rose ashes

Luo Yang looked at Luo Ke and suddenly laughed out loud. He took a few steps back and leaned against the door, then saw Ye Gu slowly coming in from outside.

"Why should I believe you? I don't accept your apology, and I don't believe your words. Please leave."
At the end, even Luo Yang herself didn't notice how trembling her voice was. Her fingers were tightly gripping the door handle, and she was about to close the door.

Until the familiar red rope appeared by the door frame, Luo Yang was completely protected behind him, and he could no longer see Luo Ke and Luo Jiancheng within his field of vision.

"If she needs it, I will support her. As for what you just said, it remains to be seen. This is not the place you should come to. I don't think I need to order you to leave."
Ye Gu just looked at Luo Ke, his eyes as cold as You Tan.

Ye Gu still nodded slightly to Luo Jiancheng, not losing the most basic courtesy.

Everything was fine just now, but now the whole room seemed like a natural ice cellar. Luo Yang was like a walking corpse, unable to hear any sound and not paying attention to the people around him.
The palms of my hands tremble uncontrollably, and only when I curl them up slightly can I feel the warmth of sweat oozing out of them, which proves that I am still alive.

"No, impossible, no, no..."
Luo Yang muttered to himself in a very low voice, shaking his head slightly, his mind filled with Luo Ke's arrogant expression and confident words.

She said she was her biological sister, a blood-related sister, how could this be possible? She must be lying to herself, just like when they first met, Rocco always had endless tricks to deceive her.

When Xiye went downstairs, he saw Luo Yang walking aimlessly in the hall in a daze. He looked ethereal, as if he had lost the weight of his flesh, like a soul that would drift away with the wind.

Seeing that he was about to hit the pillar, Xi hurried downstairs.

Luo Yang was picked up in the air, and his vision was completely blocked by a large, soft blanket. Only the light shining through the gaps in the wool was left, scattered and weak.

"Let's go home, don't be afraid."
Ye Gu was not good at speaking, but he still tried hard not to mention what Luo Yang couldn't accept just now. He just used his limited and single comforting vocabulary to find suitable words to try to soothe Luo Yang's mental breakdown.

Until they got in the car, Ye Gu did not take away the blanket that blocked her entire vision. He just put his hand slowly on her shoulder, soothing her slowly and gently without saying anything.

Luo Yang felt his cheek unconsciously getting wet. He reached out and brushed his cheek. The transparent, rippling water on his fingertips slid down his knuckles into his palm.

She pursed her lips slightly and tasted an indescribable salty taste in her throat, which she didn't like at all.

She couldn't even make out the crocheted threads of the blanket, only a blurry patch of mixed-color light. Luo Yang clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands, trying to swallow the tears back into her stomach, but it was no use. The tears came rushing in like a flood, more and more.

Eventually, she couldn't control her crying, and whimpering sounds gradually began to appear in the car. Not loud, but very suppressed, as if she was vowing to let out all the tears she had shed over the years in one go.

Ye Gu looked at his violently shaking shoulders, the corners of his eyes becoming redder. He reached out and pressed a button, and the partition in the middle of the car slowly rose up, completely isolating the front driver's seat.

The space was cramped, and even the quietest cry was deafening to Ye Gu's ears.

His eyes never moved away from that direction until there was movement under the blanket and the crying slowly stopped. Only then did Ye Gu lean back in the chair as if he was dozing off.

Luo Yang turned sideways with red eyes and looked at Ye Gu, his voice hoarse, "Your acting skills... are too bad. I know you are not asleep. You don't have to be like this."
Seeing Ye Gu like this, Luo Yang suddenly wanted to cry again. Before Ye Gu could comfort him, his cries came like pearls falling on a jade plate, catching him off guard.

"You make me even more sad..."
She is obviously not that good and not worthy. Even Ms. Yang is unwilling to accompany her. She is just a homeless person.

If Luo Jiancheng had said something to deny that what Luo Ke said was nonsense, she would have chosen to believe him. However, he didn't. He said nothing.
The face that slapped her in anger made her heart fall to the bottom at that moment. Every evasive look was trampling her heart harder into the ground.

The tears were unstoppable. Ye Gu was in a panic and wiped the corners of Luo Yang's eyes with his fingertips, but tears soon came again.

He was at a loss, like a frightened child, and even began to wipe her tears with the cuffs of his shirt.

The cuffs of his shirt were wet, and his skin was faintly visible. Luo Yang had been crying for a long time and began to hiccup, but once emotions were released, it was difficult to control them, and it was even worse for those who had suppressed their emotions for too long.
Luo Yang is now in a state that is out of control.

After entering the house, even Aunt Li came forward to ask about the situation, but was blocked by Ye Gu. He just carried Luo Yang upstairs step by step, comforting her softly.

"Would you like some water? I'll ask Aunt Li to bring some up later, okay?"
"Do your eyes hurt? Let's go up and put some eye drops in before crying, okay? Or maybe we can rest for a while before crying?"
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? Or should we eat something first and cry later?"
……

Luo Yang felt a headache while crying, so he reached out to cover his mouth, and spoke in a hoarse and slow voice, enunciating each word: "You, talk so much, aren't you tired, ..."

