Chapter 33： Gift

Minglu entered the door with the news of the Luo family, and happened to see Luo Chi falling on his back between Ming Weiting's arms, and was startled: "Sir, what's the matter with the young master?"

Ming Weiting grabbed Luo Chi's head and neck in time, and put his arms back to protect him, making him lie back slowly: "I fainted from fright."

Ming Lu was stunned: "What?"

Ming Weiting sat back by the bed and looked at the data displayed on the monitoring device: "There are some debts, and the amount is quite large. It may not be finished in a year or two."

"What's this?" Ming Lu was dumbfounded. "How much do you owe? We'll just settle it."

Ming Weiting shook his head: "I want him to come by himself."

He changed a cotton ball, tried it on the back of his hand, confirmed that it was soft enough, and carefully dipped the remaining water vapor between Luo Chi's eyelashes little by little.

He is weighing whether he should not report the real number, but halve or zero it appropriately.

That night at the hotel, Luo Chi had repeatedly emphasized to him that he was very serious about painting. If it weren't for this kind of inspirational work, it would take three or five days to finish a painting.

It will take about half a year to start writing after taking care of your body.

A painting slowly in three or five days is another year or two. There are always a few days of rest in between, maybe three or four years, and a little more rest, maybe five or six years.

"You can only come by yourself."

Ming Weiting replaced the cotton ball with the back of his hand, and lightly touched Luo Chi's closed eyelashes: "There is no hurry."

Ming Lu didn't know what to do, so he put down his things and went to check, and confirmed that Luo Chi was relieved only because he had survived another headache attack and was too tired and fell asleep.

"Are you unwilling to let others help?" Ming Lu said with a smile, "That's fine, the young master is very capable."

The sky was getting dark outside the window. Minglu turned on the soft ambient light and closed the curtains: "In this case, Mr. will accompany him to return it slowly."

Ming Weiting agreed with this statement, nodded, put Luo Chi's hand in his palm to warm it, and slowly massaged those weakly curled fingers.

He did the math, and the numbers were neither high nor low.

Luo Chi has always refused to renege on his debts, so Luo Chi will live well for five or six years.

He will accompany Luo Chi, and he can help hold the easel. If Luo Chi has no ideas and feels bored, he can take Luo Chi to all the places that can inspire inspiration, to see the most beautiful scenery, and to see people in every place.

You don't have to be in a hurry to finish the painting in three or five days, you can go to the scenery to play and relax when you are halfway through the painting. After spending five or six years in this way, Luo Chi may feel that the world is not completely boring.

Luo Chi might be willing to accept his invitation and leave the dense fog completely.

"That's right, sir."

Minglu remembered his intentions, went back to the table, and took the things he brought: "The guests are being entertained."

Under Luo Chi's current situation, it was impossible for Ming Weiting to leave the ward and go out to deal with those boring things in person.

Minglu arranged the information on the computer. He didn't know to what extent Luo Chi's hearing had recovered, so he deliberately blurred the content of what he said: "The Xun family asked him how awake he was."

Ming Weiting nodded and motioned him to put the computer beside the bed: "Tell the truth."

"Maybe it's not easy." Minglu whispered, "The truth is too important to her, she just keeps covering up and escaping it, so I've been... I know."

Ming Lu suddenly stopped talking, he met the coldness in Ming Weiting's eyes, and remembered the part that he ignored.

The truth is important to Luo Chi.

No one listened to Luo Chi, but Luo Chi kept talking. He just wanted a truth, he just wanted to figure it all out.

Luo Chi was willing to use all his belongings in exchange for a shadow who met by chance, believing that he had done nothing wrong.

"I see, sir." Minglu said, "I'll let them figure out a way."

Mingweiting lowered his gaze and stopped speaking.

He still held Luo Chi's hand, turned on the computer with one hand, and put on a headset on the side not leaning against the bed.

…

The Ming family was very polite to the Luo family master.

In the early morning of yesterday, the Luo family took the eldest son to the cruise ship that was moored in the port for the seized container.

