Come With Me

Even if I live with a vegetable all the time who has no consciousness and won't wake up, I still have feelings.
From the salary of Nancy and the help of Robbie, I take it as a responsibility to take care of Rogelio.
In addition to my responsibility, the reason why I am focused on this matter is that I sympathize with Rogelio.
When I see that he eats and drinks water only through the nostrils and stomach tube every day, I feel so sorry for him.
The once handsome man now is like he will never wake up.
I don't know much about Rogelio's past life.
But because of a gratitude letter, I have a little respect for Rogelio.
It was a letter from a poor primary school. The servant asked me to put it away when she gave it to me.
But as the letter was written to Rogelio, I opened the letter at my own decision that day and sat at Rogelio's bedside to read it for
him.
"Hello, Mr. Luo. Thank you for your financial support and investments all the time. Among the twenty poor children you funded,
nine of them have successfully completed the studies of primary school and will soon be promoted to middle school. The other
eleven children have also performed very well in study, and they have promised that they will study hard and repay your help --
the LiShan primary school."
Since then, I believed that Rogelio must be a kind-hearted person.
I put the letter back into the envelope and looked around the room, trying to put it away.
In Rogelio's room, there was a half wall sized bookcase with some books and decorations on it.
Among all the boxes, there was a box of extremely exquisite workmanship. The size of the box was just a little larger than an
envelope.
At that time, I just thought that this delicate box was fit for this precious letter, so I went over to the box, took it off and opened it.
But to my surprise, there was also a thick pile of letters in that little box.

I picked them up out of curiosity, and found that each envelope was written with a date on the left, and the letters were placed in
order by the date.
I took the letter with the earliest date on it.
Inside the envelope was a beautiful pink letter with neat writings on it.
"Rogelio, do you still remember the time when I was little? I almost got lost? I remember that it was raining heavily that day. You
got off the car and held an umbrella for me and sent me home. Maybe you've forgotten what happened many years ago, but
maybe you don't know that from that moment on, you've been the only one in my heart... "
Seeing this love letter, I walked to Rogelio's bed unconsciously and sat quietly beside him.
I'm curious about this story, and I'm curious about what happened to Rogelio in the past, so I can't help but read it out.
"I always want to live in your life, but I'm afraid of disturbing you. I want to be close to you, but I'm afraid that you'll leave me..."
"But I still couldn't help writing this letter for you. I want to tell you that I like you. I want to be with you. In your world, are you
willing to let me stay somewhere..."
When I put down the letter, I looked at Rogelio, and read the signature on the letter -- Michelle Qi.
At that moment, I didn't know if I was hallucinating. I seemed to see Rogelio's eyelid twitched.
My heart skipped a beat. I wasn't sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me. I got closer to her and looked at him seriously.
"Rogelio? Can you hear me? "
No response......
"Michelle Qi!"
There was still no response. I thought I had a hallucination.
I put the letter away and put it back in the box. Looking at the delicate box in my hand, I thought that Michelle Qi must be an
important woman to Rogelio, or he wouldn't have cherished these letters so much.
I saw Rogelio lying on the bed and didn't make any change. "Don't worry. I'll read a letter to you every day."

Because I respected Rogelio for funding the poor children, and also felt it was a pity for him to just sleep on the bed until he will
die. That night, I began to search online for posts on how to take care of vegetables, how to help them wake up.
Although the chances are slim for people like Rogelio who has been in a coma for one year, I still want to do my best.
But I have never thought that I, who has been infinitely quiet, would also get into trouble.
I remember that day, I stayed up late because of research. Before I went to bed, I was thirsty, and I had no water in my room, so
I went to the kitchen to get some water to drink.
As soon as I walked down the stairs, I was hit by someone and my body was out of control, almost falling to the stairs.
Then I heard something fell on the ground. It sounded like there were several things. I thought it must be something very small,
because the sound was not loud.
The light in the corridor was dim. Before I could see clearly what it was, a woman beside me quickly covered it with her hand and
put it back to her cloth.
That person stood up in a hurry. With the help of the faint light, I was able to see generally who she was. She was a servant who
worked for Nancy, and her main job was to clean the whole floor of the second floor where Nancy lived.
"Fannie, it's late at night. Why are you here?"
Without looking at me, Fannie just covered her stuff and said, "didn't you stay up late?"
Then Fannie left in a hurry.
I didn't think too much at that time, but next morning, Fannie knocked at the door and said Nancy asked me to go to her room.
I was still confused at that time. It's not just that Nancy doesn't like me. She was also warned not to let her see me.
What's more, this time every day she would be having breakfast.
But I didn't think too much about it at that time. I thought there was something to warn me, so I went upstairs.
I knocked on the door several times on the second floor, but nobody answered. After thinking for a while, I decided to go to the
dining room and see if Nancy was there. What she want to do.

When I arrived at the dining room, I found that Nancy was having breakfast there, thinking that perhaps Fannie was telling the
wrong address.
"Aunt, are you looking for me?"
Frowned, Nancy glanced at me in disgust. Then she closed her eyes and waved at me, "don't show up in front of me when you
are free. Don't you understand?"
In fact, I felt very aggrieved, pursing my lips and retreating two steps. As if she was unable to eat after seeing me, she stood up,
turned around and went upstairs.
But a few moments later, I heard Nancy yelling sharply, "Maria..."
After a short while, Maria went out of Nancy 's room with rage and instructed all servants of the Luo family to gather in the hall.
We all stood in a line in the hall and many of us were whispering to each other to ask what happened.
Maria stood on the stairs, trying to be taller than others.
"The Luo family is in trouble today. The jewelry of Mrs. Nancy was gone."
Maria said and glanced sharply around us. "You'd better admit it as soon as possible. Don't wait for me to find out who did it, I
will call the police. "
After Maria finished her words, people whispered to each other.
"I'm a gardener. I seldom get in the first floor, not to mention the Mrs. Nancy's room on the second floor!"
"Exactly! I don't even have a chance to come in!"
Many people were trying to prove their innocence.
Maria thought it was reasonable. She pointed at them and said, "you guys really haven't got a chance to come in. If you have
nothing else to do, you can leave now."
"Someone who tries to get close to Mrs. Nancy's room stayed there. Or anyone who has any clue about it."

The rest of the people scrambled to prove that they haven't entered Mrs. Nancy's room these days, and they even asked others
to testify.
At that moment, I looked hesitantly at Fannie who was sweating in her hand. Although I did not want to make a conclusion, it is
hard to hide my doubts.
But Fannie vigilantly sensed my gaze, like a hedgehog that erected up its spikes. Her eyes suddenly got a bit fiercer. She
suddenly raised her hand and pointed at me, shouting to Maria loudly, "it's her. I saw her go to Mrs. Nancy's room this
morning..."