Longmen Memoirs

Her amber pupils were radiating the same color as the wine. The foxhound raised his head slightly, looked at Chen Mo's face, and then moved to Chen Mo's hand that was holding the wine glass.

"It was also that time when you discovered that I was a woman, which dispelled the doubt in your mind." Foxhound gently exhaled a mouthful of alcohol, his amber eyes slightly blurred.

She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing her white teeth:

"I did it on purpose."

Chapter 23 There is still time

The dragon gate is like a huge net. How many people walk through it, and how many people meet in it, gradually outline a huge and intricate net.

Benefit versus benefit, life versus life, relationship versus relationship.

Family, friendship, love, work, family, maybe it's just a complaint about the weather, or even a yawn when you wake up from a morning dream.

The trajectory of people's lives constitutes the Dragon Gate, and the Dragon Gate achieves everything for everyone who lives here.

Early spring in the year 1090 of the Crystalline Era.

No one has ever really known what kind of person Foxhound is. It is clearly written in her file that she is very young, but everyone who has been in contact with her knows that she has an appearance that is not consistent with her youth. Calm and calm, but if you think this is her?

Foxhounds often get different reviews from different people.

She can be cunning, alert, glib and flattering, but at the same time she can also be calm, calm, and even harsh and indifferent. She can always show a side that is compatible with you, but because of this, no one has ever truly understood her. Got to know her.

Because his job is to be understood by others without requiring others to understand him too deeply. In her own words: If one day someone really understands me, then I will lose the value of my existence.

But not everyone can behave like him. The reason why she said this is, rather, because someone hopes that she can be like this, as cunning as a fox and as loyal as a hound.

It was the first time for Foxhound to see this person, this so-called partner. After receiving the order, he quickly found the person's current location.

A small bar.

This was the first time that Foxhound saw someone who could drink so well and could stay awake even after drinking. This made her awe-struck. She thought she was also a drinker, but she had seen it today.

But later, she realized that that person was not good at drinking.

She carried the groggy man back with a long box hanging in front of her neck, which looked a little ridiculous. As she walked, the box swayed from side to side on her chest.

Foxhound walked a long way and didn't walk back home until almost 10 o'clock in the evening. She lived in an old-looking residential building with an external cement corridor outside.

The voice-activated light in the corridor failed a long time ago, so she had to carry the man on her back to the roof in the dark. She lived there because he liked the scenery there better.

She lifted the man up and opened the door with one hand free. Inside the door was a room with a living room, which was not big. Outside was a broad roof with a window. When you opened it, you could see the roof. He planted many flowers under the window, some of which he didn’t even know the names of. He just thought that if he planted them there, they might be useful one day.

She put the man on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, took off the box hanging around her neck and leaned against the bed. She wanted to walk out of the room, but her hand was suddenly grabbed by the man.

He opened his eyes slightly drunkenly and looked in his direction, squeezing his hand tightly.

The foxhound was stunned, and reached out to pull his hand down, but his next words made the foxhound freeze in place.

他 说:

"It's you...Fox cub, where have you been?"

Foxhound was stunned. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She could only hear his breathing and her own gradually accelerating heartbeat in the room.

She had never heard this name again after such a long time, and she moved his hand slightly away from hers.

When she looked at the face carefully again, she discovered some differences that she had never noticed before.

"Chen Mo?" She asked with some uncertainty.

He didn't answer, of course he wouldn't. He let go of his hand, and the foxhound subconsciously wanted to grab his hanging hand.

From the balcony of the room, you can see the night view of Longmen. A long elevated road passes across it. At night, the street lights are on, and dim light falls into the house from downstairs through the balcony. Further away is the Shangcheng District. The high-end office buildings are a bit far away and can't be seen clearly.

There is an astronomical telescope on the balcony. It was bought by Foxhound from the flea market, but it is not of much use and Foxhound has never used it.

She didn't like stars very much, but she heard that the astronomical telescope was the farthest tool in the world, so she bought it.

She pulled up a chair, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked quietly at the gantry outside the window.

