They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

After that, the unrelated person never appeared again.

Ming Lu took people to deal with this matter.Zhao Lan's husband went there together, and when he came back, he never left, holding his lover's hand quite firmly.

"My younger brother is very powerful." Zhao Lan's husband told her, "I can tell at a glance that something is wrong."

Zhao Lan didn't mention anything else in that message, but said that he needed to make some more preparations, and that the food was coming slowly, so he asked his husband to take his younger brother around the neighborhood.

Ming Chi just listened to a sentence, and immediately asked the location to catch up.

Zhao Lan listened to her husband explain the situation at that time, and turned back to look at Ming Chi.

She looked into her younger brother's eyes, Ming Chi had just finished speaking with the husband who came with him, and looked at her, blinking his eyes lightly twice.

Zhao Lan couldn't help laughing, she also blinked at her brother twice, and also squeezed her husband's hand tightly.

"Mysterious induction." Zhao Lan introduced to her husband, "It was trained in the past."

Many times the premonitions are unreasonable, that is, relying on such unreasonable premonitions, they pull each other and stumble together to survive.

Relying on this premonition, after the three-day nightmare was over, my brother and the police who rescued them found the room where she was locked up and saved her life.

They have their own codes, one wink is "I'm fine" and two blinks is "everything's fine".

Everything is calm and everything is over.

Everything is fine.

The food was served quickly, and they chatted while eating, without any of the situations that Zhao Lan was worried about—although there were three people at a table who were not very good at chatting, there was still a professor who taught dancing after all.

Moreover, Ming Chi is also gentle and steady, and because of the overlap in professional fields, he chatted happily with Zhao Lan's husband.

This stability has already begun to take shape in the past.Zhao Lan still remembers that when Ming Chi was carried back from the pile of firewood by her and he was not familiar with her, he was always so calm that people could not think of his age.

However, in the past few years, so many things have been experienced.The childish intelligence and precociousness at the beginning have already transformed into a steady and fierce.

Just now Ming Chi stopped in front of her.In a flash, Zhao Lan suddenly realized that he probably wouldn't have a single nightmare in the future.

For a long time in the past, she would have nightmares every night, returning to that place again in her dreams.

Later, under the therapeutic intervention of doctors and consultants, these dreams gradually decreased, and even fewer after meeting Mr.

Even if she had a nightmare, she would dream of her father, her mother, her sister and husband coming to be with her, these dreams are no longer scary.

It's just that at the end of the dream, Zhao Lan always led them to search anxiously and non-stop.

She rummaged through the piles of firewood and straw, and opened the doors of every empty room... During this period of time, in dreams, Zhao Lan would often see a piece of dark ice suddenly when she pushed open a certain door. ocean.

She plunged into the sea of ​​ice, the sea water was salty and cold, even the biting chill was real, but she never fished out anything.

Of course nothing can be fished out.

Subconsciously, she never believed that her brother would fall in that kind of place.

Zhao Lan stretched out her hand and pushed a whole plate of crystal shrimp dumplings in front of her younger brother.

Ming Chi stopped communicating with her husband, and when he saw her gaze, he bent his eyes accordingly, and also moved a whole drawer of dry steamed siu mai not to be outdone.

Zhao Lan ate the siu mai with big mouthfuls.The taste of this shop is very authentic. The thin siu mai skin is hot and chewy, and the fragrant fillings inside are full. It has been placed so that it will not be too hot. Once you bite, the hot and sweet soup will flow into your throat.

Zhao Lan also likes morning tea.

She still remembers that when she had a high fever, Huo Miao took care of her alone, fed her water little by little, coaxed her to drink Chinese medicine, and baked her hidden potatoes for her to eat.

She ate the potato and listened to what Huo Miao told her vividly.The morning tea is hot and fragrant with dry steamed siu mai, the soup is all locked in the translucent hot noodle skin, the delicate salted egg yolk in the quicksand bag dribbles as soon as you bite, the glutinous rice and chicken are fragrant and soft, and the porridge is so fresh that you want to eat it Tongue swallowed too...

One potato was eaten with eighteen flavors. Zhao Lan was so greedy that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and was so angry that he woke up Xiao Huomiao. Hungry, he vowed that he would order a big table of morning tea every day, eight cages of rice rolls, nine Only glutinous rice chicken, ten drawers of dry steamed siu mai.

The two huddled together on a hard wooden board, Little Huo Miao was not angry at all after being shaken awake, and tried to spread the quilt towards her again.

Huo Miao thought for a long time while resting her arms on her pillow, and then followed her through the menu: "Then I want eleven crystal shrimp dumplings, twelve small wontons, and thirteen custard buns."

……

I have to find a time to provide the information to the gentleman opposite.

