Longmen Memoirs

But now he is no longer envious.

Chen Mo slowly placed his fingers on the black and white piano keys. He was not happy, and he had no advanced skills at all. He could even be called unfamiliar. His hands, which were accustomed to holding the handle of a knife, had already found it difficult to adapt to this kind of situation. Something delicate and gentle.

The sections are seamlessly connected to each other, flowing out slowly in the ups and downs of the tone one after another.

Those memories that have long been covered by dust gradually become clear in the yellowed photos one after another, just like the past that is mixed with many rights and wrongs, floating together under the keys of the piano again.

Memories before I was six years old, the heavy rain at night when I was seven, the snow at eight, the swing at nine, the fallen leaves at ten, the world over the wall, traveling through the streets and alleys of Longmen, the white sea of ​​clouds under the pier, and the snowflakes. The footsteps of the next three rows were getting further away, and the bright fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

The struggle and ferocity that started after I was ten years old, the wandering in the past three years, the five years of wandering around without a fixed place, the fighting that never took a breath, when I returned to Longmen, I was greeted by different things and people.

The world was like hell...until Victoria reunited after many years and had fruitless quarrels again and again.

In the end, it gradually fades into silence in the calmness, with a lot of entanglements and uneasiness, a lot of laughter and slapstick, and a lot of wandering, just like the sound of the piano music that is about to end, touching the heart, and slowly falling the last note.

Chapter 55 It’s not that I don’t have a choice, it’s that I can’t choose

"To be honest, I feel quite uncomfortable right now."

The time was 20:30 at night. Chen Mo got off the motorcycle and took off his helmet. The red-haired girl standing at the foot of the door of the pub came towards him. It could be seen that she had been waiting here for a while.

"Sorry to bother you so late." Bagpipe had a visible smile on his face, which was a greeting to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked at her, then past her, looking into the tavern through the transparent glass.

"inside?"

"I had no choice, so I thought of calling you here." Bagpipe touched a strand of red hair hanging in front of him and explained helplessly.

"Are you so sure that calling me here will be useful?"

"Give it a try."

"It might get worse."

"Hey, hey, you can't leave." Bagpipe suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's arm and almost hugged my leg. He clung to him shamelessly and said hurriedly: "You're already here, how can you back down from the battle? Yeah! People who desert from the army will be looked down upon..."

She said, shaking her head firmly in emphasis.

"You will definitely be despised!!!"

"Who?"

She looked around.

"I!"

"Let go first... let people see how bad this misunderstanding is."

Bagpipe raised his head and looked at Chen Mo, and said worriedly: "Then I let go, can't you run away?"

She let go of Chen Mo's arm, and the latter took a small step back with his helmet in hand, putting some distance between him and her. Only then did he feel a sense of safety.

"Why are you hiding...am I so scary?"

Bagpipe yelled, pointing at her face, as if to prove that she wasn't that scary.

"I misunderstood, you are not scary at all, it's just me who is more afraid of strangers."

"Do you think I'm easy to cheat?"

Bagpipe was stunned, puffed up his face, and straightened [~

To be honest, this silly girl, to put it in a nicer way, can also be called honest, simple, informal, and a bit familiar.

"No."

"Don't think that I will forgive you if you say this." Bagpipe said this and glanced at Chen Mo quietly.

"The way you look now, to be honest, you are a bit stupid."

"Hey!" Bagpipe was startled: "That's too much! Even if I asked you to come here, what you said is a little too much!"

Like a rabbit being lifted up, it could only kick its legs randomly and grin, but found that it was impossible to eat.

"I am a lady after all. I can do it. I really can."

As she spoke, she waved her clenched fist at Chen Mo like a threat, as if if he said such words again, her fist would fall down unceremoniously.

"If you take action, then I will have no choice but to turn around and run away."

"Don't!" Bagpipe raised his hand to hold Chen Mo. "Didn't we agree on it from the beginning?"

"Stop!"

Chen Mo stopped her movement and her hand froze in mid-air.

"I say, Miss Bagpipe, that's the end of the joke."

The bagpipe stopped moving, and the hand in mid-air slowly lowered.

"Have you noticed it?"

Bagpipe pinched his fingers in embarrassment and raised his head to look at Chen Mo, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Next time, remember to work harder."

"There's nothing I can do about it. I didn't learn this way."

"Why do you think of me?"

"I can't think of anyone else. Chen Chen has no friends except me in the academy." She turned her head slightly, glanced at the door of the tavern, and then looked at Chen Mo again.

"Do you believe that I won't do anything? We will probably quarrel again. You have also seen how bad our relationship is."

"If it really happens like that, can you please be more accommodating to Chen Chen? She doesn't really want to quarrel with you. You may not know, but I can see clearly that Chen Chen just hasn't figured out how to talk to you. ."

Chen Mo suddenly fell silent, because the words that came out of Bagpipe's mouth at this moment should not have appeared between them, nor should they have been mentioned by another person.

"I believe that you, who came here in a hurry as soon as you received my message, don't want to quarrel with her anymore, right?"

Bagpipe hesitated for a few seconds before making a decision in his mind.

"Perhaps, as an outsider, I have no position to say this to you, and I have no reason to ask you to do anything for Chen Chen, but as Chen's friend, I just hope that she can become the person I know again, although she used to be She is also quite distressing, but I am still used to the old Chen."

