Longmen Memoirs

She looked directly at Chen Mo with calm eyes. Chen Mo could see the wind blowing the blond hair on her forehead, and a strand of hair was fluttering in the wind. She turned her head and her eyes fell on Chen Mo's face.

The golden lion patrolling the territory seemed to have become silent, even though the kingdom no longer belonged to her.

She was dying, and this kingdom might never be hers again.

Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to speak, but Wei Na's words choked his lips.

"It's not too late to answer when you remember Chu."

She must have guessed that Chen Mo's answer would be another lie, and she was familiar with it.

I deceived someone, which may not be considered deception, but I made her stay away from home, which was different from Longmen to me. I understood this feeling when I was very young.

Helpless, confused, scared, maybe she also added self-deception and guilt, unwilling to give up.

Vina's golden eyes were not forced, just like asking a friend an ordinary question, [/-

She might say in the next second, it doesn't matter if she doesn't need to answer.But this time, she didn't.

Chen Mo suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he seemed to have had a similar experience. When Tallulah asked where he went, he answered casually, thinking that he could deal with it in an understatement.

He fell silent, but suddenly there was a blank in his mind. In the blank were memories that Chen Mo thought he had forgotten. They were not forgotten, they were just hidden.

What to live for?

For others, they can always find two or three reasons worth living, or they are simply living because they don't want to die, but for Chen Mo, why should he live?

What's the point of living so hard?

Wei Na seemed to have seen through Chen Mo's hidden heart, so the questions she asked were so sharp, as sharp as if they were going to pierce his skin, pierce the mask he was wearing, and see through the bloody but still... A heart that refuses to stop beating.

How many times have you narrowly escaped death, how many times have you survived a catastrophe, and how many times have you sought death?

So if that's the case, why do I have to grit my teeth so much to keep living? If I was living for the sake of living, I should have done it when I was ten years old.

"Because someone told me to live, no matter what happens."

When he was six years old, after singing the lullaby, Chen Mo heard this sentence, asking him to live. He closed his eyes and did not dare to look at her.

Because he was afraid, afraid that she would not dare to close her eyes after seeing his eyes.

Chen Mo thought that after so many years, he had long forgotten this memory, which was why he lived so hard and difficult in the rest of his life.

"You promised?"

"No, it's a bit ridiculous to say it. I didn't dare to make a sound at that time."

"why?"

"I'm afraid that I can't help but agree." Chen Mo said: "Agreeing means making a promise. I have never kept my word."

Chen Mo didn't say it. In fact, what he feared most was breaking his promise to her, even though she would be the first person in the world to forgive him, no matter what he had done.

"Including what you just said?" Wei Na asked suddenly.

"Of course, including those." Chen Mo said, fearing that she was mentioning something and asked: "What about you, what are you living for?"

Wei Na was stunned and looked away.

"I'm still looking for it. I thought it existed before, but now it's lost, so I'm still looking for it."

"Can you find it again?"

"I don't know, it won't be easy." She put her hand out of her bag, her index finger and thumb held a very small distance in front of her eyes, facing the tall building in the distance.

"But at least I already have a goal."

As she said this, she turned her head and looked at Chen Mo.

"The places we are going to are probably not in the same direction, but Gurney, before that, if I encounter a problem that I cannot escape... I will also be a little selfish. Until then, I hope you can always stand by me. around."

"Don't you always do this?"

Chen Mo looked at her and said when she looked over, "...selfishly."

"So it is."

Wei Na seemed to suddenly understand something.

"I don't think selfishness is something unspeakable. It's actually a very common thing, because none of us ever thought about becoming a hero, because living is the most selfish thing in the world. Life is just a series of numbers. We are the most inconspicuous clouds, because no one cares about us, so we have to live."

Chen Mo is not suitable to be a mentor, nor is he suitable to be a spiritual support or guide for others. However, such people are all great and upright people.

Chen Mo did not hold Wei Na's hand. Just as he had selfish intentions when he extended his hand to Wei Na that day, now Wei Na also extended her hand to him selfishly.

"Better courtesy, Miss Wildcat."

