Longmen Memoirs
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"From now on, live a good life."
how about you?The fox didn't ask.
She has been a bad person for once.
I don’t know if in the future, or maybe not in the future, Chen Mo will still be like this now. Chen Mo can quietly listen to the fox’s ramblings, comment on the differences between Victoria and Longmen, and express his own opinions from time to time.
They were all born in Longmen, and they should have stayed in the city called their hometown and grown up with her.
Fox is actually quite interesting, at least he won't make people bored. Chen Mo thought that if she had a chance to find someone she likes in the future, she would have to find someone who was as verbose as her.
Only in this way will they have endless topics to talk about and will not be bored by each other's verbosity.Or maybe, if she is more lucky, there is a gentle and quiet person who is willing to stay by her side to listen to her endless words, and try to make her close her mouth and breathe for a few seconds.
Chen Mo sincerely hoped to see the fox deflated.
However, she may not have that kind of opportunity in her lifetime as she is so scheming.
The lead-gray sky of Londinium takes on a different look after nightfall. The first lanterns are turned on, and the street lights on the streets illuminate the retro stone buildings. The stone roads stretch away, and the footsteps of pedestrians are separated from the noise. He could faintly hear it through the glass.
Strangers wrapped in coats and scarves walked in front of their car, their tiny footprints submerged in the heavy snow.
Looking up slightly, the snowflakes floating in the bright lights reflected one after another on the transparent front window of the car.
The interior of the car was dark, and the dim light from the dashboard did not illuminate each other's faces. They could only vaguely see two shadows, staring at the bustling night scene outside the car.
Watching the tram passing by not far away, I counted the unfamiliar faces at each stop on the tram. I dropped a few people off at the corner of the station, then drove off into the distance and disappeared in the rearview mirror.
The New Year in Londinium is not as nostalgic as Longmen, but after more than ten years, I have become accustomed to it.
After Chen Mo left, Fox removed the bug installed in the car.
Someone was walking across the street, just in sight of the car window. She was wrapped in a black down jacket, and the scarf tied up high covered most of her face. A strand of blue hair was exposed under the scarf, and she was wearing long skirts at her feet. The long leather boots were obviously a little petite compared to the pedestrians around him, but he looked very tall, walking hastily and against the wind.
The large amounts of snow were left behind her, and she walked under the street lamp, carrying the long box.
There was Chi Xiao in the box. Chen said nothing and stared at the fox in the car with her scarlet eyes. She slowly reached out and took off the headset, holding it firmly in her hand.
this night.
Chen suddenly knew that the person she should be familiar with, the person she thought she was familiar with.
There is a heavy past buried in his heart.
His helplessness was too much heavier than his own, but he never told anyone. He always said it beautifully, so people subconsciously ignored his joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. People who care about his joys and sorrows.
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Chapter 73 Keep Chen Gui silently ([-]): No one is indispensable
[Theresia is an outstanding leader. She has changed many people's views on this land.
An idealized view.
My point of view?Of course, I also had my ideal side.
Without being too quick to be sarcastic, I say this because I know better than you the cruelty Kazdaele faces.
That's right, even though you're the Sakaz, W.
I don't want to deny her, in fact I agree with her, people need a little... well, sweet dreams, just like the Tower of Babel.
That's not a bad thing.
I'm equally bullish on the Regent, even if we're on different sides.
But compared to a great process, I only want a trivial result, even if one day this result will cost me my life.
You are right, I am already deep in the center of the vortex, I asked for it.
What determines what a person does?
Is it birth?identity?Or is it the past?
Is it the behavioral shackles that have always been on him/her?neither.
It's the impact that everything in his/her life has on him/her, it's...the things that are changing all the time.
His/her own beliefs and thoughts...and how much he/she believes in his/her beliefs and how much he/she is willing to pay for them.
Every Sarkaz mercenary should have a clear price tag, but it does not have to be given by others, nor can it be manipulated by others.
They should write their price with their own hands, with the blood of all those who are enemies of Sakaz, with their beliefs and maybe that's not the right word... hope, I don't know if you've heard of it.
This is what Theresa and I wanted to do, and this is why I chose to stay in Babel.
Live, W. Only when you are alive can you suffer and breathe. Just like a moth flying into a flame, like an insect diving into a deep hole. Even if you pay the price, you must always pursue something.
Live and you'll get a chance to see that day, I promise you. ———Log recorded in 1091 Winter Evacuation Route/South of Kazdaele/W
That day, W knew that maybe, maybe, probably, she could no longer hate this man. 】
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July [-]th, birthday.
She received the best gift this year, and at the same time, the worst gift.
When I was a child, I really wanted to grow up, because when I grow up, I can leave the home I don't like and the city I don't love.
Not many people there cared about me.
I know.
I want to take her away with me, to a place where no one can find us, to a place where no one knows us, just the two of us.
When I was a child, I was always afraid that I would do something wrong because I would be punished and scolded if I did something wrong. She would always stand in front of me and get scolded badly every time. She would do this every time.
When I was a child, she was always the one protecting me. She was not afraid of anyone.
When I was a child, there were many things that I can barely remember now.
As a child, I loved summer.
