Longmen Memoirs

Maybe he is really a weak person. When 052 talked about this, he uncontrollably thought of the past in his mind, but he found that he could not remember the faces of Tallulah and Chen. .

There was only a blurry shadow in his mind, and there were two people in the shadow, but he couldn't see their appearance clearly.

He might... really be close to forgetting, and by the time he forgets, he will become 013.

Looking for indoors.

"052 Rescue!" Chen Mo yelled.

Chen Mo pulled the chain closer. Amidst 052's hoarse roar, 052's left hand gripping the chain pulled Chen Mo away. In the sparks of the sword collision, Chen Mo escaped the opponent's attack.

052 let go of his hand and raised the big shield. Chen Mo kicked on the big shield in 052's hand, jumped up in the air, and slashed down with the long sword glowing with cold light.

The torn flesh and blood were filled with blood.

052 stood behind Chen Mo with a large shield raised. He raised the large shield to cover Chen Mo's head. They were bathed in the rain of blood. In front of them was the bloody long knife in Chen Mo's hand and the frightened face of the only other person on the other side.

"It makes no sense, 052."

Chen Mo felt that he was used to blood, used to seeing blood spurting out like heavy rain. He stood in the rain of blood, thinking how beautiful the rain was, and even made him happy.

The number of people inside the black wall began to decrease. There were less than 40 people in the same group, and the sound of collisions that echoed around the wrists became increasingly sparse.

The iron chain was covered with dark red rust, and the rust was covered with layers of rich, dry blood.

052 gave up the last struggle, and in the increasingly carnage days, he completely integrated into it. The smile on the face of this Fengho boy was like a chain on his body, wrapped in layers of blood and ice, but under the flames and In the sea of ​​blood, 052 will still raise the big shield in his hand to block the wind, snow and blood rain above 013, although 013 says this is meaningless.

There was no smile on 052's stiff face, but he still did it. Just like when they came out for the first time, he seemed to see the weakness in 013's heart.

He's not a naturally cruel person, 052 knows, because if he were, he wouldn't help himself, not even for himself.

This group of people began to get used to killing, began to get used to taking other people's lives, and began to truly ignore a person's life and death.

It was that cell again. It had been a long time since they had been to the Colosseum. It seemed that from the day they first stepped out of the black wall, they rarely fought against each other in their lives.

And just when they thought they were about to forget, they appeared here again.

The people below are fighting desperately, and the object of the struggle is the other direction of the chain.

Chen Mo should have expected such a day, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Chapter 50 Old Traces

What will it feel like when the chains are released from your body?

Relief, relief or sadness.

In fact, Chen Mo felt nothing. Looking at the white marks on his wrists caused by the chains, he felt that he had lost something he had been accustomed to for a long time. It was inevitable that he would feel unaccustomed to it without his restraints and figure.

052's body was lying on the other side of the chain, with a sharp long knife stuck in his neck. The long knife penetrated his neck, and blood is still flowing along the blade.

What does it feel like to kill someone you know, someone you've been with for three years and have entrusted your life to each other?

The answer is simple. When he and 052 were about to lose their minds in the fight, they didn't feel anything. They didn't think about keeping their hands, and they didn't think that when their swords were slashed, they would cut off their last pieces of flesh inside the black wall. bond.

A crazy person has no ideas because he is completely absorbed in the chaos.

But when the knife in his hand penetrated 052's neck, Chen Mo clearly saw the clarity and relief in his blue eyes.

"I'm going back, 013..."

The light in his eyes was fading. The long knife in his hand stopped in front of Chen Mo's body just before it penetrated his body. However, the knife in Chen Mo's hand penetrated his neck without any hesitation.

052, who was about to lose consciousness, recalled what 013 said to him on the first day he was rescued by 013. He said: To live, our lives must be snatched from others.

He remembered it, and he also saw how 013 snatched his life back.

"I don't know how to answer your question because I don't know the answer myself." 013 said.

But 052 always remembered that 013 saved his life. He didn't blame himself, just like his sister didn't blame him when he brought the medicine back.

052 feels that people like 013 should not be here. He looks very strong. He feels that he can do anything. He feels that he is ruthless.

But 052 can always think of the first time they went out, when the Ursus woman died in 013's arms, 013's eyes were so sad, just like the eyes of his sister when she looked at him in bed for the first time. The helplessness that cannot be reached, and the powerlessness that forces oneself to believe even after being helpless.

He is a strong person, but he can also be weak. He is still kind, although he may not think so.

So 052 is willing to stand behind 013 and hold up a shield to block him from the wind, snow and rain of blood.Because 013 said that he is very suitable for this kind of weapon, and he also likes it very much.

013 Should not stand in the rain of blood.

013 said that he still had an agreement with a very important person. When he said it, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, otherwise he would not be here, even though he never wanted to talk about it.

The splattered blood dyed 013's twisted and ferocious face red.

[Does it really look like the self you have seen before? 】

052 slowly stopped breathing.

The tip of the knife pierced the skin, and the blood that penetrated stained Chen Mo's coat red. It penetrated the pierced [013] but was unable to take another step forward.

