Chapter 127 Flowing Water, Fallen Flowers, Spring Gone
After the reporter left, Jin Cheng could no longer hold on and slowly closed his eyes.
The bandaged fingers moved slowly, as if trying to grasp something.
The scene shifted, and Xin Que was standing in the courtyard of the Luo family villa.
Jin Cheng's injuries have not fully healed yet; his legs are still tightly bound, and he can only sit in a wheelchair.
The bandages on his eyes had been removed, but there were still several shocking scars on his face.
The caregiver pushed him into the villa.
The Luo family members waited in the villa with forced smiles.
"Now that you're back, take good care of your injuries," Mr. Luo said, trying to maintain his previous kind demeanor. "Those cultists who hurt you have all been arrested, so don't be afraid."
Jin Cheng showed little expression.
"By the way," Madam Luo smoothed things over for her husband, and also extended an olive branch to Jin Cheng, indicating that the Luo family truly wanted to accept him, "Those rumors outside are getting wild, Xiao Cheng, please don't overthink it."
"Tomorrow your father will take you to the police station to change your name. Let's let outsiders see how the Luo family treats Xiao Cheng, so they won't gossip anymore."
"Xiao Cheng, we are a family, so let's not let outsiders sow discord among us and damage the reputation of the Luo family... Don't you agree?"
Jin Cheng smiled wryly and said, "Mm."
Only they themselves knew that the reason they had to swallow their pride and try to win over this child was because they were already being watched by the police.
The police extracted some information related to the Luo family from the members of the "Eternal Life and Disaster Relief Society" they had arrested.
They now suspect that the couple was very likely aware that their adopted son had been abducted.
Mr. Luo almost couldn't maintain his kind expression when he thought of the suspicious look in the police's eyes when they came to his door.
We must first suppress the public opinion on the trending topics that suspects them of buying orphans to take human lives as substitutes.
"What name do you want?" Mr. Luo asked. "Your second uncle is here too. He loves reading poetry and literature, so why don't you let him come up with a good name for you?"
“Wenyong,” Mr. Luo turned to look at the gloomy-looking middle-aged man, “you should come up with a good name.”
After a moment, he added a meaningful explanation, "It should have a good artistic conception, to suppress Xiao Cheng's fate of attracting disaster."
Luo Wenyong looked down at the badly injured boy in the wheelchair, his brows furrowed slightly, and soon thought of a good name.
"Didn't Master Zhen say that Jin Cheng has a strong destiny?" The man looked down at Jin Cheng, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion. "Li Yu's poem is quite good, gentle and graceful, which is just right to balance it out."
"Fallen flowers mark the passing of spring, a world apart," Luo Wenyong smiled. "Luo Hua, what do you think?"
Madam Luo thought for a moment and felt that the name seemed a bit perfunctory. "Xiao Cheng, what do you think?"
Jin Cheng's face remained expressionless. "Whatever you like."
Mrs. Luo gave an awkward smile.
The ID card that was finally handed to Jin Cheng had the three characters "Luo Huayi" printed on it.
Under the spotlight, Mr. and Mrs. Luo looked gentle, with a young Luo Huayi sandwiched between them. "Those marketing accounts that slander and spread rumors about our family, the Luo family will definitely pursue them to the end!"
Xin Que sat in the press section, watching the reporters frantically snapping photos around her, and had the illusion of observing Luo Huayi's life from the sidelines.
Through countless cameras and flashes, Luo Huayi's gaze was blank, and for a moment, whether by coincidence or not, it was unclear.
The two gazed at each other from afar.
The hideous scars on Luo Huayi's face were thus recorded on countless memory cards.
Afterwards, Luo Huayi stood on the stage and was sent to the best plastic surgery hospital by the Luo couple in a high-profile manner, with press releases flying everywhere.
The Luo family seems to be sparing no effort to bring Luo Huayi to the forefront.
Their youngest son has never appeared in public since birth, and even his name cannot be found.
Naturally, a second kidnapping, a third kidnapping...
Amidst the barrage of gunfire and cameras, Luo Huayi was repeatedly escorted by police officers as he stepped out of the police car. Time and again, the Luo couple, with tears in their eyes, rushed forward to embrace their adopted son, who had escaped death countless times.
Countless marketing campaigns praising the Luo family for cherishing their adopted son as if he were their lifeblood flooded the public eye, repeatedly propelling the Luo family to the top of trending topics.
"Isn't that stupid?" The young man, trapped on the stage by the spotlight, spoke numbly. The flashes were as bright as lightning, blinding everyone, but his eyes were already used to it.
"When I first approached reporters to retaliate, I thought I could turn the tables on this behemoth, but they were much smarter."
"My little schemes are not even a threat in their eyes. On the contrary, they can be used as stepping stones to help them climb to the next level with just a flick of their finger."
Luo Huayi's fingertips twitched, and before anyone knew it, a withered wild grass appeared in her hand, which she twirled back and forth.
The wild grass was finely crushed into dust.
Xin Que sat amidst the densely packed reporters, legs crossed, hands casually resting on her knees, watching the boy on stage whose eyes were gradually going numb.
Luo Huayi's image flashed through a jumble of characters before quickly returning to his disheveled state in the woods. "I thought you could save me."
The boy's skin and flesh fell off in a cascade, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. "When I was about to be beaten to death by those people, I really thought that you would guide me to escape to safety again, just like you did in the forest."
But no.
Countless dark nights, Jin Cheng faced despair time and time again, placing his hopes for escape on that fleeting phantom.
Until now, Cheng became Luo Huayi, until Luo Huayi completely turned into a walking corpse.
The spotlight shifted, searching back and forth in the audience, faster and faster, but it couldn't find the person the boy was looking for.
Because Luo Huayi had never seen this person before.
The only thing that could prove she once existed was those unseen and intangible words in his palm.
"Click—"
"Click-clack—"
The space began to collapse, and then, through the gaps reflecting the firelight, countless black ropes of the Judgment Magpie from the Hellfire Hell were forcibly driven in.
The scorching hot iron quickly locked onto Xin Que's position, then rained down on the woman in the seat.
It was just a hair's breadth away.
Just as Xin Que was ready to roll away and exert force, the iron chain seemed to be pulled backward as if by something out of thin air.
The garbled characters flashing on Luo Huayi's body became more and more frequent. Sometimes it was a bloodied man who was not human when he was kidnapped, sometimes it was a boy covered in dirt and in a mess, and sometimes it was the familiar appearance of him after he grew up.
The mechanical voices clamoring in his ears, trying to drill into his bones, were like steel stamps imprinting his thoughts, urging Luo Huayi to direct his anger towards Xin Que time and time again.
【she is……】
She could have saved you...
Your life has countless opportunities to be rewritten and saved.
But the only person who had this opportunity was reluctant to extend a helping hand to you from beginning to end.
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