She actually doesn't like the way the current Longmen looks like. What she likes more is the streets of Longmen a long time ago. There were no high-rise buildings and no busy traffic. After school, when she came out of the school gate, the toy shops on the street also operated food stalls and flowers. For a few dollars you can eat for a long time.

She liked that time, but later, the school disappeared, the food stalls disappeared, and the familiar street did not know what it had become. Foxhound never went back to see it, because Foxhound had become Foxhound by that time. dog.

She would become more cunning than a fox, but remember to be more loyal than a hound, the man told him.

Foxhound remembered that time, when Longmen was in chaos and everyone was trying to survive. If you want to survive, you must have the value of living. She didn't have it at first, but then she got it.

In fact, there is no use thinking about it now. Reality encourages people to grow, and she is no longer the brat she used to be. But she still likes to think about it, think about it in the dead of night, and think about it when she moves here.

Think about your past, then think about the resettlement camp, and think about the box full of letters on the cabinet in the living room.

There was one every weekend, one every month, and finally one every year. She put the stamps on them, but she didn't write down the address.

In terms of her treatment, she could have moved to a high-end apartment in the new city long ago, but compared to there, Foxhound still likes this place to be familiar with her.

She was once Wei Yanwu's right-hand man and capable person. Everyone agreed that a young and promising person like her who was appreciated by the upper class had a bright future. How could she not rise to the top.

She thought so too.

Both capable and loyal.

Loyal?

Her name is Foxhound, and she's certainly loyal.

"I did it on purpose," said the foxhound softly.

In the quiet tavern, the soft sound of the heavy bottom of the glass hitting the wooden table was like a heavy hammer hitting Chen Mo's heart.

The broken memories in Chen Mo's mind suddenly appeared like bubbles in the depths of his memory. On each bubble, there was the past body of himself and the fox.

...Two children cuddling together in a resettlement camp.

...the noise of the day when the car slowly drove away from the gate of the resettlement camp.

...Later, the bright sunshine from the rooftop of Longmenxiacheng District shone into the room.

... Accompanied by the roaring siren and the roaring flames of the muzzle flames, the two muskets held by the fox hound, the exaggerated laughter and the firelight that cut through the night like a stream of light.

Is she happy?She was really happy, she was going crazy with joy.

Her dog is back.

She no longer has to follow her dogs like she used to. They are finally alive... and grown up.

Chen Mo carried her up the stairs of the tenth floor of the old tube building. The voice-activated lights on the stairs were still not repaired. She was drunk and shouted, summoning a light that was not bright.

They later borrowed a herringbone ladder, spent a morning repairing the malfunctioning lamp, and repaired their own way back at night.

Chen Mo was holding the ladder, and she was holding the pliers. Every ten seconds, she would lower her head to remind Chen Mo to hold on, as if she was worried that Chen Mo would kick the ladder away from her.

Chen Mo really wanted to do this, but the vigilant fox never gave him a chance.

In fact, at that height, with her skill, even if she fell, it wouldn't be a big deal. She just wanted to lower her head and look at him to see if he was still there.

Wei Yanwu didn't know everything about her and Chen Mo when they were young, so she sent herself to him to monitor her, remind him, and kill him if necessary.

She has been playing the role of a qualified fox hound, carefully hovering at both ends of the gap, interpreting her identity and personality well, but what kind of lie will not be exposed? 99% truth plus 1% falsehood talk.

Later that day, they went to the hospital together in the afternoon. Su Huxu pointed to the little girl on the bed and told Chen Mo that that was her sister.

Su Li.

Chen Mo said that he also knew a man named Su Li, who was his friend, but he was a boy.

She felt happy and disappointed.

Her sister said it was the first time the fox had brought friends to visit her.

Maybe this is considered ordinary, the unique ordinary between Chen Mo and Su Li. After mission after mission, with tattered clothes and bloody faces, they jumped into the artificial river circulated by the central city water supply system, and hooked Back to her home shoulder to shoulder, she would occasionally go to the hospital with gifts to see the child named Su Li.

"On purpose." Chen Mo said calmly.

On purpose, are you afraid that I will disrupt your plan, or are you afraid that when I should take action, I will be merciful because of your identity.

You underestimate me too much, I won't care. Even if I know you are Su Hu, I won't hesitate at all, as long as you stand opposite me.