When Chen Mo pulled out the long knife from 052's neck, he suddenly woke up from the stinging pain in his chest.

When a person who is truly kind in his heart is forced to take away the lives of others, how uncomfortable and tormented he must be in his heart. No one comes to save him, and even the only person who said he would help him has sunk into hell.

He wailed over and over again, berating himself over and over again, but he still had to raise the sharp blade in his hand.

For what?

Chen Mo remembered what 052 had said to him before, and he also remembered the last smile he showed before he died. That smile was so strange, as if it was telling you: I can only help you so far.

He pities himself, he pities himself?

That's why he was willing to raise a shield to protect himself, so he forced himself to suppress the sin and guilt in his heart, and endured this torture and raised the butcher knife in his hand.

Because he is originally a selfish person, because he knows that if he dies, you will die too.

Chen Mo took a few steps back in daze, and did not stop until he was pulled by the chain. The straight chain connected the wrists of 013 and 052.

He can't accept this fact!

No matter what, Chen Mo couldn't believe that he would be saved by such a weakling in his eyes. No matter what, he couldn't believe that someone would be willing to pull him back from being about to fall into hell.

Not Chen, not Tallulah, but someone who was as deeply trapped in the dark wall as himself.

Just relying on this weak idiot? !

How could there be such contradictory people, how could there be such stupid people, how could there be such naive people.

When Chen Mo let go of the handle of the knife, his mind went blank, and tears fell from his eyes without him realizing anything.

The liquid mixed with blood and tears drew two ridiculous marks on his blood-stained face, like a clown's makeup.

But he is always like this, what kind of person he thinks he is, but what he thinks is always who he thinks he is.

Chen Mo told the Ursus boy that he could help him if he didn't want to do anything, he could help him kill people, and he could help him bear his sins.

But he didn't expect that he would make a move.

Even a liar can be deceived.

He was much smarter than himself, and he made his heart that was about to die suddenly feel a sense of guilt, so this undue guilt engulfed his heart over and over again, trying to force him to To a dead end.

"You want to kill someone?"

"Do not want to."

"I know you want to live?"

"Why do you deserve to live?"

"I know you're a kind person...but I'm not born cold and heartless."

"My sister also has a Sarafan...013, do you want to go home?"

You think, of course you want to go back, and so do I.

"Am I still the same person after I go back?"

"You are smarter than me, you can definitely survive."

"You want to kill someone..."

"I can."

Yes, I could, but I... don't want to.

Chen Mo began to think of everything he said to 052. Only then did he realize what 052 meant when he left the black wall for the first time that day.

He said he could.

After he came back, he kept talking to himself all night long. Chen Mo thought he was confused and hesitant after the first murder, but he didn't expect that this was not what he was thinking at that time.

He looked at himself on the lower bunk, thinking: "You have to live, 013." He told himself where his home was, he told himself his name, he was afraid that he would forget it, and he knew that he would not go back. .

Did you make up your mind that day?

Do you want to pay me back all the sins I have shouldered for you?

You weak bastard!

You coward who is afraid of death!

Because you know that 013 can no longer help you, 013 has helped you a lot, and you should do something for 013, because you always remember what your mother said to you, because your mother said that you are a fool.

But why!

Why!

Do all the fools in the world deserve to be met by me?Why can't you really want to kill me? Why can't you want to get out alive? How can you pity me? I even saved your life.

"013, you saved my life."

So, I give it back to you!

"013Thank you for always helping me."

So, I want to help you too.

But before he left the field, he asked himself: "Do you want to live? 013, I do, so I won't hold back, and I hope you won't hold back either!"

Am I the one who will hold back!

Will he keep his hands on you? Who do you think you are? What relationship do you think I have with you? Do you think I will give up my life for you, a fool?

I will kill you, kill you cleanly.

Are you afraid that I won't do anything?

joke!

Do you think I'm really a good person?

joke!

Do you think I can't beat you?But we obviously haven't really fought, even if you win... I won't...

Won't you regret it?

Chen Mo was stunned.

The chains on his body were untied, and the sound of the chains falling to the ground rang in his ears, but he seemed to hear something locking in his heart, and the clicking sound kept echoing.

He returned to the cell that belonged to two people.

The lower bunk was as clean as it had been every time they came back, with only folded gray quilts on it. Chen Mo subconsciously pulled his wrist, but he didn't hear the familiar clink of chains.

"013..."

Chen Mo heard someone calling him from behind, and he turned around suddenly. It was like an illusion. There was nothing behind him. In his sight was the gray-black steel door and the small window on the door.

It was so quiet that I could only hear my own breathing and weak heartbeat.

Chen Mo walked to the bed. He had no strength to climb up the iron ladder between the bed frames.

He was lying on 052's bed, and what he could see were the white marks on his wrists caused by being restrained for three years.

He finally became a human again and no longer had to think of ways to keep another fool. He didn't have to worry that he would be dragged down by a fool and killed. But speaking of it, it seemed that the person who had been doing this was not him.

Who would put up a shield in front of themselves?

Who will continue to ask themselves those innocent questions?