Longmen Memoirs

Because she could already understand that every word she said could no longer be treated as nothing happened.

It is true that the family relationship has not come to an end, but many things have actually changed subtly, just like Chen has understood that heroes are not only good at fighting and killing.

"Because of mommy?" Chen Mo asked.

"Everyone is afraid of uncle." Xiao Mo said, and the heat of his words hit Chen Mo's ears: "Mommy, too. Sometimes when I see my uncle from a distance, I feel like he is a different person. If that's the case, it's great, Xiao Mo." Don't be like that, no one will like it."

It's a funny reason, but it fits a child's thoughts.

Because no one likes you, you don't want the rights.

But without rights, many things cannot stay.

"No one will like you." Chen Mo comforted softly: "If Xiao Mo doesn't want to, it's fine to grow up like this. I think Chen, like me, hopes to see Xiao Mo live according to his own wishes. .”

Logically speaking, it is too early to say these words to a child under six years old, but Chen Mo couldn't help but want to say it.

He suddenly thought of his mother.

She is a very warm woman. She has no extraordinary appearance or talent. She just looks gentle and virtuous. She is very ordinary, but she is such an ordinary woman. In these many years, Chen Mo has never found anyone who is the same as her. people.

Maybe it's just my own subjective thoughts that lead to this view, or maybe it's just that the same figure exists in everyone's memory.

She is very ordinary, and greatness seems far away from her, but I have never seen anyone similar to her.

"Live according to your own wishes, but I haven't thought about it yet..."

Xiao Mo quietly raised her head from behind and glanced at Chen Mo's side face. She felt that it was good now. Chen Mo was here and mommy was also here.

She had hoped that everything would be there in her fantasy life.

It's like a dream, one doesn't want to wake up.

"It's not there now, but it will be in the future." Chen Mo said: "Xiao Mo, do you want to know what mommy's dream was when she was a child?"

Chen Mo sold Chen out without any sense of loyalty.

"Mommy didn't say that."

Of course Chen couldn't say it, and he was too embarrassed to say it.

"After all, why did I have the nerve to tell others that I wanted to be a martial arts hero when I was a child?" Chen Mo said and whispered: "Don't tell Mommy that I said it. This is a secret between Xiao Mo and me."

"Yes." The little girl nodded and asked curiously: "Did Mommy want to be a martial arts hero when she was a child?"

"Silly, right?"

Chen Mo thought of the days when he was in the orphanage. The childish and silly girl was so nostalgic now.

He never thought he would be with her today, maybe it's time to go back and take a look.

"She took a branch and chased the children of all sizes in the orphanage while yelling. Basically everyone was beaten by her. In the end, no one was willing to get close to her. When she was a child, she definitely didn't count. Be good."

Chen Mo would not admit that he felt a little resentful when he said this, but he couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Mo thought about that scene and suddenly laughed. The girl's smile was as crisp as a wind chime, mixed with the raindrops falling on the umbrella. She held Chen Mo's arm with one hand and tried to cover up the laughter with the other. .

It took a long time to get over.

"how about you?"

"I?"

"Did you think about it when you were a kid? Your dreams."

Chen Mo was stunned.

He thought of that winter. He couldn't remember many things in the orphanage. He could only vaguely remember Tallulah's little hand that she put into his pocket and what she said.

What did you say?

"Thought about..."

"Did it come true?"

"From a certain perspective, it has been achieved."

"Did mommy beat you too?" Xiao Mo looked at Chen Mo with big eyes.

Chen Mo turned his head slightly and saw the red eyes under the light.

"I was the one who got beaten the hardest." Chen Mo replied helplessly and sadly.

Xiao Mo laughed again.

"why?"

"Maybe it's because of my dream, or maybe it's because I don't like me. I couldn't beat her at that time." Chen Mo said, then changed the subject: "I'm not telling you this to teach you to fight, Xiao Mo."

Now, Chen Mo is more and more accustomed to his current identity.

"Xiao Mo doesn't know how to fight with others." Chen Mo replied obediently.

"But if you are bullied, you must not endure it stupidly, let alone cry, you know? Crying is the most useless thing in the world. Only fools do that. If you are bullied, you must return it, no matter who the other party is, remember?"

"Remember." Xiao Mo nodded and asked curiously: "Did you come back after Mommy bullied you?"

Chen Mo suddenly choked.

To say that he was slapped in the face was too fast, but in order to maintain the image that he had finally built up, Chen Mo certainly did not admit it.

"That's why I got you later."

Xiao Mo didn't quite understand.

"Is this also what the book says?"

"correct."

Chen Mo did not continue this topic.

The light rain in Longmen gradually stopped, and they stood under the lights on the roadside. The bus hadn't come yet, and it was a little cold when the wind blew.

Xiao Mo shrank his neck.

"Is it cold?" Chen Mo asked.

"not cold."

Chen Mo took off his coat and took the little girl into his arms.

"now what?"

"much better."

He looked up at himself, then lowered his head, his voice was very low.

Not long after getting in the car, Xiao Mo leaned in Chen Mo's arms wearing a coat. She had her eyes closed, her long silver hair on her forehead was a little scattered, and she held Chen Mo's palm tightly.

Outside the bus window, there was silence in the darkness after the rain. The lights turned on silently, reflecting Chen Mo's face that was no longer childish on the glass.

He stretched out his hand to tighten his daughter's coat, gently brushed his bright silver hair with his fingers, and said softly:

"forgive me."

Chen Mo has never felt that he is a competent father and husband. In fact, he has not yet adapted to this identity. In these years, he has always been traveling here and there, never staying in one place for a long time.

