Ming Weiting said: "The person who made me start writing a diary."

He is not the captain of any particular ship, nor is he in the habit of writing a logbook.

The logbook is written by people on land, because that is not the original state of life, so it is necessary to write a logbook to distinguish and record it for later reference.

"No matter what kind of life it is, once it's your normal state, you don't specifically want to document it."

Ming Weiting said softly, "My life is very monotonous."

There will be many different scenery on the sea, and there will be many people coming and going, boarding and disembarking. The vastness of the ocean is never endless, and every place you sail to is a new place.

But when you live at sea and this kind of life becomes your norm, you don't appreciate them specially, you don't feel how special and desirable they are.

But if you are next to a fire, everything suddenly becomes different.

Ming Weiting actually thought about this matter for many days, he kept thinking about where things became special.How could he mind Mingchi's insistence on taking care of himself and not wanting help from others, if there is a button that can make Mingchi recover and become completely healthy in an instant, he will press it immediately without hesitation.

Seeing Ming Chi adjusting his posture neatly in the entrance, standing up firmly with his cane supported, and seeing the extraordinarily energetic smile in those eyes, he wasn't thinking about anything at all.

He couldn't think of anything else but to respond to that laugh.He ran back to the room when he wanted to pick him up, lay down on the bed for a while without doing anything, wanted to hug Ming Chi and talk quietly for a while, telling him how cool and powerful he was.

It's just that Mr. Huomiao suddenly opened a small class, so the progress of the whole plan was slightly delayed by a few minutes.

"I didn't make it clear what I said to you on the way home."

Ming Weiting said, "I know that you can take care of yourself completely without the help of others. That's not what I want to say."

Ming Zhiren tried to raise his hand: "...you can use it, I don't know the way."

Ming Weiting smiled, he held that hand, lowered his gaze, and gently kissed Ming Chi's knuckles again.

There was a special grace to this kiss, and Ming Chi rarely saw this side of Mr. Shadow, but he knew it must exist—even though they were still lazily lying on the bed, this gesture drew him into the kiss. Other places—the ocean, the sun rising and the moon setting, the ship that travels the world.

"We can live our own lives."

Ming Weiting said: "I do what the masters of the Ming family should do step by step. If you are not sick, you must have taken care of yourself long ago. You will travel around and live the life you like. You can live alone. Live cooler than anyone else."

Ming Chi blinked, he wanted to speak, but realized that Mr. Shadow hadn't finished speaking, so he swallowed what he wanted to say again.

Ming Weiting remembered what he said just now, and further added: "Travel around with the navigation, ask for directions and live the life you like."

Ming Chi couldn't help laughing: "It's too easy to get lost!"

"It's okay to get lost." Ming Weiting also smiled and touched his ear, "Wherever you go, there will be people who like you."

Ming Chi's ears felt a little hot from his touch, but the wind at night seemed a little cool. He pursed the corners of his mouth for a while, then unconsciously moved to Mr. Shadow's side.

"It was the trajectory of fate that was unfair to you and made things twists and turns. We have now corrected it."

Ming Weiting pulled the quilt to cover him, paused, and continued to speak: "Next, we will return to the original track, and we can still live independently. I will still do the things I did in the past, and there will be no harm. what is the problem."

Ming Chi's expression became more and more serious, he frowned slightly, took Mr. Shadow's hand and gently tugged twice, wanting to sit up with him.

Ming Weiting didn't move, he just continued to speak, as if these words had been typed out for a long time, and if there was a slight interruption or pause, there would be no chance to continue.

"I prepared a 95-page plan, and I want to chase stars again, but there will always be a time to finish the 95 pages."

"I was invited by you as a friend to learn how to make bread and shrimp dumplings with you, but no matter how difficult the cooking skills are, I will be able to master them one day."

"Uncle Lu and I are your family members, but the family members also have their own careers and lives."

Ming Weiting said: "I hope you recover as soon as possible, I hope you can be fully healthy. But I found that I was disturbed by the fact that 'you no longer need to be cared for' - I have been trying to find the source of this anxiety .”

Ming Chi lay back with his arms on his pillow, he listened carefully, and suddenly couldn't help asking: "Have you found the answer?"

"I found it." Ming Weiting nodded, "You answered me."

When he heard Ming Chi whisper "someone is waiting for me to go home", he found that he had finally found the answer.That fire is always sharper than him, and has a natural intuition that goes straight to the core.

"It's not these things that I'm really worried about." Ming Weiting said, "It's that I want to have a place by your side."

Ming Chi was startled, and opened his eyes slightly.

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

His life was monotonous, and there was nothing wrong with that monotony.

He grew up like this, and he continued to be Mr. Ming like this.After encountering Mingchi, everything became different, and the torch dyed everything with a special, extraordinarily bright color... So he started to keep a diary.