The younger brother is so reassuring, Zhao Lan completely relaxed, couldn't help but become more and more curious, and quietly poked her husband's arm.

The husband was also curious, and squeezed her palm quietly under the table.

The gentleman who came with his younger brother—Zhao Lan certainly knew the identity of the other party, after all, he was still robbing other people's cruise tickets a few days ago.What's more, in the news these days, the financial and social pages often have content related to cruise companies.

On the phone, Ming Chi said that he would bring his family with him, but Zhao Lan didn't expect that it would be Mr. Ming himself.

Mr. Ming himself is probably the least good at chatting among the four. He never took the initiative to speak except greetings, but his aura was not as cold as in the interview.

Especially talking to Ming Chi in a low voice, helping him get a bowl of porridge, and reviewing the details involved in those documentaries together.

The purpose of interrogating these things is to not disturb the future life of the client. Ming Chi doesn't remember these things, so he entrusts this job to Mr. Ming next to him.

Mr. Ming looked at it very carefully, marked out some of the content that was not inclined to be made public, organized it in an orderly manner, and returned it back.

Zhao Lan has been working as an assistant to Teacher Gong for a few months. After briefly reading the crossed-out content, she had an intuition: "Will Huomiao not come back in the future?"

After deleting these contents, the finished film is only a purely objective record.Instead, the protagonist disappears backwards, leaving only clues to connect the whole story.

The heat of public opinion has always passed quickly.In the past six months or a year, if someone sees the final film version of this documentary, more people will only leave sighs and warnings, and will not pay special attention to the parties themselves.

"Aren't you coming back?" Zhao Lan's husband often surfs the Internet, just saw the latest hot search, and joked with a smile, "The whole world is waiting for Mr. Luo."

There are already many angles and versions of the beach concert that day.A few of them have even been on the hot searches for several days, and many people are asking for the song, but unfortunately no one can find it until now.

Since it can't be found anywhere, there is only one possibility left.

The unedited original films that were released on Huaisheng Entertainment’s official blog before, the guitarist who wrote and played his own songs, and occasionally sang by himself, became popular again belatedly.

The truths that were maliciously covered up and erased at the beginning were seen again, and finally, belatedly, the heat and light that should have been erupted again.

Ming Chi shook his head with a smile, and added: "Still playing the guitar."

He didn't shy away from talking about this at all, put down the white porcelain spoon in his hand, and talked about his future plans in a gentle voice.

Fang Hang's intuition is very accurate. He will indeed not debut again, nor will he set foot in that circle again, and he will not stand in the spotlight and become a standard artist or idol.

There is no special reason, he just enjoys those completely free stages more.

On the deck, by the campfire—maybe there will be a recital or concert on a sudden whim in the future.There is no publicity or notice, tickets are released immediately, and the first row has to be reserved for friends who have made an appointment in advance.

Before the operation, Ming Chi wrote a letter to himself after the operation, and said a lot about this matter.

You can make friends casually, and you can stand freely anywhere.

There is no need to hide anymore, because no one will be hurt anymore, and there is no need to hide the corners that no one can see, because even if someone likes him and speaks for him, those people will not be hurt any more.

That's perfectly sufficient.

"Enough." Zhao Lan's husband nodded, and suddenly became serious, "You don't need those things."

"You're the kind of performer who was born to be free."

He said to Ming Chi seriously: "You don't need to go to that kind of place, and you don't need to be judged by anyone."

Zhao Lan’s husband has been a professor for many years, has taught students one after another, has his own courses and studios, has also been invited to many programs, and has seen too many excellent newcomers. In fact, it is not unusual anymore .

Even so, when Zhao Lan amlied the official blog and saw the competition videos from a few years ago, he still couldn't help feeling sorry.

If such a remarkable aura and talent can be placed in the music scene decades ago, and given him a world to indulge in, and go on for ten or 20 years, maybe he will really reach incredible heights.

Zhao Lan's husband didn't mention this anymore, he just looked at Ming Chi: "There is no need to go under the spotlight."

When he talks about these fields, he always has an artist's temperament, and he doesn't feel embarrassed to say it directly: "Where you stand, there will naturally be light chasing you."

Ming Chi is obviously still far away from the artist, and he is still embarrassed. While thanking him, his ears are already turning red calmly.

Zhao Lan's husband laughed, took a sip of tea, and held Zhao Lan's thumb indistinctly.

On the night when I saw the hot search, Zhao Lan's husband pulled his lover over.The two read the comments together.It was found that compared with the public opinion of the whole network, Huaisheng Entertainment's official blog was actually much calmer.

"It's too late after all."

Someone left a message, and it was particularly eye-catching in the comments of "When will Mr. Luo come back" and "Woooooooooooooooooooooo long".