They are more like lovers than friends, more like grasshoppers on the same rope than lovers. At first, Chen Mo handed this rope to her and tied it to her body. Now, she also tied one to her body. The rope on his body was handed to Chen Mo's hand.

But he didn't answer.

"Is it just a courtesy to me to die once?"

"I can't bear to have you really die." Chen Mo stood up and patted the non-existent dust behind him.He said in a joking tone: "If I have the chance, I hope I can die one day."

"I won't allow it."

But Chen Mo didn't expect that Wei Na would suddenly say this, so firmly and decisively that Chen Mo thought he had an illusion. However, when Chen Mo looked at her, her eyes fell on Chen Mo's lowered right hand.

Chen Mo shook hands subconsciously, trying to hide something, but in the next moment, he realized that he had done something unnecessary.

"If what I just extended was my left hand."

"There are already results, aren't there?"

Things in this world will not happen unless they are allowed.

Chen Mo finally came to his senses. Why did Wei Na ask him why he was alive? Chen Mo's answer disappointed her, but he had no obligation and no reason to answer it a second time.

Wei Na did not answer, but just as she said, she stretched out her left hand.

Chen Mo looked at her extended left hand. She didn't urge her, she just looked at Chen Mo as if waiting for me to do something.

"I'm a liar."

"I know."

"You will be disappointed."

"meeting."

"It's no different."

"I see."

"……you win."

Chen Mo stretched out his left hand and held Weina's hand. The person who said he hoped she would die one second was held tightly in her hand the next second.

Because the right hand is used to hold the knife.

Chen Mo later learned that Wei Na could see the desire and unwillingness in his heart, so she said the same sentence twice, fearing that he did not hear clearly and that he was not in deep enough.

It is undeniable that Wei Na does have a fascinating charm. Facing a mortal like Chen Mo, she can easily deceive him into her territory. She is more suitable than Chen Mo to be a shameless liar and has deceived so many people. She goes to die.

Chen Mo's words were insincere, his words were inconsistent, his desire, his unwillingness, his extravagant demands, his regret and guilt fell defenselessly into Wei Na's beautiful golden eyes.

It collapsed at the first touch.

Chapter 67 Liar ([-])

Every living person should understand why he or she wants to live, and should be prepared to die. It may not be so glamorous, and it may not be a worthy death. However, this is death, and there is no reason to explain it.

This was a premeditated murder, all caused by a sentence one night, leading to the current result.

A commercial land cruiser set out in the early morning, leading a group of damn bastards, across the ocean, over mountains and ridges, and braved heavy rain and an unknown natural disaster to arrive within the territory of this city. Another day in the afternoon, I was prepared for everything, to welcome the [death] of another person, and to witness the rise and fall of a group of inconspicuous little people in this city.

Chen Mo didn't know what was going on in Wei Na's mind when she escaped. Maybe there were many things in her mind. She was wrapped up in a panic and escaped from the place where she had lived for a long time. She hurriedly hid in the dark secret passage, like a panicked bird. A confused rat hiding in the sewer.

Listening to the footsteps coming from behind, getting closer and closer, the sounds of wailing and dying struggles kept ringing in her ears. In the dark and quiet secret passage, there were fewer and fewer people around her, and finally She was left alone, falling on the streets of this city that she thought was familiar but unfamiliar, and finally met herself.

A hungry noble mouse, and a homeless and humble dead dog.Maybe she was once a lion with her head held high, but she didn't have time to roar and could only whimper weakly like a dead dog.

A lion that has not yet grown up, and a poisonous snake in dog's skin.

But they still can't really sit down calmly and call each other friends sincerely, because they know in their hearts that they are not friends, and friends can't get along like them, but they still want to treat each other as their friends. For an accomplice, this title is much more trustworthy.

Just to deceive myself, I was also unwilling to trust others, so I found the most suitable excuse for myself.

Weina didn't say anything more and left the bench left on the river bank. This time she took Chen Mo's hand and held it very tightly, so tight that Chen Mo thought he had done something stupid again.

But there was a trace of joy in Chen Mo's heart for no reason, a trace of indescribable secret joy.

