They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

After saying these words, Ming Weiting hugged Ming Chi.

His strength was still careful, making sure that Ming Chi was lying comfortably on the pillow, and then he hurried to the bathroom to wash up.

But within a few minutes, the room quickly became quiet.

Ming Chi lived in Wanghai ten years ago, and fell asleep to the sound of the tide every day.There are bell tower whistles at night, wind and birdsong in the morning, and this room has never felt so quiet as it is now.

...has never been so quiet.The only thing that seems to be heard is the running water in the bathroom, which is quite quiet and quite noisy.

Ming Chi was covered with a quilt, buried hot in the pillow and studied for a long time, and then found that the noise was his own heartbeat.

Quilts may indeed affect thinking speed.

It probably took Ming Chi a long time to come to this conclusion.

It was not so short that when he came back to his senses and listened carefully again, even the sound of the water had stopped.

Ming Chi listened intently for a while, but still couldn't hear anything, so he quietly lifted a corner of the quilt and poked his head out to look outside.

...Cultivated too obvious a tacit understanding, and sometimes it will bring very small surprises.

Ming Chi poked his head out, and the first direction he looked subconsciously was the balcony—then he immediately found that the curtains hadn't been pulled up.

The curtains were wide open, so that he could see the terrace at a glance, and then he could see his reclining chair there.

In the couch was the person he was about to start searching in the room.

The back of the recliner was temporarily straightened, and the angle became almost like a real chair.But after all, it is a recliner, and its mission is to make people feel comfortable enough to sleep on it. From the material to the design, it is quite enthusiastic to invite people who sit on it to sink into it completely and relax.

In most cases, it is difficult for "Mr. Shadow" and "to sink in completely relaxed" to form a complete and objective sentence.

But still sometimes, as long as an attributive is added, this matter will become less absolute.

Such as "Mr. Shadow watching the flames".

Or in more detail, "Mr. Shadow is watching the fire that has rolled himself into a quilt roll, slowly rolled nine and a half circles on the bed, and has completely migrated from the head of the bed to the end of the bed".

The lunar calendar is approaching half of the month, and the moon tonight is quite round and bright, and its presence is as strong as a large light bulb.

So even if the lights were not specially turned on, everything on the terrace was quite clear, and Ming Chi could see Mr. Shadow's obvious smile at a glance.

Ming Chi coughed and lay at the end of the bed trying to explain: "I don't have a good sense of direction."

"Very good." Mr. Shadow's evaluation was quite pertinent, "After nine and a half turns, it didn't fall to the ground."

Ming Chi was immediately happy: "That is."

Anyway, he is also a captain.

This little intuition of not falling off the bed is always there.

He didn't want to change his view at all, and wanted to sit up and talk, so he still looked up at Mr. Shadow, and quickly unraveled the quilt roll with his hands.

Ming Chi was also thinking.He thought that he kept looking at it like this, maybe he was planning to draw a picture of the scene tonight, but he felt that it was not the only reason—a part of his short-term memory was indeed affected to a certain extent, and he would occasionally forget things.But the visual memory part is still quite perfect, and you can remember the pictures you see at a glance.

In the end, he finally figured it out, it seemed that he just couldn't bear to look away.

It was good that his window was so close to the terrace.

The moon is still so bright tonight.

Just keep looking at it that way.

That's all it takes to have a good day.

Ming Chi found himself subconsciously repeating and reciting the quotations from Mr. Shadow, he pursed the corners of his mouth forcefully without knowing it, stood up with his arms propped up: "Mr. Shadow..."

He saw Ming Weiting get up from the reclining chair suddenly, and quickly stepped to the side of the bed almost in the blink of an eye.What he realized a little later than this thought was that he had made a mistake.

After all, after rolling for nine and a half weeks, the fixed point was too close to the edge of the bed, and Ming Chi's right hand held up empty according to the habitual position, and he was completely unprepared, and his body lost his balance and fell down.

The man who was to be the captain still fell out of bed.

But it didn't hit the ground either.

Hey.

Halfway through the fall, he crashed into Mr. Shadow's arms.

Hey, he's back in bed again.

Ming Chi couldn't help imitating Auntie's words in his mind.

He found that when he talked like his aunt, he must be very happy and had nothing to worry about at all.

I'm so happy, my body is so light that I can't stop anything, and I can fly with the wind with a little jump.

He still wanted to laugh when Mr. Shadow hugged him, but he didn't know why he was happy, anyway, the smiles came out more and more by themselves.Then Mr. Shadow was probably also infected by him, hugged him and started laughing.

Because it was an urgent rush to rescue someone, it was difficult for Mr. Shadow to put him back on the bed as usual.When Ming Chi was caught, he hugged him back, grabbed the bed sheet with his left hand that hadn't fallen, and pulled it hard in time.

Mr. Ming Jia, who had already practiced this strength for a long time, reacted, Ming Weiting picked him up, lay on the bed with his own strength, and then let Ming Chi fall on his chest.

