The lid of the blue and white porcelain cup was gently closed, making a slight sound in the quiet study room. Mrs. Luo put the cup aside, looked up at her youngest son standing in front of her, "Are you sure you really want to move out?"
"Yes." Luo Shaoheng replied, the boy's back was straight, and he looked polite even when he was facing his mother.
Mrs. Luo leaned on the chaise longue, tapped the carved armrest a few times with her exquisitely painted nails, pondered for a while, and then said: "That's up to you, your father, I'll just mention it to him."
When Luo Shaoheng heard this, surprise flashed across his eyes, and he almost wanted to imitate how he acted in the TV series and hug her, and coquettishly say something like "You are so kind, Mom", but the strict family education and etiquette for a long time made him He dispelled this idea, and even if he did that, what he got in return was nothing more than a light reprimand from his mother.
Thinking of this, Luo Shaoheng felt a little disappointed, but was quickly overshadowed by the joy of being able to go out to stay. He restrained his excitement, nodded slightly, and said, "Thank you, Mom, then I won't bother you."
After all, it is a young man's heart. Although he is restrained on the surface, his voice is unavoidable. Mrs. Luo smiled, waved her hands and said, "Look at your fun, go."
Coming out of the study, the smile on Luo Shaoheng's face became more and more obvious as he walked faster and faster, and finally he almost started to trot, walked through the long corridor, ran down the stairs, ignored the servants' gazes, and ran all the way to the lawn in the backyard .
When he came to the open place, he couldn't bear the joy of getting his mother's answer in the study just now. Luo Shaoheng said happily, and lay down on the lawn, letting out a sigh of relief.
"It's almost like a dream." Luo Shaoheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, his five fingers spread out, his eyes fell on the sunset through his fingers, and there was an unconcealable smile on his lips.
Although the matter of sleeping out had been mentioned before, but it was just a point, and my mother didn't expressly agree that she would agree. Today, my mother suddenly took the initiative to bring it up and made him sweat, but he didn't expect to agree.
The joy in his heart expanded infinitely from the moment he was allowed, and it seemed to have swelled to the point of boiling by this time, which made him feel like he was breaking free from the shackles.
After obtaining the consent of his parents, Luo Shaoheng entrusted someone to rent a small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room near the university he was going to study, and moved there before school started. Don't stop him, tell him to be safe and let him go.
After Luo Shaoheng moved in, he started tidying up the house. One was used as a bedroom and the other was used as a studio. Although the house is not big, it is more comfortable. The building he lives in is new and needs to go through a long alley. There are often stray cats nearby, and he occasionally feeds the cats when passing by.
Meeting Shen Mucheng was an accident. That night Luo Shaoheng bought cat food and ham sausage and planned to feed the cat. The alley extended in all directions. When he went in, he suddenly tripped over something next to him. He staggered two steps before he stopped. It was a person who tripped him, curled up in a corner.
Confused about someone lying here at night, Luo Shaoheng approached him and asked aloud, "Hey, are you okay?"
The other party didn't answer, Luo Shaoheng bent down and patted him: "Are you drinking too much? Where is your home? I'll contact you..." Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, borrowing With the light of the mobile phone, he saw the man's red eyes staring at him firmly, with undisguised ferocity and chill.
Luo Shaoheng was startled by such a gaze, and reflexively threw away his hand and took two steps back. The man's hand was thrown away by him and hit the wall next to him, hanging down powerlessly.
Luo Shaoheng rubbed his fingers uncomfortably, and looked down, stunned for a moment.
The liquid on his hand was blood, from the person who grabbed his hand just now.
The opponent is injured. Aware of this problem, Luo Shaoheng quickly reacted, walked up to the man and knelt down, trying to see where he was injured, but the man was wearing a black shirt, so he couldn't see clearly, so he had to pat him again and asked: "Are you okay? Shall I take you to the hospital?"
The other party didn't respond as if fainted, Luo Shaoheng didn't call him anymore, and opened the keypad of the phone to dial 120, but the call hadn't been dialed yet, the flashlight of the phone was pointing down and just shone on the other party's abdomen, and the other party was covering it. His hands were also stained with blood.
Luo Shaoheng's fingers rested on the screen, and he moved the light in his hand to his face, only to find that half of his face was stained red with blood, his facial features could not be seen clearly, his eyes were tightly closed, and his face was terribly pale.