Everyone thinks that I am a carefree young lady, as if everyone envies the life that people like me lead. I am not complaining, nor showing off, but...actually, sometimes I also wish that I could Something more ordinary.
No burden, no harshness, no supercilious look, just be an ordinary child.
Later I met Ruanfan Chen in the orphanage.
It was then that I realized that I was living such a life without being loved or cared for, and I realized that being ordinary was not as beautiful as I imagined.
Ruanfan Chen loved to laugh when he was a child, but I have never seen him smile now. To be honest, the way he smiles is a bit stupid, and he is full of bad ideas, so I don't like him very much.
Really don't like it.
Hate?I don’t hate Soft Rice Chen, well, a little bit, Bagpipe, a little bit. I’ve always been afraid that he would take that person away from me, so I hate him.
[Chen, with blurred eyes, gently clenched the wine glass in his hand. The amber liquid swayed in the crystal glass, reflecting the girl's cold face, giving it a hint of drunken blush. 】
But now he will never take that person away from me again.
He never will again now.
But I don’t know how to face him, and I don’t know what I should do to keep him. He has changed and turned into a soft-hearted Chen who I don’t know... No, maybe I have never known him well. he.
I did something really stupid when I was a kid.
I can remember it for a lifetime. I was very angry that day. Ruanfanchen said that I could not protect her forever. I don’t know how to refute. I have never thought about such a thing. I dare not think about it. You know what I said to Ruanfanchen. ?
I said to him without thinking, how could a person like him understand what a relative is.
I regretted it. I regretted it after I said it. I thought Ruanfan Chen would be angry, but he was not. He acted as if nothing had happened and never mentioned it again. If he said it, I would feel sad in my heart. It would probably feel better, but if he didn't say it... he just didn't say it, which was like forgetting.
He must be very sad, I know.
[Chen raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes. Bagpipe was silent. She watched Chen lower his eyes and stare at the wine glass in his hand. 】
Ruanfan Chen is an orphan. I later learned what an orphan is. His father used to be a policeman in Longmen and died in the line of duty. He is the same as me. No, he is not as good as me.
He was very thick-skinned when he was little, surprisingly thick-skinned, so I called him Luanfanchen. He had nothing. Every time he ran away from the orphanage, I had to hold his hand, fearing that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. , the dragon gate is so big, there is no place he can go, I can't find him.
Now that I have found him, he is infected.
If I hadn't asked, he would never have told me about it in his life.
But I don't know what to do?What should I do?
...If Ruanfan Chen is no longer here.
If one day he disappears too and won't come back.
what do I do?
You're drunk, Chen Chen.
I'm sober, I've never been sober.
[Chen shook her head and held down the hand of the bagpipe. She looked up at Miss Vaifan, but Miss Vaifan didn't know how to answer her question.
Time, people always talk about time, because people want an excuse to convince themselves. Time is the best excuse. It can change many things quietly, but there are always some things that time cannot erase.
The arrival of the fox finally made Chen determined. Even if she could no longer rely on Longmen, even if she had to draw a clear line with Longmen from now on, she would do something. 】
Fox leaned in front of the car, looking at Chen who was staring at him, and glanced at the headphones clenched in her hand.
"Have you heard all?"
Chen didn't answer.
Fox took out the silver lighter from her coat bag and lit the cigarette. The flame flickered and she puffed out white smoke that spread and melted in the cold snowy night.
"It's really cold here at night." The fox muttered, tightening his coat.
"You still have a lot of things you haven't told me." Chen asked coldly.
“I didn’t tell you【/
"To me?" Chen asked.
"To me," said the fox.
"Even if I ask..."
"Don't waste your efforts." The fox said without even thinking.
Chen's face was cold. It would be better to say that she had always had a cold attitude towards this strange visitor from Longmen. Her distrust was almost written on her face.
"You don't have to be wary of me, Miss Chen, and you don't have to wonder if I have ulterior motives. To be honest, I might really regret it now. You probably won't understand. But there is one thing I can remind you. If I want to plot against you, there is no need to It’s as troublesome as you think.”
"Ha." Chen chuckled, not without ridicule.
"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, just don't believe it."
The fox put her hands into her pockets. Snow fell on her short orange hair and pointed ears, and her ears twitched slightly.
"What else did he say to you in the end?" Chen asked again, "You interrupted the signal."
"You have such good eyesight."
"Don't talk to me in that tone and answer my questions."
"I'm bossy, are you interrogating me?" Fox put out his cigarette, turned his head and stared at Chen and asked, "Or are you in a hurry?"
"..."
Chen didn't answer, but his attitude became colder.
"Which sentence?" asked the fox.
"I'm not interested in playing charades with you."
"How do you know if you don't tell me?"
"You hate me? Ever since we met, every word you said has been laced with thorns."
"Both? I can't say I hate you. It's just that it's hard to get along with you."
"Just right." Chen raised his head slightly, his eyes cold and stern.
"You must want to know, but it doesn't matter." The fox stretched out her hand, snowflakes fell on her palm, and she looked at Chen: "He said that he wants you to live a good life in the future, and don't live like him."
Chen was stunned for a moment, she reacted immediately and she held her breath.
"What's the meaning……?"
"Don't understand? Or are you pretending not to understand?"
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