Longmen Memoirs

Chen Mo seemed to have thought of something.

After he finished speaking, he chuckled and added: "I am actually quite shameless."

【052】, he is the most unforgettable regret in my life. He lent me the most expensive and cheapest things on this earth. He spent his life without asking for anything in return.

There is a ferocious evil spirit living in my heart, and his death has become the shackles that bind the evil spirit that wants to break out of its prison.

"Don't go out?"

"You can't do anything if you don't go out. No one can live a lifetime without taking a step if they are stuck in one place."

"...Then what are you going to do?"

"It's easy to gain weight if you stay at home all the time due to work." Chen Mo said and looked at her: "Don't you think you are a lot fatter than before, Miss Wildcat."

"Is there any?" Wei Na stretched out her hand and pinched her forearm strangely. Unfortunately, she didn't seem to pay much attention to it.

"I'm a little fatter."

Chen Mo nodded affirmatively, but to be honest, although Wei Na had a good appetite, her figure had never changed due to this.

"Do you want to consider losing weight?" Chen Mo pointed to the front: "There is a good weight loss target over there."

She looked where he pointed.

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"You called?"

"Isn't that very foresighted?" Chen Mo clapped his hands proudly and sighed: "What a good manpower, free and affordable. It's not a waste if you don't use it. You can't really go back soaked."

"That's not bad."

Vina crossed her arms.

"You have to cover me later." Chen Mo reminded him with a wink. "Anyway, I'm hanging out with you now, Boss Wei."

"Look at my mood."

Vina's tail waggled behind her.

"How does this work!"

"Why don't you call the master first to listen..." Wei Na raised her chin slightly and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"master."

Chen Mo didn't even think about it.

Vina was stunned.

"As a human being, the most important thing is to assess the situation. I think I have a pretty good talent in this area." Chen Mo said.

"It's just a rogue's talent." Wei Na tilted her head with disdain. "You don't have any persistence?"

"People who persevere often have a difficult life. My family is not rich, so why make it worse."

"Uh...what does family background have to do with snow?"

Wei Na looked at Chen Mo in astonishment, she didn't understand.

"I'm afraid it's hard for me to explain this to you. There may be a huge generation gap between us, Wei Na."

Facts have proved that Indra did not deliberately target Chen Mo. Although it is not difficult to see hatred and disgust in Chen Mo's eyes, it is also mixed with a trace of indescribable entanglement and resistance.

She didn't know what she was resisting. Maybe it was because Chen Mo left an indelible shadow on her during that brief encounter, but wasn't that normal? Fighting and bumping into each other were normal.

The rest of his life was spent in the Glasgow Gang.

Looking back, Chen Mo still has a deep memory of that gang. In addition to Indra, whom he has already met, there is also a little black-skinned dwarf who likes to sneak around. People around him call her Morgan. In the Glasgow gang, Chen Mo's name is It's called Guinevere, and of course there's another famous guy - Gawain.

It was either Knight Gawain or Gawain, but he could also be called Knight Gawain later. At least in Victoria, he was awarded the title of knight a long time later, and it was only a long time later that I learned that the earl was not really as noble as he said. He has descendants, but that person was sent away by him a long time ago.

Outsiders always thought that he was an old guy who had nothing to do with the world. Who knew that what he really wanted to do had been planned many years ago. For every family that can continue to this day, no one is truly simple.

And right and wrong only care about a choice that was made many years ago.

old fox.

Wei Na probably knew about it, or rather, she knew it a long time ago. She didn't tell Chen Mo, maybe because it was not necessary, or maybe for some other reasons.

Chen Mo doesn't care about her purpose, nor does it have anything to do with his relationship with her. Just as Chen Mo doesn't want to tell her about Chen Mo, and has never mentioned the existence of the other Drak to her, she should naturally do the same. You should hide something from me.

It has nothing to do with trust or not, but there is no need, there is no need to mention it, and there is no need to get entangled.

It's easy to speak, but once you speak, you need to do a lot more things. It's better to hide it in your heart. Even if both parties know it, but haven't heard the other party mention it in person, there are always reasons and excuses to tell yourself: I don't know.