If this kind of scene is made into a movie, maybe there will be a slow-motion soundtrack and filters, but in fact, you will know it when you actually do it, and it’s not all cool.

……

Their chests bumped against their chests, and there was no sound for a few seconds, and his shoulder accidentally hit Mr. Shadow's chin.

But the two of them still laughed endlessly, even during the few seconds when they couldn't make a sound.Ming Chi didn't need any strength at all, and lay on Mr. Shadow's body, letting the smile overflowing from the other's chest wrap him up and down.

How can there be such a naive person.

Who.

Ming Chi thought about this question in his heart.

Then he saw the same question in Mr. Shadow's smiling eyes, and immediately raised his hand to surrender: "It's me, it's me."

"How old are you, and you can still fall out of bed." Ming Chi rubbed his face and reflected, "Mr. Shadow, what were you thinking just now on the balcony?"

Mr. Shadow must have followed him badly, raised his arms, and hugged him in his arms: "I wonder when you will fall out of bed."

After Ming Weiting said this, he felt it was funny, shook his head, and caught up with the little captain who was about to wrap up the quilt on the spot and continue to migrate: "...not this one."

"It's a joke." Ming Weiting said softly, "I was thinking."

He still rested his chin on Ming Chi's shoulder, paused for a while before laughing again, and honestly admitted: "Is it too early to tell you this now, will it make you feel pressured?"

"Mr. Shadow." Ming Chi emphasized to him, "I have lost ten years of memory, it's not that I've gone back ten years, and the one you're holding is the 23-year-old Big Huo Miao."

Mr. Shadow nodded, repeating and reciting: "You can still fall off the bed."

Ming Chi was stunned by his own words, completely lost the game, and pressed his chest to regret.

Ming Weiting looked down at him with soft eyes.They stopped discussing this matter, Ming Weiting patted him on the back, and said in a gentle voice: "Go and wash, remember to protect the wound."

Ming Chi nodded, and was supported by Mr. Shadow, sitting up.

He usually does not use a cane in the bedroom.The carpet here is much thicker than the outside, and it was specially made for him to fall casually, so in fact, even if he fell off the bed just now, it didn't matter at all.

There was too much noise just now, so I have to pay special attention to my movements now to avoid dizziness.Ming Chi sat on the edge of the bed with his head down for a while, when he noticed that Mr. Shadow walked around the bed, squatted down and looked up at him, the corners of his mouth immediately lifted up quickly.

Ming Chi quickly pushed himself off the edge of the bed, slid out of the bed himself, and turned back to face to face with Mr. Shadow: "There is one more thing."

Ming Chi sat down on the thick carpet with a bang: "You can only go to wash up after finishing."

Ming Weiting protected him with one hand, and took it back after confirming that he would not bump into it: "What's the matter?"

Ming Chi raised his hand, grabbed Mr. Shadow's arm, and pulled him to the corner of the bed twice.

Ming Weiting sat down after him, was about to ask, but was startled suddenly.

Ming Chi's expression was suddenly serious.

He carefully looked at Mr. Shadow in front of him for a long time, until his lips were slightly pursed, then he lowered his head and pressed it on Ming Weiting's knuckles.

The same movement, but Ming Chi still can't make the kind of graceful water splashing, and also hasn't found the trick, how to make it make people blush and heartbeat... So all he can give is to make the heartbeat like this Printed solemnly.

He made this action completely solemn, like signing his new name on the IOU, and also like swearing to set foot on the vast ocean from now on.

The night breeze was a bit cool, the balcony windows were open, and the sound of the tide was sent in again.

The warmth of his palms rested on the back of his neck.

Ming Weiting hugged him: "Huomiao."

"I hope what I said today didn't bring you any pressure."

Ming Weiting said: "On the balcony just now, I actually regretted it a bit."

He didn't want these words to make Ming Chi change any plans.Ming Chi doesn't need to give him any answer, nor should he feel any burden because of his completely private thoughts.

"Don't worry." Ming Weiting said, "We have a long time."

Ming Chi nodded: "I know."

Ming Weiting's gaze fell into those eyes, Ming Chi's eyes were clean and clear, it was probably the most honest and sincere gaze in his impression, so he listened carefully to Ming Chi's words.

Ming Chi held his hand tightly.

They sat in the corner of the room, the terrace was open, and the moonlight could be seen, the wind could be seen, and the stars could be seen.

They didn't hide this time, so Auntie could see it too.

Ming Chi quietly lowered his eyelashes, repeated the action, and imprinted all the solemnity on his knuckles.

"I know the answer doesn't count now, Mr. Shadow."

Ming Chi spoke softly, the soft and warm touch brought a lighter, tiny vibration caused by the sound, this slight vibration extended all the way into the chest cavity, arousing a deep resonance like the sound of a distant tide.

"Eat food bite by bite, and do things bit by bit...I can't wait for that day."