But even if one day he finally couldn't find any suitable identity to stay by the fire - although this hypothesis is almost impossible, but if it happened - it is not impossible for him to return to the original In the pace of life, continue to walk through this life.

It's not that he can't do this, it's just that at some point of the day, he suddenly began to feel uneasy because of this assumption.

He suddenly found that he was extremely looking forward to fulfilling Mingchi's hypothesis—he could wait in the place where Mingchi would go back every day, always there, waiting for that ball of fire to go home every day.

"Oops." Ming Weiting was silent for a while, then lowered his head and smiled, "Father taught me that greed is a big taboo."

Ming Chi was wrapped in a quilt and continued to move bit by bit.

He finally moved enough to wrap Mr. Shadow in the quilt, so he did so, and when the quilt covered them both, he pressed his hot forehead to Mr. Shadow's chin.

"How can you be uneasy because of this kind of thing?" Ming Chi put his hand on Mr. Shadow's back and patted lightly, muttering softly, "I only forgot to go home one day, right?"

What Ming Weiting wanted to say was not this at all, he smiled, hugged Ming Chi and lifted him up from the quilt, so that those eyes could see himself: "Then."

"The next 50 years, or longer." Ming Weiting asked, "Can I continue to wait every day?"

Ming Chi raised his head in a daze, met Ming Weiting's gaze, and moved his throat lightly.

He could hardly bear to speak, but Mr. Shadow raised his hand to cover his eyes.There was a temperature close to the fall, and then stopped moving, and the heart in his chest began to hear the neighbor knocking on the door again.

"Don't rush to answer, Huo Miao, you have to get better first."

Ming Weiting said: "You have encountered very bad things. I know that even if you forget, you still remember."

This sentence is a bit strange, but Ming Chi can understand it.

He has already forgotten those things, and everything has been deleted and turned into a blank, but the instinctive habits left behind and the occasional inexplicable feelings will not disappear so decisively and instantly.

His current self is the self who has experienced 23 years of life, and the events of these 23 years, whether he remembers them or not, will leave traces.

It is all the traces of these 23 years that have shaped him now.

"I'll guess." Ming Chi hasn't seen those letters yet, but he can basically guess the general situation, and he took the conversation seriously, "Here is a flame that is about to go out."

Ming Chi whispered: "Someone with good intentions rescued him and brought him back."

Ming Weiting thought for a while: "Not really."

Ming Chi was surprised: "No?"

"Not a well-intentioned person." Ming Weiting said, "It's a black-hearted creditor."

Ming Weiting took the initiative to tell him about it: "During this period of time, this black-hearted creditor extorted 130 four paintings and fifty other IOUs from him."

Ming Chi opened his eyes under his palm.

The eyelashes scratched on the palm of his hand, Ming Weiting's expression softened, he smiled, and moved his palm away: "So...at this time, no matter what, I can't blackmail you anymore."

Ming Chi pulled his thoughts back from the fifty IOUs—for some reason, he always had a vague intuition that this matter was probably because he himself was quite active in counting the money and resolutely sold himself.

"It's okay, right?" Ming Chi straightened his shoulders, trying to prove himself, "I'm done with the operation, and I'm already fine."

Ming Weiting shook his head: "It's related."

For the past few years, the fire has been surrounded by an indissoluble darkness.Except for the three years when Mrs. Ren took care of her, she had hardly been to any interesting places or met any interesting people.

So Ming Chi had to go and see first.

This has nothing to do with what he thinks or whether he is uneasy—Ming Chi must first live a normal life, experience the joyful things he should have experienced, and meet many people.

He is honored to be filled in the blank of Ming Chi's life, but this blank should accommodate more things that should have been touched long ago.

That fire should be set free first.

Until then... If Ming Chi still thinks that going home to find Mr. Shadow is the happiest thing, and still thinks that people like him are not boring, and they can spend a lifetime together day and night.

At that time, if he still had this honor.

Ming Weiting slowly told these words to Ming Chi, seeing the other party's more and more serious expression, couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and tapped his forehead: "I'm not letting you go by yourself."

"Black-hearted creditors always want to find some privileges for themselves." Ming Weiting said softly, "I will accompany you to a more free place and meet more very interesting and powerful people."

Ming Chi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looking at him, his expression was still very serious: "Mr. Shadow is the funniest and most powerful."

Ming Weiting was dumb, he bent his shoulders, closed his eyes, and put his forehead against Ming Chi's.

"If I have the honor...you will still feel the same way until then."

Ming Weiting said softly, "Huomiao."

He is not very generous and generous.

Ming Chi wants to enjoy absolute, unfettered freedom first.

If Mingchi has something he likes and wants to do more in the future, and someone who appreciates and shares the same goals, he will absolutely respect Mingchi's wishes and be best friends and family members with him forever.

……

But at that time, he would still be Mister Huo Miao.

If he had the honor.

Ming Weiting looked at him: "Every day from now on, when they are recorded in your diary, my name will be included."