He was not around when Xiao Mo was born, and could not watch the child welcome her first day into this not-so-beautiful world with her.

He was not around when Chen needed him, leaving Chen alone in Longmen, unable to accompany her through the days when she needed him most.

Chen Mo owed so many people that it was inevitable that he would have many regrets in his life.

But fate did not hesitate to give him a chance, just like on the last New Year's Day when he left Longmen, Longmen did not hesitate to give him a tiny bit of warmth.

He still has room to make amends.

结晶纪元1097年5月26日9:21。

Just like everyone living in Xiacheng District dreams of one day getting rich and leaving this hellish place, Ansuo also had the same dream, but even though Miss Ansuo had been working hard during that time to warn herself to work towards her dream, In order to make the little blue pieces of paper in the pockets of people in the uptown area shine, but unfortunately, her dream seems to be getting further and further away from her.

If you don't work hard, you will never know how desperate you are.

Miss Ansuo is considered a person who has given up on herself. If she stops quietly stuffing things into the door of a house that has long since abandoned her, Miss Ansuo may really leave Xiacheng District one day.

But it’s really weird for you to say that people are like this.

Obviously I care a lot about it, but I just can't help but want to go back and take a look, telling myself to draw a clear line, it doesn't matter anymore, right? But I still feel soft-hearted and feel sad, so I lose more than half of it. savings.

I also had to comfort myself over and over in my mind: They are all dying anyway, and there is no use saving them.

A bad life might as well be used in a more valuable place, at least it will feel better.

In fact, I do many things, but all I do is seek peace of mind.

Although the life in Xiacheng District is sad, it can be a little warm occasionally. For example, I took a bus for free again. The wind on the roof is much more comfortable than inside the car. Another example is that I caught a big fish today. If the police officer from the Guards Bureau didn't Life will be better if you mind your own business.

I won’t feel that I have no hope, because I have found a hope and sustenance.

Live every day with peace of mind and happiness, and then wait for death with peace of mind, telling yourself that you have done everything you can do, although you have left many regrets.

But, it feels pretty good.

The premise is that there is no harm without comparison.

The silver-haired girl was sitting on the bed that originally belonged to Chen Mo in the small room.

Everything here seemed strange and new to her. It was crowded and small, but not messy. It was just that everything was placed in a room of less than ten square meters, although it was neat, but it still made people feel complicated.

Of course, the space becomes more and more restricted.

But Xiao Mo didn't think so. Although everything here seemed quite cheap and crude compared to the Qilong Apartment in Taipu, when he thought of that person who had lived in this place in the past, sleeping on the bed underneath him, the sunshine The pots and pans outside the balcony and the clothes hanging in the room would fall on his face through the simple and dilapidated low window.

She would subconsciously feel that everything here made her miss and care about it, so that she kept looking back and forth at this small house that could be seen in one glance.

"You have to go to the big bathhouse below to take a shower. I don't know if that guy will come to pick you up. If he doesn't come, you will have to sleep here tonight."

Ansuo stood up in front of the small wardrobe holding pillows and quilts.

"Anyway, it's the house he rented. He won't come back. I don't know if the rent can be refunded. It's a pity that it's empty." Ansuo said with some regret. He turned around and found Xiao Mo looking at her.

No matter how many times I looked at her, I still felt that the delicate and cute little girl in front of me, who looked like a doll, did not look like his daughter. If she were Superintendent Chen, to be fair, she was indeed a cold beauty despite her terrible personality.

As for him, Ansuo couldn't think of giving birth to such a cute girl with his virtues even if he thought about it.

How can you be so virtuous? How many good things did you do in your previous life to get such a reward?

Ansuo's ambitions are very small. She just hopes that she can be born into a wealthy family and does not have to be too powerful. As long as she has money, she will be grateful.

But unfortunately, it seemed that everything she thought was perfectly confirmed by the little girl in front of her.

The envy in Ansuo's eyes almost overflowed.

"Yes." Xiao Mo nodded, holding the edge of the bed with both hands and looking at Ansuo curiously and asked: "Sister Ansuo and...are you friends with him?"

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Ansuo, who had put the quilt on the bed, raised his head in confusion when he heard Xiao Mo's words.

"Friends... that's right. Whoever makes friends with that guy will be in trouble." Ansuo said with a bitter face, thought about it, and then raised his head proudly:

"Speaking of which, I am that guy's savior."

She raised her index finger, her face full of pride, and she almost raised her tail.

"What do you mean the savior?"

"I found this place for him originally, and it's not bad." Ansuo opened his hand: "At that time, he came to Longmen alone, with no friends he knew, and he didn't even have a place to live. If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet Ben An... ahem... I might still be living on the streets now."

Ansuo said, looking at Xiao Mo, he suddenly thought of something.

"Speaking of which, isn't he married? Even though I wouldn't have believed him if he had said it, why didn't he go to you?"

Xiao Mo, who was stared at by Ansuo, lowered his head slightly.

"I don't know. Mummy has been waiting for him, but he didn't come back." The silver hair hanging down by her face slightly obscured the girl's gaze: "Mummy went to find him."

That kind of feeling of loss made Ansuo very difficult to adapt to, and an indescribable sense of guilt arose in his heart, as if he had done something bad and unacceptable.

As a senior recidivist, Ansuo obviously has a good grasp of her own psychology. She is just not very good at doing good deeds and is a bit disdainful, but she does not feel guilty.

"Then he must be out of his mind. It has nothing to do with you."

Ansuo has always been very good at shirking responsibility.

She sat next to Xiao Mo, straightening her legs wrapped in black stockings and wearing boots.