Longmen Memoirs

"Go back and cook."

"Does this often happen in Londinium?"

She put her hands behind her back and looked at the buildings on both sides of the street, as if it was her first time out, full of curiosity about everything around her.

She probably found the meal ticket, so she was in a slightly better mood.

She was very young, and everything around young Aslan seemed to attract her attention.

"Not really, I've only met him once."

Chen Mo said that it had only been a few weeks since he arrived in Londinium. As an outsider, he didn't really know the city.

"You don't look like an indigenous person here?"

She withdrew her gaze and turned her head to fall on Chen Mo.

"The people who came here a few weeks ago are indeed not Aboriginal."

"Where are you from?" she asked casually, not sure if it was a test or just a casual question.

"..."

"Sorry, I just asked casually. You don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"Colombia, I used to live in Colombia, but I was transferred here because of work."

"doing what?"

"It's just a little warehouse management."

"Warehouse manager, is it far from here? I saw a few good restaurants on the road."

Yes, Chen Mo also noticed her eyes on those places, but Miss, how much salary do you think a warehouse manager can get? Please go to have a meal somewhere, don't even want this month's salary.

More importantly, if you run away after eating, I have to think about how to find you and how to keep you here.

Chen Mo didn't speak, as if he didn't know how to answer this sentence, and he acted like an ordinary, even stingy, ordinary citizen.

She seemed to have endless questions, and those questions were all ordinary. As an outsider, at least Chen Mo felt that a Victorian like her shouldn't ask an outsider like him so many questions.

And her question vaguely revealed Aslan's not-so-stable situation in Londinium.

"How long have you lived here?" Chen Mo asked in turn.

"Well...it's been almost 20 years since I was born here."

"Then don't you think it's strange to ask me, a newcomer here, these questions?"

"Ha, maybe it's because I rarely come out." She changed the topic, as if she didn't want to mention these things, and focused her eyes on the streets of the city.

The streets were bustling with people, and she looked there for a few seconds, looking at the various buildings and people, feeling slightly distracted.

"Where's the family?"

Chen Mo turned around, looked at her stunned figure, stopped and asked.

She walked up and followed Chen Mo's footsteps.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I've been away from home for a long time." She replied, and then asked: "What about you?"

"Just like you."

They chatted all the time, including the savior, the guy she saved, the young lady who was inexperienced in the world, and the outsider who harbored evil intentions.

Walking to the corner of the suburbs and turning around a long corridor, Chen Mo saw the chained door of the warehouse, surrounded by a long street, a few scattered shops, and a small park far away. , Chen Mo often went to the bench there to bask in the sun.

Chen Mo took out the key and opened the iron door at the door.

Two warehouses stood there, and there weren't many things in the warehouses. Maybe even the company to which this warehouse belonged didn't remember that there was such a warehouse here.

The advantage of this identity arranged by the Tower of Babel is that it is very inconspicuous and easy to move.

Wang Wang Wang...

The sound of a dog barking sounded after the door was opened. A small mixed-haired puppy rushed out from the corner of the warehouse, ran to Chen Mo, surrounded his legs and started to have fun.

This is a stray dog ​​that Chen Mo picked up outside a few days ago. He can't tell what breed it is. He has no relevant experience. He followed him all the way back and ended up here.

Chen Mo had no idea of ​​adopting it, at least he didn't go to the pet management center in the city to apply for the relevant documents.But after a few days, he still gave the dog a name, although Chen Mo still didn't want to see it.

Chen Mo kicked away the mutt that was jumping around at his feet.

"Go aside."

The mixed-haired dog barked and was kicked away by him. When he saw the stranger coming in behind him, it naturally started barking again, but it soon turned into a howl. It looked like it had seen some natural enemy and turned its head with its tail between its legs. Just run.

"stop!!"

The voice of command sounded from behind, with a fierce momentum.

Chen Mo subconsciously stopped.

It shouldn't have been discovered. Just as Chen Mo was reflecting on his words and deeds along the way, thinking that the woman behind was about to get angry, her voice rang out again.

"I'm not calling you."

Her voice came from behind. Chen Mo reacted and turned his head to see her looking at the mangy dog ​​with interest.

"Squat down," she ordered.

Chen Mo watched in surprise as the mixed-haired dog squatted down obediently.

"stand up!"

"Circle!"

"stand at attention!"

Chen Mo stared dumbfoundedly at the movements the mixed-haired dog made under the command of her fingers. It was destined that no one would tell him why this dog was so obedient.

She seemed to have a natural aura, the aura of a superior person.

Chen Mo also tried to train this dog, but unfortunately it was a real scoundrel. In addition to barking twice, it could only stick out its tongue.

"Have you ever had a dog?"

"No." She shook her head, "It's not very difficult, it just needs to be normal... nothing."

She seemed to have thought of something as she spoke, and did not continue.

"What's the dog's name?"

She seemed to be very interested in the mutt in front of her.

"Prosperity."

This sentence translates to money in Victorian.

"Money?" She looked at Chen Mo strangely. "Are you short of money?"

In her memory, she seemed to have never had the concept of money.

"Yeah, everyone doesn't like money. I always dream of making money. Of course it's good to have money."

Chen Mo was talking nonsense and handed the ingredients in his hand to the other hand, took out the key from his clothes bag and opened the door.

"Welcome to my house."

"Excuse me."【>-

She politely followed Chen Mo into the door, not knowing whether to lure the wolf into the house or the sheep into the tiger's mouth.

It's not so much that I met her as that I picked her up, just like I picked up that mangy dog.

Maybe this incident didn't happen at the beginning, and it wouldn't have caused so many troubles later on. At least I didn't expect that the first step of coming to Victoria could be realized so quickly.