"Meow..." A stray cat came to the foot without knowing when, and was rubbing its head against Luo Shaoheng.
Luo Shaoheng looked down at it, and the little guy yelled coquettishly. Luo Shaoheng didn't have any extra thoughts to care about it at this time, so he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the man: "Are you okay?" He took off the shirt on his body to cover the wound on the opponent's forehead, then turned his back and carried the person on his back.
This is the back gate of the school, and the road is relatively narrow. It is better to call 120 and wait for someone to come here. It is better to send it to a nearby hospital by yourself.
The unconscious person was relatively heavy, and the other person was taller than himself, Luo Shaoheng gritted his teeth and carried the person out of the alley to hail a taxi and go to the hospital.
In addition to the head wound, the man Luo Shaoheng rescued also had a big gash in his waist and abdomen, which seemed to be caused by a sharp knife. He was still in a coma when he came out of the operating room, and he needed to go through a 48-hour critical period . The other party had no ID or mobile phone, and Luo Shaoheng couldn't contact his family, so he couldn't just leave him alone, so he had to stay in the hospital by himself.
After staying in the hospital for two days, the person on the bed finally made a weak sound. Luo Shaoheng asked in surprise, "Are you awake?"
Soon he discovered that the other party was probably uttering ravings because of discomfort, and he didn't wake up at all. At this time, his brows were tightly knit, even though there was an ice pack on his forehead, there was still a small amount of sweat, and because of the fever, his face did not change. Started so scary.
I thought I had succeeded in saving lives and healing the wounded, but I didn't expect to be happy for nothing. Luo Shaoheng rolled his eyes, pulled a few tissue papers to help him wipe his sweat, his hand was held just when he touched his face, and the unconscious man tightly clutched his wrist.
"Isn't it honest to be so injured?" Remembering the look in the eyes of this man who frightened him when he was in the alley, Luo Shaoheng complained, pulling his hand away to help him wipe his sweat.
While he was wiping his sweat, the other party murmured something unconsciously, the voice was too vague to hear clearly, Luo Shaoheng lowered his head and approached him curiously.
"… Mother."
"..." Luo Shaoheng was happy when he heard it clearly, pinched his face and said, "My son is good, dad is here, although I don't know who you are, but when you wake up, don't take revenge."
On the third day, Luo Shaoheng finally fell asleep lying on the bedside after two days of staying up. When he woke up, he saw that the person who had been in a coma for the past two days had woken up and was tilting his head. Looking at him, the two looked at each other, and the other asked hoarsely: "... who are you?"
"Me?" Luo Shaoheng pointed to himself and smiled, "I'm Luo Shaoheng, what about you?"
"...Shen Mu City."
"Shen Curtain City..."
Luo Shaoheng babbled unconsciously, his head lost gravity and shook, he opened his eyes slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look around.
It's a pity that the place he is in is not a hospital, but a cemetery on the outskirts of the city, and there are no people around him who he dreams of.
"It turned out to be a dream." Luo Shaoheng shook his head and laughed a little, "There is no revenge for revenge, but a promise of body."
He sat up straight, moved his shoulders that were stiff due to maintaining the same posture for too long, moved his eyes to the photo of Shen Mucheng, bent his eyes and smiled, and said to him: "It's better to sleep by your side , but I'm going back."
As he spoke, he stood up from the ground, stood in front of the tomb for a while, and then said: "I will come to see you next time." Then he turned and left.
There was no trace of hesitation in his steps, but no one saw how reluctant he was.
Because of frequent visits, Luo Shaoheng arrived at the gate of the cemetery, and the guard guarding the cemetery even greeted him. Luo Shaoheng smiled, handed the prepared cigarettes to the other party, exchanged a few pleasantries and then went down the mountain.
The security guard opened the cigarette case and smelled it, then put the cigarette in his pocket cherishingly, and turned his gaze to Luo Shaoheng who was walking down the mountain.
After so many years, he still remembers the expression on Luo Shaoheng's face when he asked him if the cemetery still recruited security guards, as if he had pinned all his hopes on this question, as if a single word "no" could overwhelm him .
Thinking of this, the security guard's long-term vicissitudes of life couldn't help showing a sad expression.