I will use you.

I am no longer the familiar dog in your memory, and I will no longer take you to the police lounge to trade for candy with my childish appearance and that police badge.

You know, I was mean growing up.

"Speaking of it, it seems that I was able to escape only because of your support. It was you who saved me all the time."

Maybe without the fox hound, she would have died long ago. The fox hound always appeared at the critical moment. She always explained that if she died, she would lose her job, so she couldn't die.

We live and die together, our lives are linked together.

"No, you saved me when I was hung in an abandoned workshop in the old city."

"Do you remember?"

"You haven't forgotten either." She replied, her eyes moving to the wine glass on the table, with crystal ice floating in the glass.

"I'm going to forget."

"Lie." She chuckled: "You have a very good memory. For people like you, as long as others are nice to you, you will always remember it and you will never forget it."

"You know me so well?" Chen Mo said in surprise. Foxhound raised his wine glass and touched it lightly with him.

"We grew up together. Why don't you tell me that I don't understand you?" She said softly, putting down her wine glass: "It's no use even if you don't understand you."

The cold rim of the cup touched her lips, and the bitter liquid flowed across the room. Only then did Chen Mo have the opportunity to notice that the ears on top of her head had fallen softly, and a few strands of her medium-length orange hair were hanging down on her shoulders. .

"I told you in advance that this was part of the plan." She whispered the same words she had repeated for many years. "You messed up my plans."

"Bullshit plan, you're going to die."

Hanging from the crane, it was covered with bruises, more air came out and less air came in, and it almost had to be rebuilt.

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"You were very angry at that time and hacked everyone to death except you and me." Foxhound lowered his eyelids slightly as if remembering the past: "You spent 15 minutes taking me to the hospital, covered in blood. I grabbed the doctor by the collar and asked him to save me, and guarded the door of the operating room like a crazy mad dog, not letting anyone get close. It's not like you. Why? Is it a good thing for you that I'm dead? "

Chen Mo didn't answer.

He saw the injured Foxhound that day, and he didn't know why he was so angry. The Foxhound told her in advance that it was part of the plan, and vowed that they would spare his life.

But she was dying.

Almost died.

Her sister was still lying in the hospital with incurable Originium disease. He thought of 052, the 052 he had almost forgotten.

052's death is also a good thing for him. Only if he dies can he live. If she dies, he can have the opportunity to contact Ceria.

It should be so.

"I thought you were unconscious?"

"Monitoring will not cause coma. It took me a while to end it. It was quite troublesome."

she says:

"You haven't changed, Gouzi."

It seemed like I was lucky, but also had a hint of helplessness.

She sat on a high stool, holding the glass and gently clasping her fingers on the rim:

"For several years, we have been fighting in and out of the dragon gate, wary of each other, and having to put our lives in each other's hands. You are not used to it. A stranger suddenly appears one day, making you uneasy and helpless. , I am the same, but you are a dog, and among the sixty-odd orphans who came out of the resettlement camp, only you and I know each other."

What we orphans fear most is not being able to control our own destiny and drifting with the crowd, but we are also the most helpless. Therefore, we will feel uneasy and even repelled by the kindness of strangers who suddenly approach, so we will try our best to catch ourselves. Everything you can grab.

She paused and finally said the answer that Chen Mo had been waiting for a long time.

Let go of the wine glass and turn around to look at Chen Mo's familiar face.

"Wei Yanwu hasn't made any move yet. Sooner or later, he may choose to use your identity to do something again, which will do more harm than good. You staying here is just a time bomb. You know very well that you can't protect anyone now. Man, everything you have done in the past cannot be covered up by changing your name."

She said, her voice sounded in Chen Mo's ears:

"Don't take chances. Longmen is not your home and never will be. You have no home. You are an orphan like me."

We grew up here. We once had relatives of our own, but overnight, we all lost them. We have been looking for them all these years, but lost is lost and can never be found again.

"So you deliberately let Chen find me, just to let me choose to leave."

Chen Mo gently put down his wine glass, his voice a little hoarse.

He knew that he shouldn't complain about Foxhound, and she had no right to complain about her.