When it is inevitable in the end, at least there is still a little room for change, whether it is Chen Mo or Wei Na.

"Escape is shameful, but useful."

The rooftop at night is very cold after the heavy rain. Once the wind blows, even if it is midsummer, the raindrops mixed with the wind will fall on the face and it will still be cold.

The twinkling lights of the city's high-rise buildings are as bright as stars at night, but if you squint your eyes, the little scarlet haze appears in your eyes, like a pair of shining neon lights. Through those scattered lights, it is easy to cause hidden feelings in your heart. memories from many years ago.

"It was the last New Year I spent in Longmen. The snow was heavy and cold. The snow that fell on the ground left rows of deep footprints when you walked over it."

Chen Mo held the coffee that Wei Na handed him with both hands. Through the thin aluminum skin, warmth condensed in the palm of my hand. He slightly shrank his head, half-buried his neck in the collar of his coat, and looked at the distant buildings in the darkness. Navigation obstruction light on top.

Vina sat next to him, and they hid on the threshold of the stairs. The sound of conversation could not light up the dim voice-activated light behind them, but sometimes it would light up to remind them that someone was passing below.

"We walked back like that at that time, on the deserted street, under the dim streetlights, with light snow falling in the sky. We walked and walked, and then fireworks lit up in the sky across the river."

"We looked at the fireworks lighting up over there and the colorful blooming in the sky. I may never forget that scene. People need to remember a lot of things, just remember."

"You'd better leave." Wei Na turned her head and looked at Chen Mo and asked.

"Because you can't come back until you leave. If you don't leave, you can only stay in the same place for the rest of your life." Chen Mo put down the coffee can in his hand.

"So you're back now."

"I came back a long time ago."

"Are you going to escape again?"

"How can we call it an escape... We are all decent people, how ugly it is to hear."

"Ha, do you still care about difficult problems?" Wei Na laughed and pointed at herself with her index finger: "Think about whether I am the same as you now."

"So we are gay."

"Comrade?" She looked at Chen Mo doubtfully and asked.

"Partners who share the same goals are called comrades, what do you think? That's quite cordial, isn't it?"

"What a mess, I suddenly said so much today, just go if you want." She held a key between her fingers and seemed to have seen through Chen Mo's thoughts: "The car belongs to Indra, don't let her see it, and... …Remember to come back early.”

Chen Mo paused and took the key.

"...What if I don't come back?"

"I'll go bring you back."

Chen Mo stood up and lowered his head to look at Wei Na sitting next to him, who shook the coffee in his hand.

"I understand justice! I owe you, wildcat."

"It's not like I always understand justice so well." Weina looked at Chen Mo's back and said softly.

She always seemed to know what Chen Mo was struggling with and hesitating about.

Chapter 52 Memoirs of Longmen

No one can ever really replace another person. The so-called replacement is just that the former is forgotten and the latter appears at that time.

The most precious things in the world are always irreplaceable. It is precisely because they are irreplaceable that they are precious. Chen Mo has become Wei Na’s Guinevere, but who can replace him and become Chen Mo’s friend? .

To become the only friend she had ever believed in when she was young.

They didn't understand what love was at that time. They just thought that being able to live with each other like this for the rest of their lives was the happiest thing in the world. But that kind of happiness was short-lived, but looking at it now, it makes people nostalgic.

Chen Mo was right about what Wei Na said. Chen Mo told her that things like love often sprout from friendship, because only with friendship can we understand each other and rely on each other. Often, once this kind of feeling ferments, it will transform into the most common emotions among people. Love, that kind of love, is called companionship, also called attachment.

Chen Mo kept thinking later, if Chen had not approached and not gone to Talulah, would things have happened differently and would he have been able to do what he wished? Maybe, by then, they would have really been able to settle in Longmen. Come down, maybe then, when you open the door and see the stranger who appears at the door, you will be surprised, polite, and polite.

We will become friends, if possible, the most ordinary kind of friends.

But there is no maybe or if, just like the door Chen Mo opened when he was a child. Once opened, it can never be closed again.