Luo Chengxiu was not stupid and would not think that this was an innocent disaster.

He soon asked someone to find out the doorway of Luo Chi's ticket, and he also found the hotel where Ming Weiting took Luo Chi to, and guessed how this disaster hit the lifeline of Luo's family.

Although I couldn't figure out how such a one-sided relationship would allow the "Mister" of the Ming family to take revenge on Luo Zhi's behalf... But for Luo Chengxiu, this kind of thing was not in the scope of what he had to figure out.

Facing the established fact, Luo Chengxiu took Luo Jun directly on the cruise.

Luo Chengxiu dragged Luo Jun onto the deck, and explained to Ming Lu, who brought people over, that it was this incompetent evil that hindered Luo Zhi, and the Ming family could do whatever they wanted.

Luo Jun was dragged like a ghost, staggering, and was thrown on the deck by his father.

…

He didn't just start to be like this today.

After returning from the sea, some people already felt that Luo Jun's situation was a little wrong.

He seemed to have acquired some kind of weird habit that couldn't stop, leaving the company's pile of work alone and having to keep looking at the rescue lists, rescue videos and the latest rescue progress. There's really nothing to see, and he's endlessly tracking down obscure old things.

For example, who sent the cufflinks, such as why a contract that was about to collapse many years ago suddenly became smooth, such as the severe crisis the company encountered the year before, and what happened to the funds drawn by Vice President Jian thing…

This kind of thing happened the most five years ago. If you go back to ten years ago, Luo Jun can receive gifts on almost all festivals, and only birthdays are left after a few years.

There are no birthdays left, only when the company's situation is the most severe, the sudden turn of events or two.

Luo Jun seemed to have guessed the answers to these questions long ago, so he was not surprised when he got the answers.

Because of these answers, he became more and more dazed, and his whole person was so gloomy and cold that it was almost terrifying, but he wanted to confirm it himself as if he was abusing himself.

He pressed these people over and over again why they hadn't told him the truth earlier.

The branch manager who was pressed by him almost burst into tears: "Why didn't we tell you... Didn't Luo Zhi tell you! All the evidence is given to you!"

Luo Jun was smashed by this answer, and blood filled his throat. He didn't believe he could do such a thing, so he forced the other party to dig out all the company's surveillance over the years and searched it day by day.

…When I found the surveillance video, almost as soon as I saw the picture, my memory came up from the depths that seemed to be shielded by the subconscious instinct.

That day Luo Zhi came to the company to find him.

Luo Zhi had not come to him for a long time. When he came to him that day, he looked very calm. He gave him a file bag in his hand and called him brother very politely and solemnly.

"Brother." Luo Zhi said to him, "I just found out, you may have misunderstood something."

Luo Zhi said to him: "I asked someone to call the money, you can check it, I will let someone cooperate with you..."

Luo Jun looked at the screen on the surveillance camera. He looked at himself who slammed the file bag on Luo Zhi angrily, as if he was looking at a monster.

People always do this. When their self-righteous prejudice has reached the extreme, what they see in their eyes is the answer they want to see, and they will supplement the logic they are willing to accept.

When Luo Zhi came to him, he had already decided that Luo Zhi was a wicked younger brother. Therefore, he logically believed that Luo Zhi must be slandering Jian Huaiyi, and even shamelessly wanted to seize Jian Huaiyi's hard-earned results.

Luo Jun even believed that he must have had doubts at that time - such doubts would only inspire more violent revolt and denial, which would only make him even more embarrassed and angry.

The embarrassed Luo Jun instinctively refused to think about another possibility, refused to believe and accept, but he was such an ineffective younger brother who would only mess around and cause trouble, and had the ability to help him when he was at his most critical.

Compared to Luo Jun's unprovoked rage and weakness, Luo Zhi was rather calm, and just leaned over and picked up the document bag.

"I always thought, you know I gave you those, and I'm glad for that."