"Oops, it has been found that this place is neither free nor fun."

These are the things he really wanted to say.

Some people are suitable for the dazzling under the spotlight, the dazzling flowers and stars, and some are suitable for the chicness of the south and the north, and the sky is high, the sea is broad and the moon is thousands of miles away.

There is no better or worse, but if a soul is born free, he should not be bound by anything, but let him find the most fun place.

……

After watching those videos, listening to his lover talking about it for so long, and finally seeing the real person in front of him, Zhao Lan's husband is now completely in love with this young man: "Whether it's a concert or a concert, when the tickets are released, Please also be sure to notify us 5 minutes in advance.”

The past days were vivid in his memory, he sighed half-jokingly, and rubbed his forehead: "Alan and I are really bad at grabbing tickets..."

Zhao Lan's husband was kicked lightly under the table by his lover, he was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"You can't be special, grab it with your ability." Zhao Lan also whispered to him, "If you can't grab it, go to the exit and wait for the flowers."

Zhao Lan's husband thought about it for a while, and could imagine how popular it would be if Ming Chi really had a concert, even if it wasn't publicized or announced: "It makes sense, then let's go and send flowers."

Seeing her husband just acquiesced in not being able to get a ticket, Zhao Lan was both worried and funny, sighed, and snatched a piece of white sugar horseshoe cake from him.

Zhao Lan's husband thought it was because his lover was hungry, so he also asked Mr. Ming where the porridge bowl was, and went to fill two bowls of hot porridge.

Ming Chi watched their interaction earnestly, completely relieved, and smiled with his eyes: "No need to fight for tickets, Sister Zhao Lan sits at the special seat for family members."

Zhao Lan was drinking porridge, when she heard the "family member" her eyes lit up, she clenched her fist and asked him, "Really?"

Ming Chi also clenches his fist: "Really, really."

Looking at his movements, Zhao Lan couldn't help laughing, and immediately blinked hard when his eyes became hot.

She also looked at Mingchi with complete concentration, saw the hearing aid on Mingchi's ear, and raised her hand to touch it lightly: "Will you still have tinnitus?"

"Not at all." Ming Chi said, "I can hear it very clearly."

"Is your waist healed? If you don't heal, you are not allowed to hold a concert."

Zhao Lan said: "I heard them say that this is very physically demanding, and some rock musicians may pass out on stage."

Ming Chi is still a little far away from the enthusiasm of rock and roll, but he still nodded cooperatively: "I'm raising it, and I will definitely wait for it to recover."

I really have to reflect, Ming Chi actually has a lot of habits that are not friendly to the waist - such as always nesting on the sofa and playing games, and forgetting to get up all afternoon after practicing guitar or drawing, in short, as long as the back pain does not occur When I was young, I was very confident that I was quite healthy.

After receiving the rehabilitation advice from the physical therapist, and with the active consent of Mr. Xiao himself, Mr. Ming re-arranged the daily time allocation in detail, and carried out quite detailed supervision and reminders.

If it wasn't for going out for dinner today, Mr. Xiao would be taken to the big bed with a mattress of moderate hardness, and he would take a nap with him.

Probably because the biological clock had already been set, Ming Chi shook his head a little, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the shadow had joined the conversation first.

Zhao Lan's husband was temporarily unable to interrupt, so he quietly helped him catch up with the topic: "We are discussing your body."

No one knows Ming Chi's old injuries better than Zhao Lan. Most of them have healed, but some are still dormant, and maybe they will come back to trouble people when they get older.

Two family members discussed the client's physical condition here. The client buried himself in eating his thirteen pocket custard buns. Another non-staff family member quietly got up to check out and found that someone had already paid.

Zhao Lan said everything that came to mind in detail, and another 10 minutes had passed, and the meal was almost over.

"I should invite you for the first meal." Zhao Lan was very pleased with Ming Chi's situation, and only this was dissatisfied. "I'm an elder sister. I haven't seen you in 13 years, and I asked my younger brother to treat me to dinner."

Ming Chi was criticized with a smile, lightly touched the remote control car, pursed his lips and answered irrelevant questions: "I like this one very much."

He was holding a lot of presents that Sister Zhao Lan gave him. Although he hadn't had time to look at them carefully, he was reluctant to let go of any of them, and added: "I really like them all."

Ming Chi raised his eyes and smiled at her, and said softly, "Why are you so good."

Zhao Lan looked at him with a smile, rubbed her eyes twice, and carefully put away the shell boat.

……

Zhao Lan's younger sister is Zhao Min. The two sisters are very close, and the remote control car was given by her sister.

Before coming this time, Zhao Lan had a lot of conversations with her family, and her younger sister also said a lot of things to her that she hadn't said before.

