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Chi Qiu held his hand, not daring to touch his back again. He put Lu Ming's slightly cold hand to his lips, exhaled and rubbed continuously, trying to warm Lu Ming up with this clumsy method.
Choked by the stale air, Lu Ming coughed twice, yearning for Chi Qiu's warmth like a child: "Can you hold me..." He begged weakly, his eyes still closed.
Chi Qiu said, "I'm afraid I'll press your wound."
Lu Ming didn't seem to listen to what he was saying, but kept begging: "Can you hold me, can you not leave me..." He gasped softly, tears wet his hair.
After Lu You passed away, Lu Ming never shed a single tear. He built a closed space for his heart, and put all the sadness and happiness related to it.
The only thing left is the hatred for Lu Rongtian who destroyed their mother and child.
It doesn't matter if you don't have those memories, as long as Lu Ming knows what he needs to do.
He clearly understands that he should go back to China and take away everything Lu Rongtian and Zhen Zhen desire.
It was they who caused Lu You misfortune together, and it was also them who drove themselves to a dead end and made themselves the ones who broke Lu You's last straw.
Since there is no other way in the world to punish them, then Lu Ming will take away what they care most about.
Mr. Lu's unfulfilled wish for Mr. Chi's became the key to Lu Ming's past.
He found Chi Qiu, this poor little blind man, who actually appeared in the materials he investigated.
Seeing the comparison between Chi Qiu and the old man of the Chi family when he was young, Lu Ming calmly opened a new information bag. He took out more life photos about Chi Qiu from it and looked at them carefully.
Looking at the quiet and gentle Chi Qiu in the photo, Lu Ming felt as if he had seen this person before, but he didn't seem to have the slightest impression of him.
The private detective told him: "this young master Chi has been looking for you, and he wants to contact you."
And those simple written words told Lu Ming that he and Chi Qiu had a past. If he needed, he could easily let the innocent Chi Qiu fall into himself, unable to extricate himself.
So he returned to China immediately, deliberately creating a scene where he and Chi Qiu reunited.
The moment he saw Chi Qiu hugging him tightly with tears in his eyes, Lu Ming was determined again: It doesn't matter if you can't remember.
Anyway, all Chi Qiu wanted was to be with him. He can give, he can even take care of Chi Qiu whole life.
Chi Qiu likes him and loves him, but he will not be the second Lu Rongtian.
This is an incomparably stable marriage, far longer and less perishable than Lu You's vigorous love.
But now, Lu Ming is in great pain.
He kept thinking of Lu You's persecution, and the fragmentary voices in the garden—
Lu You's frenzied roaring threat and the promise made by someone in the garden gradually overlapped.
In his dream, he saw in horror that his 17-year-old self was standing in front of the bathtub, watching helplessly as his mobile phone and computer were smashed by Lu You and thrown into the bathtub full of water.
Lu You laughed loudly, ferociously tore up the gift he had prepared for Chi Qiu bit by bit, chewed and swallowed in front of him, and then vomited continuously.
Lu You also hid his passport and warned him: "Didn't Mom say it? You can't leave! None of us can leave!"
Under various circumstances, Lu Ming took two steps back, and then two steps back, terrified and disgusted: "I hate you... I hate you!" He left that room angrily, he had nowhere to go.
In the end, he honestly went to the hospital to get Lu You's medicine for this month, and walked aimlessly on the way home.
He saw a few children around him running over with kites, they were free, as if they had no worries at all. Lu Ming looked up at the sky, his dark circles made him look listless.
He muttered to himself, facing the empty road, lowered his head, not knowing who he was talking to.
The 27-year-old Lu Ming heard his 17-year-old self say: "I want to come back, I really want to see you."
I want to see you, I think after we meet, can you give me a hug
So, at this moment, Lu Ming was pillowing on Chi Qiu's lap, his eyes were blurred, he repeated his wish when he was 17 years old, and asked Chi Qiu sadly: "Can you give me a hug?"
Chi Qiu no longer hesitated or was afraid, he hugged Lu Ming tightly.
Lu Ming still said, "I miss you hugging me, I feel so uncomfortable."
"I'm holding you, I'm holding you." Chi Qiu cried.
Perhaps his crying was too pitiful, which made the weak Lu Ming cast his eyes on him. After getting the hug he dreamed of, Lu Ming finally woke up gradually.
A nightmare is very long, but fortunately Lu Ming has long been used to blocking painful memories.
Lu Ming's lips and teeth were dry. He just woke up from Lu You's entanglement. Looking at Chi Qiu's face covered with tears, he thought for a moment that he was still in a dream.
He tried to shout: "Chi Qiu?"
"I'm here!" Chi Qiu touched Lu Ming's face, and asked hoarsely, "How are you? Where is the pain? Is it your back? I'm holding you like this, don't you really hurt? Lu Ming , you are in pain and you need to tell me..." His series of intermittent questions became continuous notes in Lu Ming's ears.
"Lu Ming, don't be afraid, no matter what, I will be with you." He sniffed and suppressed his crying, "We have always been together, as we agreed before."
Chi Qiu's voice was not very pleasant at the moment, it broke into Lu Ming's empty thoughts abruptly, and woke him up in the endless nightmare.
Perhaps, from hell to earth, one second is enough.
Rescuers finally came, and the four trapped people were quickly rescued.
Lu Ming was the most seriously injured and was put on a stretcher.
Although Chi Qiu was injured in his arm, in the predicament of depression, he spent so much energy that he didn't even have the energy to stand up by himself. With the help of paramedics, he too was eventually put on a stretcher.
From a distance, he saw a furious Ji Yanchen rushing towards him among the people around him: "What kind of broken theater is this! Can the house still collapse?! Did you make a mistake?!"
It turned out that the news of the collapse in the corridor of the theater was quickly posted on the Internet. After Ji Yanchen saw it, he rushed over without stopping. He and the rescuers arrived at about the same time.
Seeing the blood all over Chi Qiu, Ji Yanchen gasped. He followed closely beside Chi Qiu's stretcher, took care of Chi Qiu with a pale face, and stammered: "It's okay, it's okay, you, don't be afraid."
Chi Qiu wasn't afraid at all: "Where's Lu Ming?"
"The ambulance is in front of you, don't worry, I will go with you."
Chi Qiu calmed down and asked Ji Yanchen softly: "Yanchen, my rose is still on the ground, can you take it away for me?"
Lu Ming gave it to him, and he couldn't bear to let it go.
When Ji Yanchen turned his head, he saw that the bouquet of roses had already been crushed badly, and was accidentally stepped on many times by the rescuers. Without saying anything, he rushed over and grabbed it, and followed him into the ambulance.
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