"My appearance disrupted your lives, right?"

"That's not what I meant, I just, just, actually I didn't think that much at the time..."

After all, Bagpipe had no idea what kind of person Chen Mo was. Her influence on Chen Mo could only be understood from Chen Mo's few words and the last brief conversation.

Just out of trust in Chen, she would inevitably try to trust Chen's friends. In her own words, since she was Chen's friend, she would definitely not be a bastard.

She took a deep breath and said:

"I hope you can reconcile. You should be very good friends. If you sit down and talk, you can avoid a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings."

Chen Mo seemed to have heard similar words many years ago.

"I hope so……"

"To be honest, I feel quite uncomfortable right now." Bagpipe raised his clenched fist and shook it, deliberately emphasizing: "I really wanted to [*

"But I know that the person Chen needs now is not me, but you. She is a little bit unwilling. Damn it, even though I am usually so nice to her, Chen is paralyzed!"

"Okay, Miss Bagpipe, I admit that you learn quickly, and you don't have to demonstrate in front of me so quickly."

"...I didn't mean that, really." She said hurriedly.

"I'm in."

"Hey, wait..." The sound of the bagpipe made Chen Mo's hand stop on the doorknob when he opened the door.

He turned his head slightly.

"Remember, you must, you must never quarrel again."

The sound of bagpipes came from behind. Chen Mo waved his hand behind his back, and the door slowly closed again, isolating the noise outside, as if there were two worlds.

Chen Mo listened to the disappearing voice in his ears.

Chen made a very good friend.However, Chen Mo also knows that she doesn't actually need me to be happy for her.

But he couldn't help but feel happy.

So, what happened next was a premeditated meeting that both parties knew about.

As Bagpipe wished, the relationship between him and Chen had eased a lot. In fact, they both wanted to speak to each other, but Chen Mo didn't think of what to say, and Chen had no excuse to stay with me.

Chen could only forcefully find a reason for himself, and therefore, every time he met Chen Mo, it would turn into a quarrel that he didn't want in his heart but was powerless to do anything about.

As we kept arguing, we forgot what we wanted to say in the first place.

Many times, it is just a trivial misunderstanding, a hard-to-speak admission, but in the end, it goes further and further away. Only when the realization comes, do you suddenly realize how stupid you were at that time, but it is too late.

The road has gone far, and we can no longer see each other's figures or hear our voices, so there is no way to catch up.

Chen Mo was very lucky. Maybe he was really a lucky guy, so he met bagpipe at the same time as Chen Mo, which made him and Chen unable to find words, because the appearance of bagpipe became a way to convince himself The best excuse ever.

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Chen Mo walked into the deep night, alone, once again, just like when he was in the orphanage many years ago, it rained heavily that day, and Tallulah tried to hold his hand to prevent him from retreating at the end. retreat.

Chen looked at Chen Mo's back until it was completely submerged in the darkness, as if he was seeing Chen Mo off and making up for the regret left by not having time to say goodbye many years ago.

She had a premonition of something at that time, but she didn't expect that much. When she suddenly woke up, everything had already happened.

Chen Mo stopped and looked at the person who appeared in front of him.

The haze in my heart slowly dissipated a lot with the appearance of this person, and my heavy heart seemed to be relieved.

Wei Na appeared opposite Chen Mo holding Wang Cai's hand. She looked like an ordinary person walking her dog at night. However, she was no longer good at doing such things.

"How long have you been out?" Chen Mo asked.

"Not long."

"See?"

"Ah."

"give it to me."

Chen Mo stretched out her hand, and she put the rope in my hand.

"Wangcai is very quiet here."

"It's more afraid of me." Wei Na lowered her head and glanced at Wang Cai, who was lying quietly at her feet.

"you know too."

"Many people are quite afraid of me." Wei Na replied.

"What they are afraid of is not you, but the position where you sit." Chen Mo said: "Once people sit too high, they will put pressure on others, and pressure often turns into fear. Even if they don't say anything, they will They expect you to come down there and then when they sit on it, they won’t have any similar thoughts.”

"This is the first time I heard such a statement? Where did you learn it?"

"I saw a person before, well, he was much better than I said."

"How powerful?"

"After more than ten years, no one can drive him down from above. Anyone who tries to do so will not end well."

"You want me to be that kind of person?" Wei Na suddenly asked, her golden eyes looking directly into Chen Mo's eyes, as if there was a power that penetrated people's hearts.

"I don't care, Vina. Someone once said to me that people can't decide their birth, but they can decide what kind of person they become. Now I think this sentence is only half right, because sometimes it's not what we want. , you can do it, sometimes someone will push you to do it, using words, arguments, or even life and death, leaving you with no way out."

Regardless of whether Chen Mo wants it or not, Wei Na will eventually embark on such a path. She will not be willing to give up. Rights are always an addictive thing, rights or responsibilities, or missions...

Wei Na did not ask any more questions, and Chen Mo did not bring up the topic again. It was too early to talk about it now. If he and Wei Na really had a chance to get to that point, time would give them the best answer.

It’s not that people don’t have to choose, it’s that they can’t choose, just like Chen Mo and Chen who became infected.

And by then, I must have been prepared for how to make a choice.

"What about the clothes?"

Vina asked on the way back.

"I didn't get it back."

"Already decided?"

"It would be better to say that we have to resolve the current matter first before we have a chance to think more."