Zhao Min told Zhao Lan that her ten-year-old brother came to see her sister and lay on the glass to look inside.

Zhao Min said that the younger brother is very sensible, he touches and touches everything lightly, and speaks softly, but for some reason, he is the only one.

Zhao Min asked the younger brother where he lived, where his family was, and where the adults were, but the younger brother just laughed and didn't speak.

The younger brother asked her if sister Zhao Lan hugged and cried with her family.

Zhao Min nodded and said yes, she cried so loudly, she cried louder than her elder sister, and was laughed at by the passing children that day.

The younger brother asked, did Sister Zhao Lan go back to her room and sleep all day and all night without getting up.

Zhao Min also nodded, saying that before she came to the hospital for formal recuperation, she accompanied her sister to sleep at home every day.

The younger brother asked, did sister Zhao Lan make up for her birthday?He raised his hand very earnestly to remind him that there were three, and there must be no less.

Zhao Min gestured to him, and agreed on such a big eight-layer birthday cake. She and her parents squeezed jam and chocolate sauce to write the words. It was not very pretty, but it was very delicious. A sack of presents.

……

These are all too easy questions.

Zhao Min also didn't understand at the time why the child looked extremely nervous and dignified when he asked these questions, as if he was very worried that they didn't do it.

It seems that he didn't know at all that these things can be realized without any reason at all, because they are family members so they can be realized.

Zhao Min took out his phone and showed him the photos.

The younger brother looked very calm and mature, looking at each one carefully like a little adult.Then he took a deep breath and let it out long, with the corners of his mouth pursed.

"That's good." The younger brother was very happy and clenched his fists, "That's great."

Zhao Min also rubbed his head with a smile, thanked him for protecting his sister, and promised to give him a gift too.The eight-layer cake hasn't been finished yet, so I'll get him a piece later.

The younger brother was alone, sitting on a bench in the hospital, watching their family busily taking care of sister Zhao Lan.

The sunlight that day was a bit dazzling, and the glass reflected light, so I couldn't see what was on the other side.

They wanted to send their younger brother home, but when they returned from their work, the child had disappeared.

"Sister." On the night before leaving home, Zhao Min hugged her and whispered to her, "Can we invite my brother..."

……

Zhao Lan took a deep breath.

She was encouraged by her husband's handshake, and after that Mr. Ming finished talking with Ming Chi, she walked over quietly: "Brother."

Ming Chi blinked slightly, and met her gaze.

"This year—" Zhao Lan didn't know if he still remembered that agreement, but she remembered that Huo Miao didn't seem to answer her back then, "During the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Lan asked in a low voice: "If it's convenient, would you like to have dinner at home?"

"You come directly, you don't need to bring anything."

"Mom, Dad, and my sister miss you very much." Zhao Lan finished in one breath, "There will be a big table of dishes, and they must all be delicious."

Ming Chi exchanged glances with that Mr. Ming, eyes bent: "Does it matter if you bring it?"

Zhao Lan was startled: "What?"

Ming Chi stands up with the edge of the table, and walks to Ming Weiting.

He had just chatted with Mr. Shadow about it.There is no Chinese New Year tradition on the high seas, and there will be no special arrangements for those few days.

Mr. Shadow is very interested in this kind of ceremony, and looks forward to attending it with Mingchi.

"Maybe I have to bring it." Ming Chi said, "I have family members."

Zhao Lan was stunned for two seconds, and was squeezed by her husband excitedly, and suddenly realized that she opened her eyes wide and looked at the figure beside her.

She immediately squeezed the husband's hand twice, exchanged glances, and then looked at Ming Chi inquiringly.

"I've been learning how to cook all these years, and the result is not bad. We bring the ingredients and give me a kitchen to make a big table."

Ming Chi calculated very rigorously: "This is two big tables."

Zhao Lan's eyes widened even more, and she couldn't help but pull him in surprise, "You remember! You remember everything!"

"Remember to remember." Ming Chi repeated with a smile, and then clenched his fists again, "About dinner."

Ming Chi remembers these things.

He remembered the promise he didn't agree to.

The dream he had that day was not very good. For some reason, he didn't promise his sister.

At that time, he did not promise the two families to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, set up two tables of delicious food, and celebrate the New Year in a lively reunion.

Now he has the confidence to agree.

"Sister, I haven't introduced you yet."

Ming Chi sorted out his clothes quite formally.

He took out two invitations to the dinner party and put them on the table, took a slow breath, and let out a long breath, meeting Ming Weiting's steady gaze.

"This is my husband. If it is convenient, we may visit together during the Chinese New Year this year. Our two families will have a New Year's Eve dinner together and set up two tables of delicious food."

Ming Chi smiled and said: "It's lively and lively, and it's a happy reunion."