The motorcycle roared through the street, and cold raindrops hit the helmet, slowly slowing down. Chen Mo took off his helmet, stepped off the motorcycle, but stopped.

It will be another fruitless quarrel.

Chen Mo looked at the flashing tavern sign and couldn't help but have this idea in his mind.

But why did he come? He obviously knew in his heart that the meeting with Chen would most likely turn into an inconclusive quarrel, but Chen Mo came anyway.

Just because there was a message on the phone with just a few words from Bagpipe.

Chen Mo knew very well in his heart that he would never let go of Chen. Just like when he was a child, he and Tallulah sat at the door of the orphanage, eagerly looking forward to Chen who had not appeared for a long time. After losing her, there was so much less laughter. My heart suddenly felt empty, but when I saw her again, I couldn't laugh. Instead, I felt troubled.

This kind of contradictory thought has been with Chen Mo since he was a child, but he can't deny that when he sees Chen laugh, he is also happy in his heart, because only Chen can have so much joy in his life.

Whether it was climbing out of the wall and onto the streets of Longmen, or staying in the room playing simple games, or listening to her chirping about things that she thought were interesting, or playing tricks with her.

Chen left a lot of memories for him, many memories that Chen Mo could remember or couldn't remember clearly.

The only thing he could remember now was that New Year's Eve, when Chen held his hand and he carried Tallulah on his back, and they walked a long way together in such a deep night.

Returning to a place that was not supposed to belong to them, but became their home.

Chen Mo held up his helmet and pushed open the door. Chen was sitting in front of the bar, with his figure on his back, and his long blue hair hanging behind him.

As Chen Mo approached, he gradually saw her current appearance clearly.

He rested his left hand on the bar table, tapping his index finger lightly, leaning forward, and holding the rim of the wine glass with his right hand.

Chen Mo stopped. Chen noticed the person appearing next to him. He raised his head slightly and saw his appearance clearly. He quickly lowered his head and picked up the wine glass.

Those eyes had long since lost the determination and ability in his memory, leaving only the decadence of self-destruction.

Chen Mo reached out and held her wrist.

She didn't look up.

"You don't need to take care of my affairs!"

"I know."

"Ha, it's really ridiculous." Chen Mo suddenly stopped trying to break free and sneered: "Why do you come to interfere with my affairs? Who do you think you are to me!"

"..."

"If you can't answer, of course you can't answer. You can leave without saying a word, or you can pretend that you don't know me. Now, what qualifications do you have to take care of my affairs? What I want to do, I need to tell you in advance. Do you want to make a report? Ah, Mr. Chen!"

Chen Mo should let go of his hand, shrink back under Chen's questioning, and then turn around and leave, but he was telling me in his heart that after he chose to let go, he would no longer be able to hold Chen's hand, and from then on, they really will become that kind of stranger.

Perhaps the most correct thing to do at this time is to let go.

But looking at Chen's appearance at this moment, Chen Mo couldn't make up his mind.

She looked at herself, and after the questioning, she looked at her actions.

Chen Mo has never seen Chen like this. The word weak is not suitable for Chen, and similarly, it should not be lonely.

But she was telling Chen Mo that she was lonely and weak. In front of Chen Mo, Chen, who stubbornly raised his head and looked at him, was still so strong, even though she knew in her heart what choices Chen Mo would face after he let go. .

Chen didn't say any unnecessary words, like defending or praying. She just looked at Chen Mo and her words remained merciless.

"Go back." Chen Mo said.

"Where are you going back, Longmen?" She said, as if she didn't know where she should go, or where else she could go.

After a few seconds, Chen let go of his hand holding the wine glass.

"Is this the only way I can get you out?"

"Don't be willful."

Chen Mo knew Chen's purpose, but he still came, even though it was Chen's intention.

"Willful? Yes, willful. In your eyes, what I am doing now is very willful? Can't I be willful for once? Is it not considered willful if I have to wait until I see you leave one by one, and then hide and cry by myself? "

She turned her head and looked at Chen Mo. After speaking quickly, she took a breath, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her face was red from drunkenness.