Luo Zhi's eyes fell on his cuff, and then slowly turned to his tie: "Why did Brother Chen Bai do this?"

Luo Zhi seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be asking him, "Brother, do you need my present?"

Luo Jun was silenced by Luo Zhi's strange calmness, but his offended anger rose more clearly in the blink of an eye.

He must have said something ugly and hurtful, so hurt that Luo Zhi leaned against the door to look at him, but instead slowly rolled his eyes and smiled softly.

…

Luo Jun was pushed out by Luo Chengxiu and handed over to the Ming family for disposal.

He has been punished for kneeling too many times these days. He rolled unsteadily on the deck and looked at Luo Chengxiu with his arms propped up: "Father, I want to know."

Luo Jun didn't want to ask Luo Chengxiu why he had to hand him over, he killed Luo Zhi, he deserved it, he just wanted to know another thing: "Did mother exchange those gifts for Jian Huaiyi?"

There are many people intervening in this matter.

Ren Chenbai has been deceiving Luo Zhi in his name.

Ren Chenbai told Luo Zhi that Luo Jun liked his gift very much, and Luo Jun was very happy to receive the gift. Luo Jun actually wanted to take him home, but he was worried that it would irritate his mother, so he had to temporarily wrong him.

Luo Zhi was still young at that time, because he believed this, so he was happier to give him more carefully prepared gifts.

Later, Luo Zhi grew up and began to perceive the clues, and the gifts became less.

Later, Luo Zhi stopped giving him gifts, but only stepped in to help when the company's situation was bad.

Then there was that conflict. Luo Zhi came to him to make it clear that he was furious and threw Luo Zhi out... After that, Luo Zhi no longer gave him gifts, no longer asked anything about the Luo family's business, and no longer Look at him seriously.

Luo Zhi just casually called him "big brother" while playing games, and laughed and said some gossip that didn't matter and he knew he wouldn't listen.

Luo Jun took that as disrespect, and every time he was angry, he never watched Luo Zhi's game carefully.

He went to play that game later, and he's been playing all these days, but there's no way he can keep the character alive.

The villain on the screen ran forward desperately, dodging the oncoming subway, dodging the vicious dog and the inspector chasing behind him, the villain slammed into the fence heavily, rolled to the ground GAMEOVER, and lost his life. .

"You're here to turn this old account with me now?!"

In his ear, Luo Chengxiu asked him sharply, "How could I know about this? What if your mother changed?"

Luo Chengxiu said in a cold voice, "Luo Jun, your mother's brain is not clear. Even if she did, she just wanted to make Huai Yi get closer to you. I didn't know that such a trivial matter could make you harm your own brother... "

Luo Jun shook his head. He didn't want to turn over the old accounts, nor did he want to excuse himself: "It's my own problem."

"It was me who had a prejudice against my younger brother first," Luo Jun said. "It was because of me. I wanted to believe this lie, and I wanted to believe it myself."

"I've been so bad to my brother, I don't protect him, I don't help him, I see him being bullied by everyone, how can he give me gifts?"

"How dare he give me a gift, is it to prove that I am the worst person in the world?"

Luo Jun lowered his head and looked at his hand: "So I am willing to believe that this is from Jian Huaiyi. I don't ask anything, and I don't check anything."

Luo Chengxiu's face was cold, he looked at the eldest son who was getting more and more weird and neurotic, and pulled him up: "Luo Jun, let me tell you—"

"You don't have to tell me, I have something to tell you, father."

Luo Jun looked at the Ming family who were standing in the distance with cold eyes. He retracted his gaze and still looked at his hand: "Father, do you still remember my tie clip?"

"That was given to me by my younger brother." Luo Jun said, "not Jian Huaiyi."

Luo Chengxiu's expression was already faintly annoyed by being offended.

He didn't understand how the eldest son he had always been proud of suddenly became like this, and why the Ming family didn't come to drag the culprit away and let this matter be over as soon as possible, but let them stay on deck like this Embarrassed to say some useless nonsense.