He regarded it as a symbol of a stronger alliance between them, which meant that Chen Mo truly held half of Victoria in his hand. This was something he had always wanted to do but failed to do when he came to Londinium. , and now, it fell into his hands so lightly, although it was a bit shameful, and he had done a lot of shameful things over the years.

You may feel uncomfortable when you first do something, but as you do it more, you will get used to it and no longer have so many scruples. This is the same as killing someone.

They did not go back along the way they came, but wandered aimlessly on the streets of Londinium, walking from morning to afternoon without stopping. Vina seemed to want to really see the city, even if She has been worried about this for the first half of her life, but in her 20s, the first half of her life is a bit too far away, but that's how she felt to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo has never experienced a life like hers, so she naturally has no way of knowing what this city means to her. She looked up in the same direction several times, or maybe it was an inadvertent gaze. Chen Mo could feel that she was looking at What.

He didn't stop Vina, who took his hand and led him through the plants and trees that he thought he was familiar with.

Compared with the Glasgow Gang, Chen Mo is an outsider, but here in Weina, he is more familiar with the Glasgow Gang.

October [-]

"Indra..."

Veena's voice awakened Indra who was slightly in a trance, and the latter came back to his senses.

"I'm here."

"Did you hear clearly the battle plan I just mentioned?"

"The first half is clear, but it's the end...Vina, you didn't say where I should go after I'm done." She looked at Vina on the sofa and asked.

"I want you to choose this part yourself." Weina said: "You can come here to meet me, or you can go to that location. Then they will be waiting for you, and then you need to move them quickly. , there will be someone there to pick you up, do whatever you need to do after that, and don’t come back here again, and don’t look for me again.”

"Vina...you?"

"Yes, I have to leave." Wei Na replied calmly.

"Those guys outside?!" Indra was not stupid.

"The dark clouds are getting closer, and you must have noticed it."

"Hey, those bastards who are as hard to shake off as snot! Come one, I'll beat one away, come one group, I'll beat away the rest!" She said with a fierce look on her face.

"This is no longer as simple as a gunfight. More and more people are injured. Soon, the situation will be beyond our current control." Wei Na explained: "We can't sit still and wait for death here. Before... I had to take the initiative in my hands."

"Okay, that Morgan guy said the same, we have been waiting." Indra paused: "But, I am different from her, I don't want to have so many things," I just need you to tell me, until now Has it been a day? "

"Yes, that day has come." Wei Na replied: "Everyone of you is in danger when I stay here. You don't want to be a coward, and neither do I, but I hate unnecessary sacrifices even more."

"And the fight never stops, whether it's in Londinium or outside, there's always something to do."

"Then I will follow you!" Indra said extremely firmly: "Wherever you are, I will be there. As long as you need my fist for a day, I will follow you for a day."

Vina's eyes softened, and she suddenly felt a softness in her heart, but this did not stop her from letting them take risks for themselves regardless of the consequences.

"Indra, you are my trusted friend. I enjoy every battle with you, but today, please understand that I am definitely not ordering you to follow me." Vina said, hesitating for half a second: "Because I'm not sure when I can come back here. If you decide to follow me, so will you. From now on, we may wander in different places every day. Needless to say, you can imagine what we will face in the future. .”

"And... you were the first person I asked. After all, you were their leader before I joined the Glasgow Gang. I thought you might be more willing to stay for them."

"..."

Indra didn't answer, and it took her a while before she spoke.

"I said, this is not something that needs to be thought about at all." She said: "From the day I accepted you as my master, I have already decided that every day after that, the place you want to go is me. Wherever you go, my hands will sweep away your enemies for you and embrace your friends for you.”

"Today, if you want me to stay, I won't say a word at all. I will definitely stay for you, but if you ask me... you don't need to ask me a second time. I have only one answer."

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"I believe in you, Vina, you are my king!"

Indra clenched his fists, exhaled softly, looked back at Vina's door, and then slowly released his fists.

She knew exactly what they were going to face next.

"Regret... It's impossible, never possible." She whispered to herself: "Following you is the most correct decision I have ever made in my life."