Thinking about it later, it should be the fate between us, but most of the time, the people I meet are not destined to each other.

It's a pity that in the end, when I wanted to abandon her, I found that I couldn't let go of that hand. Her eyes seemed to tell me this fact.

It was the look in the eyes of a homeless man when he was helpless, just like me in the past ten years.

I cherish the memories of that ordinary life, like my long-gone fantasies, and this Aslan makes up for some of those missing parts.

She appeared after I settled my grudges with Longmen and completely gave up on the past, and I happened to appear during her most confused period.

Chapter 35 [Prince in Trouble]

Of course I would have some complicated feelings for that Aslan, and when she showed her yearning to someone as despicable as me who tried to take advantage of her without any secret, I would naturally be attracted by her free and easy eyes. attract.

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That summer many years ago, this picture had appeared in Chen Mo's mind, and as time went by, he gradually lost it somewhere.

When he returned to Longmen, Longmen was still the same Longmen, a strange yet familiar city to Chen Mo. The strangeness was that he had never seen everything in Longmen, but the familiarity was that everything for him started there.

He kept telling himself that he had to go back one day, but what he could do after he went back. Chen Mo actually didn't have much expectations in his heart. He would inevitably have some unrealistic fantasies about the past when he was a child, but no matter what he did Still Sfeldt.

They all know that a child's past is just the past, a childish story that can be recalled but cannot be pursued.

Longmen...

Everyone there is strange and hostile to Chen Mo, especially when he has to face Wei Yanwu and the entire Dragon Gate. The fox is right. Once he chooses to stand on the opposite side of the Dragon Gate, The whole city would be his enemy and he would be alone.

He couldn't give up everything he had, and just stayed with the will to die, and perished with Longmen. Maybe they didn't die together, but they just wanted to die.

Chen Mo hasn't reached that point yet.

Along the way, he had friends, enemies, ups and downs, and setbacks, the latter often being much more common than the former.

Home is long gone.

Perhaps even earlier, Chen Mo had lost this thing.

Longmen was not his home, let alone his hometown, even though he had longed to make Longmen his home.

For Kazdel, Chen Mo gave up his grievances with Wei Yanwu. He did not choose to forgive, and Wei Yanwu did not need his forgiveness. They both had the same desire - Yanguo.

Wei Yanwu wanted to divert Yan's gaze from Longmen, while Chen Mo wanted to pull Yan into Kazdel's general trend. The same demands prompted them to choose cooperation to some extent.

There are no eternal enemies in the world, and no one in the world dares to say that he will always be alone. Kazdel has become Chen Mo's concern, but few people know what he paid for Kazdel and the Tower of Babel.

Perhaps this ending is the best that Chen Mo can think of, both for the child named Chen Mo in the past and for the fox cub.

Not many people risked their lives, and it was not worth it for the fox to sacrifice everything she had and even her life.

He just made a not very fair and cost-effective deal with the Governor of Longmen. After clearing the relationship with Longmen, it would be better for both of them. They would not spend everything in order to get revenge on Longmen, or even risk returning to the Yan Kingdom. .

His biggest trump card is himself and Yan Guo.

The bet against Wei Yanwu is better said to be a bet against oneself.

Wei Yanwu is not worth the price he paid. Moreover, if he does this, he will not be able to overcome the hurdle in his heart. If he does this, after he goes back, to the two people who died because of him, How ironic is it, and what is the purpose of everything they do in the end.

There are too many things, the past, instructions, visions, belonging to others, belonging to oneself, ties and feelings belonging to relatives and friends, they are like chains trapping Chen Mo's hands and feet, but they are also like his feelings for Goudan. To put it bluntly, this is the biggest difference between him and Goudan, and also the difference between humans and monsters.

His [#

The most profound moment in Chen Mo's memory was when he was still a child, with a young body and a contrary inner nature. He could often look at her standing in the sunshine on the balcony on a sunny day. Below, the sun fell on her temples, so she seemed to be bathed in light.

Chen Mo will probably never forget that scene. After many years, he had such an illusion again.

The warehouse manager's room is very small, made of lightweight materials, like a combined container, with an area of ​​only twenty or thirty square meters, a small living room, a small bedroom, and a small kitchen.

When I first came here, it was an empty house. My predecessor moved a lot of things away. Later, Chen Mo added some furniture, but the room of more than ten square meters couldn't hold too many things.

The yellowed walls were covered with discarded newspapers. The so-called coffee table was just a small low table with several messy magazines and newspapers placed on the low table.

The small refrigerator is in the corner next to the half-open window. Next to the refrigerator is a low cabinet. There is a microwave oven on the low cabinet. Above the microwave is an air conditioner that has not been removed. Unfortunately, he is not willing to use it. Beyond it is the bedroom door. , the door did not open.

The TV was placed opposite the couch. Behind the couch was an open window. A hot breeze blew through the curtains. A few steps away was the unclosed door.

She sat on the sofa. The sultry weather made her take off her red jacket and put it on the back of the cheap sofa. She searched the room with her eyes. This room seemed a bit novel to her.

Chen Mo didn't know why she was interested. Everything here seemed ordinary and ordinary, even poor. He thought maybe children from wealthy families were novel about these strange things in life.

He didn't know much about this Aslan, but her appearance reminded Chen Mo of Chen Mo.

She is exactly the same as when Chen first came here. Speaking of Chen, Chen Mo has not seen her again for almost ten years. He wonders what she looks like now, and whether she still thinks she was like a child, reckless and like a boy.

When she was a child, her character seemed a bit weak when facing Tallulah, but it was completely the opposite when facing Chen Mo. It cannot be ruled out that the sense of crisis Chen Mo brought to her also illustrates Chen's dependence on Tallulah.