Is it just to see their jokes?

The Luo family's jokes had been seen enough, and that cruise was a nightmare.

He shouldn't have agreed to this trip at all from the beginning, and he shouldn't have let the whole family go to that villa.

Luo Chengxiu couldn't hold back the violent irritability that surged up. Even though he knew clearly that this was the Ming family's territory, the worsening situation these days had finally become the last straw. He completely lost control and slapped his eldest son. face.

"Your brother is gone, don't you think I'm not sad?! If I knew he was also on the cruise, I wouldn't let you see him at all!"

Luo Chengxiu said sharply: "I'm obviously ready to deal with him! You pushed him into the sea, and now it's too late!"

"Yes, I ignored him in the past, but did I let you hurt him?!" Luo Chengxiu tugged at the collar of the eldest son, "Who told you to do this?! How dare you—"

"Father." Luo Jun lowered his head and said, "The tie clip was given by my brother."

Luo Chengxiu didn't expect that he would dare to ask this at this time, the whole person was almost furious, panting violently, staring at the eldest son who had become a complete stranger.

"I tell you this because the designer of this tie clip is a well-known designer."

Luo Jun seemed to be completely unaware of his anger: "This is the business of the company under my jurisdiction. You don't know much about it, maybe it's not clear."

Luo Jun said: "This designer is the founder of a multinational jewelry group."

Luo Chengxiu raised one hand, but suddenly stopped at a familiar word, and the fierce anger that had been forcibly suppressed also solidified in his eyes.

Luo Jun reported his name and smiled: "Are you familiar? Father."

Luo Chengxiu stood still.

...Why are you not familiar with it?

How could it be unfamiliar?

The Luo family used the birthday banquet for their adopted son to get in touch with several multinational companies, and they were robbing several large diamond mines, trying to grab the mining rights of the mines.

Once this kind of game is entered, there is no way to get out. The more money is burned, the more the Luo family can't stop losses on the spot, and the capital flow of the subsidiary is also filled in.

It is because of the stuck batch of goods that the money being burned by these projects has ceased to flow, and the sky-high liquidated damages will burn into a bottomless hole in an instant.

"What do you mean?" Luo Chengxiu's hands and feet were suddenly cold, and he was inexplicably turning around, as if the entire cruise ship was shaking suddenly, "What do you mean by this?"

Luo Jun groped for his tie, and his hand paused for a while before continuing to stroke it slowly, as if there was still an intact tie clip there.

Ren Shuangmei's connections are far wider than Luo Jia's. For so many years, she has fought back and forth with her opponent in the shopping mall, but instead, she has been sympathetic to each other, and it has long been a relationship of drinking tea together in private.

I heard that Xiao Huo Miao couldn't sleep these days, so she really wanted to give her brother a gift. Ren Shuangmei didn't say a word, and drove him to find an old friend for tea.

The founder is over seventy years old and likes children with artistic talent the most. Watching the boy brought by Ren Shuangmei playing sand painting with her grandchildren, and watching the color matching the child for a few minutes, she almost robbed him of being a student.

These were all things he asked later on, when he went to the heir who had chatted briefly on the cruise ship.

"It's really talented, it's a pity."

The other party was abroad and didn't know Luo Zhi's accident, so he told him with great interest how the old man liked the child's talent for color sense, and how he told them how bright, rich, lively and enthusiastic those colors were without hesitation.

The other party also said that Luo Zhi had been sending paintings on and off in the past few years. The old man was quite satisfied and asked someone to send them to the gallery for exhibition. It's a pity that I haven't painted much in these years. I asked and said that I had no inspiration, and I don't know what happened...

Although such a large sum of money could never be made up by friendship, if Luo Zhi came forward and delayed the time limit for breach of contract a little bit, it would not be a big deal.

Luo Jun repeated these slowly, and he could feel the admiration in the other person's tone when he listened to it. He thought that if he was a qualified elder brother, he might be qualified and proud to follow his pride at this time.