"I can't wait for that day."

"A particularly powerful and well-informed captain who returned from his travels brought back all the best scenery, best insights and memories, and favorite gifts collected during his travels, and used them to make a thing."

"To do one thing." Ming Chi said softly, "To cash in a diary that can write [-] things together."

Ming Weiting was just giving an example at the time, but now he completely felt that the number was too small, touched his ear and added: "At least."

"……At least."

Ming Chi laughed and nodded: "At least [-] things."

Ming Chi took a deep breath slowly, his ears were hot, but he insisted on sitting up straight and asked, "Am I particularly powerful?"

"Isn't it amazing." Ming Chi said, "This future will definitely happen, and one day, I will be a well-informed captain."

Ming Weiting nodded without hesitation, he never doubted this matter: "Yes."

Ming Chi heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and laughed, "That's fine."

"Anyway, there are fifty IOUs. I'll make another one."

Ming Chi immediately took Mr. Shadow's hand, and wrote on it flamboyantly: "Borrow something, you can exchange it for anything, anyway, I will definitely pay it back on that day."

He used his fingers to write on Ming Weiting's palm. His right hand had recovered quite strong and flexible. He wrote so fast that it was almost impossible to recognize what it was, but only a little bit of an extraordinarily soft warmth and itching.

Ming Weiting couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, he resisted the idea of ​​clenching his palm, even holding that hand together: "What do you borrow?"

"Mr. Shadow." Ming Chi said.

Ming Weiting agreed, waited for a while and then asked softly, "What?"

Ming Chi had written the last few words, bent his fingers, tapped on a certain position in his palm, and read each word: "Ying, Zi, Xian, Sheng."

Ming Weiting was stunned for a moment before realizing that what he wanted to borrow was his own name.

Ming Chi wrote the IOU that only he could see, signed his name quite fluently, held the palm of the other party's hand and admired it for a while.

……some people.

Some people don't worry about debts.

Although I haven't even started writing the diary yet, I have already borrowed my name from others, and I plan to write it in together every day.

Ming Chi decided to write his first diary today.He unilaterally wrote the IOU, and had already begun to conceive the content, only to remember that he forgot to ask the black-hearted creditor: "Can I lend it?"

"Here." Ming Weiting said dumbly, "Take it all."

Mr. Shadow, Lucky Fan, Mr. Ming, Ming Weiting.

Recently Ming Chi likes to compare him with a fox, so let's add Mr. Fox.

You can also add "apprentices who haven't learned how to make bread until now" and "special line tour bus for Wanghai Villa".

Ming Weiting spread out his palms, specifically asked him where to sign his name, imitating Ming Chi to sign his name in a serious manner.

Now Ming Chi is finally completely relieved and satisfied.He propped himself on the edge of the bed and got up to take a shower, probably because he was in a particularly good mood, and his right leg, which usually limped slightly without using a cane, walked very smoothly today.

Ming Chi hummed a song and washed himself clean. The inspiration was so strong that he took out his pencil and quickly wrote a melody on the toilet paper.

It took a little longer to deliberate on the direction of the melody, and when he was finally willing to come out of the bathroom, Ming Weiting had already fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

Ming Chi immediately stopped humming, walked over lightly, turned on the ambient light beside the bed, closed the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony, and carefully drew the curtains, leaving a small gap.

After doing this, he returned to the bedside.

Ming Weiting is not only learning how to make bread and taking care of him these days, but also using a computer to handle work, which should be the follow-up of the shipwreck mentioned earlier.

……

Of course, these things are not too difficult for Mr. Ming.But if you add the inexplicable troubles of the past few days, and the thoughts and thoughts that I didn't fully explain to him until tonight, the quality of sleep will probably not be particularly good.

Ming Chi picked up the computer on his lap, and moved it lightly to the bedside table next to him.

Ming Chi took the seat of the computer by himself, looked at it carefully for a while, confirmed that Mr. Shadow's breathing was still steady, and quietly reached out to hug Ming Weiting's shoulder.

He rested his forehead lightly against Mr. Shadow's.

"Wait for me." Ming Chi whispered, "It will be soon."

It seems that it's not Mr. Shadow's problem, it's that he did accidentally stay in the bathroom for too long.

Ming Chi looked at the sky exposed through the gap.

He had indeed stayed in the bathroom for a long time, so long that the moon outside the window had already left more than half of it, and the corner of the dark sky began to turn dark blue, with dawn faintly glowing on the edge.

It is common sense that it is summer and dawn is very early.

It is also common knowledge that the tides come and go, rising and falling twice a day.

At the end of the night, the sky will be bright, and the moon will come out when the sky is late.These things don't change at will because of what happened that day, what the weather is like, whether there is a rainbow or fog.

"So, sir, the ship must be in port."

Ming Chi's voice is super soft: "I will definitely come back."

"When the time comes." Ming Chi said, "The sun rises and the moon sets, we've been there for a lifetime."