Ye Gu's lips drooped slightly and he closed his mouth. He just didn't want to see her cry.

But if she was sad and had to cry, he would wipe her tears.

/ / /
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Luo Yang, with her eyes swollen from crying, suddenly felt very pathetic and a failure.
She hugged her knees, resting her chin on them, her eyes dull.
"I am a failure. I am almost 30 years old and I can't even make my own home accommodate me."

Ye Gu sat down beside her with a cup of hot milk and draped a blanket over her shoulders. "Then I am also a failure. I can make a woman cry."

Luo Yang glanced at him resentfully, as if Ye Gu would always say something funny when she wanted to be serious. Ye Gu received her gaze, but did not dodge. He naturally tapped her forehead, his fingertips soft and without any strength.
"The way you're looking at me right now makes me feel like there's a sad frog sitting next to me."

Luo Yang: “…”

Ye Gu laughed and handed her the milk. "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Drink the milk. You cried for so long just now and consumed your energy. You have to make up for it."

Luo Yang looked at the cup of milk in front of him, which was of the right temperature. His gaze remained still for a while, and he reached out to take it.

It was a chaotic day and Luo Yang was exhausted. Not long after she lay down on the bed, she fell into a deep sleep. Her dream was full of chaotic scenes, but they were slowly moving away from her direction, and the dream gradually became clearer.

In the second half of the night, Ye Gu dragged his numb legs and stretched his neck to walk into the study with difficulty.
Xi Jinzhou is on the night shift tonight. When he found out what happened today, he called him right after finishing the surgery.

"Is everything ok, is she okay?"

Ye Gu supported his legs and walked one step at a time, "I cried for a long time and just fell asleep."

Xi Jinzhou returned to the office, but no one was there. He sat down in the dressing room and scanned the documents at hand.
"What do you think?"

Ye Gu paused, his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his cheek, and his eyelashes were long and soft.
"I was late. I should have gone earlier."

Xi Jinzhou was slightly startled, then sneered, "I was asking what you think about Luo Ke's situation, not what you think about her crying. Why do you lose your mind when she cries?"

Ye Gu didn't say anything for a long while. The electric current from the phone passed through his eardrums. Ye Gu stood in front of the secret compartment in the study, holding the blue envelope.
"Yes, I am at a loss."

Every tear that Luo Yang shed that fell on his hands seemed to penetrate through his thin clothes and lash out at his heart, mercilessly whipping the blood flowing in his body.
It was clearly just warm tears, but they seemed to burn his fingertips and pierce his heart and bones.

Xi Jinzhou twisted his fingertips lightly, pondering, "Who said before that he was the best at hiding?"

Ye Gu was speechless. It seemed that at night he was like a person without a mask, and only in the dark could he dare to leave the darkness.
Peeping at that little bit of light, greedily absorbing the universal brightness.

He put down the letter in his hand and said inexplicably: "Doctor Xi, maybe I am not wishful thinking?"

Xi Jinzhou laughed and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean? It's a two-way trip?"
Ye Gu just smiled and said nothing. He put away the letter at hand and said, "Do me a favor. I want to meet Zhang Peilan's first husband."

Xi Jinzhou shrugged, pretending to be tired, "Alas, there is no free lunch in the world..."

Ye Gu shook his head helplessly, "No matter what, I agree. Is Doctor Xi satisfied with my sincerity?"

"Deal." Xi Jinzhou smiled. He also knew that all he could get from Ye Gu was a bottle of Tibetan wine.

/ / /
It was not until noon the next day that Luo Yang got up from the bed in a daze, eyes half sleepy.

Breakfast and a note were safely placed on the bedside table. It was left by Ye Gu. The content was concise and clear - I have asked for leave for you, have a good rest today, and go to work after you have recovered. Call me if you have anything, I am always free.

Luo Yang looked at Luan Qi Hong Jing's handwriting, which was just like Ye Gu. He would never give up his flamboyance, but he was not annoying at all.

Luo Yang still remembers clearly what happened yesterday. Thinking about it now, it is really a bit embarrassing. It seems that he even cried so much that the cuffs of his shirt were wet.
Luo Yang reached out and ruffled his hair in regret, leaving it as fluffy as a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Trying to distract himself from the scene of crying his heart out yesterday that kept flashing through his mind, Luo Yang began to scroll through his phone.

Yesterday's incident on Weibo seems to have been properly resolved, because with the strong statement, graphic evidence and terms given by the lawyer, those keyboard warriors who were previously rampant in the comment section have long since disappeared.

Luo Yang clicked on the statements one by one and read them. She clicked on Ye Gu’s statement. It was very simple, just a post @her blog with only two words - Wife.
The simple and rough style suits him very well.

Luo Yang felt a little stuffy, and even after shaking out her loose pajamas, she still couldn't get rid of the lingering heat.

Maybe it was because the sun was too bright outside, but Luo Yang's ears were getting hotter. She supported herself with her hands and fanned her cheeks slightly.

A mellow voice suddenly rubbed into my ears: "What's the point of just watching? It's better to let you hear it directly, isn't it, my wife?"

(End of this chapter)