But he was only slowly stabbed alive by these words.

He tried hard to think about why Luo Zhi stopped painting, and then he thought he was ridiculous. Is there any need to think about this kind of question.

"Father, I want to tell you." Luo Jun said, "I couldn't get this far."

Luo Jun said, "We deserve it."

Luo Chengxiu didn't say a word, staring at him fiercely, as if trying to see any hint of lying in him.

Luo Jun just stood up staggeringly. He walked up to Ming Lu and handed over his hands: "I killed my brother."

Luo Jun asked, "How do you want me to atone for my sin? Thank you for helping me."

Minglu shook his head.

Luo Jun's pupils trembled, and he suddenly felt fear.

"I made a mistake." Luo Jun stopped Ming Lu, "You guys are going to torture me, I'm sorry Luo Zhi, he can't take revenge himself, you guys—"

"Mr. Luo." Minglu said, "You still call him Luo Zhi now."

Luo Jun suddenly froze in place.

"You are the eldest son of the Luo family and the future heir of the Luo family. There is a younger brother under you, called Jian Huaiyi, and a younger sister, called Luo Cheng."

Minglu opened the information: "This is your kinship. As for the Luo Zhi you are looking for, he is there."

Ming Lu closed the document, raised his hand and pointed to the dark and deep sea under the night.

"The one we invited as a guest is the Luo family. If you have finished the conversation, please ask the Luo family to come with us."

Ming Lu turned to Luo Chengxiu, who seemed to have lost his soul. Two silent and strong crew members passed behind him and held Luo Chengxiu's arms.

Luo Jun was still standing there.

No one came to see him again, and he didn't even deserve to be punished, because he didn't deserve to be a brother at all, and he never did.

He watched his father being taken into the cabin, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Luo Zhi in his memory asked him, "Brother, do you need my gift?"

Another Luo Zhi in my memory leaned against the side of the boat, his blank and empty eyes moved slowly, without speaking, he looked up at him with difficulty.

In what may have been a long time, that was the first time Luo Zhi took a serious look at him again, and it turned out to be the last time.

He was still calling Luo Zhi, and he didn't dare to touch that name.

Luo Jun raised his hand, he was still slowly touching the tie, he had been trying to touch the tie clip again these days, and then he could believe it was a dream.

His hand suddenly stopped on the edge of his tie.

Luo Jun's heart was beating wildly at a strange speed, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he slowly lowered his head with difficulty.

... He saw the ten-year-old Luo Chi standing on tiptoe in front of him, nimbly and quickly took off his tie clip.

The child shook his tie clip, nimbly flew up, and disappeared in a flash.

Luo Jun chased after him in a panic, and he looked around for the person he had lost. Then he saw Luo Zhi, twenty-three years old, leaning against the side of the boat.

Luo Zhi looked at him seriously, his eyes slowly curling up.

"Don't laugh." Luo Jun said stumblingly, "Don't laugh, don't laugh if you're sad."

"You come to hate me, come to hate me." Luo Jun said, "come to punish me."

Luo Jun was almost begging him: "Come and punish me, I was wrong, I was wrong, little—"

He wanted to call out the name that once belonged to his younger brother, but when the air flow reached his mouth, he realized that he no longer had the ability to say this word.

He didn't go to help his younger brother, he watched that name was taken away, so he didn't deserve to be called Luo Zhi anymore.

Luo Zhi was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Luo Zhi said something to him, his mouth overlapped with Luo Zhi who was leaning against the office door that day.

"Brother." Before going out that day, Luo Zhi called him for the last time, "Goodbye."

The BGM of the game Luo Zhi often played rang in his ears, and the sound was so real that it seemed like he was there.

He saw Luo Zhi like the character in the game, deftly holding his tie clip and turning over the side of the ship.

Luo Jun pounced on him and caught hold of the icy night mist.

The coat of the windbreaker fell in front of his eyes, and was swallowed by the sea of ​​ice in an instant, without ripples.