Longmen Memoirs

Those few internal guards of Emperor Ursus who suddenly appeared, and the noble status of her Duke's adopted daughter were questioned.

But she still remembered these words deeply, just like when she was a child, she didn't understand many of the things he told her.But later it turned out that everything he said had not lied to him.

Collective, interest, belief, policy, practicality, struggle.

The beginning of every rebellion mostly starts with contradictions, and the failure of every rebellion mostly comes from contradictions. Therefore, understanding the causes of contradictions and placing oneself in an objective and rational position in the contradictions are essential conditions.

Understanding the advantages of giving in and compromising does not mean admitting failure and giving up on your ideals, but it means taking a step closer to your ideals in a more practical way.

It is not until we get deeper and deeper into the community of infected people that these words become more and more precious and important.

"Don't use spells again in the future."

Tallulah took the young man's hand distressedly and held it gently.

That pale, unfamiliar yet familiar face made her worried.

His hands were cold and rough. Thanks to long-term fighting with weapons, his palms were covered with thick calluses worn by the handles and wind and rain.

"What's your answer?" the young man continued to ask.

"I remember."

He was the first to react and stop the remaining emperor's internal guards outside the village. He was also the one who rescued Alina when he was at his wits' end. At that time, she thought she was about to lose Alina.

She rushed over there like crazy. Alina was carrying him, who was seriously injured, unconscious and covered in blood, and walked through the snow. The ice and snow in the snowfield blurred her vision, and the icy cold wind poured into her rapid running and breathing. Every breath in her lungs was accompanied by stinging pain and torture.

She stared blankly at them approaching, the blood dyed the deer's white hair red, leaving a long line of dazzling scarlet on the pale snow.

In fact, this is not the first time she has told him not to do this, but what is helpless and ridiculous is that every time he does it, it is because of himself.

I was like a greedy, hypocritical villain, advising him but forcing him to make this choice.

The youth did not answer.

Then the roles between them suddenly reversed.

"What's the answer?" She asked with a straight face.

The young man nodded reluctantly.

"I see."

In fact, they all know that given the current difficult situation of the integrated movement, he will continue to use spells no matter what in the future. He is an indispensable and limited valuable combat force.

Unlike other people in the Integration Movement, most of whom were born in poverty and had a rough and arduous life, he has the most abundant and mature combat experience and keen sense of smell except Mr. Bodjokasti. His opinions, decisions and stand-up have been used many times. Saved the organization.

No one knows why he, who is the same age as himself, Shuangxing, Alina, or even many young people, has these surprising and puzzling things. Walking in front of them, he clearly looks as young as them. .

He should have had ideals and a passion that was not favored by others, and tried to integrate into the world while maintaining his innocent and childish ideas.

"The help in good times is certainly remembered, but sharing the joys and sorrows and never giving up in times of adversity is what makes people feel at ease."

He always seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Perhaps these words would be better for Alina than for me, but Tallulah..." He stared into those magnificent and jewel-like red eyes.

For many years, he had been haunted by the owner of these eyes.

For many years, he had been afraid that he would forget the owner of these eyes.

"...There is no need to care or worry about how you look in the eyes of others. Whether it is a young leader of the organization or the adopted daughter of Grand Duke Ursus, what you do is often more convincing than what you say. I believe in you. Those who are naturally willing to follow will not be forced to stay if they have doubts." He said:

"I believe you will eventually find your own way, even if this road is a fantasy and unrealistic wishful thinking in the eyes of many people. They are waiting to see you fall into the abyss between the broken ideal and reality, but I don't I think so..."

Tallulah suddenly understood what he wanted to say. Alina had also said the same thing, and she had used such words to encourage herself countless times, but never like this. Make her feel warm and real in her heart.

Because she knew that the person in front of her would hold her back the moment she was about to fall into the abyss. Even if he couldn't do it, he would be willing to fall with her.

It's like companionship...so I don't feel dark and scary, lonely and cold.

"I think the little tower I'm familiar with will definitely realize the ideal she desires. Although I haven't been able to watch her grow up, she will never disappoint."

Heavy expectations, solid trust, and weak voices.

In this dark and indifferent land, there is a person who believes in himself from beginning to end.

She opened her mouth slightly, but found that she could not respond with words.

"Are you hungry? Alina made winter vegetable stew in the afternoon. I'll go check if it's ready. I'll be back soon."

The young and idealistic leader of the integration movement let go of his hand and hurriedly and clumsily used this poor excuse to cover up.

He showed no sign of disappointment.

It wasn't until the silver-haired Drake disappeared from the door that he stared blankly at the palm of his hand that she had just held. There was still a warm touch, which was both real and fake.

He smiled.

He seemed to have realized his childhood dream. Although he had deviated somewhat, he was already satisfied at this moment. Because of his childhood greed, there was always an insurmountable distance between ideal and reality.

He really didn't have the confidence or belief to become the person who changed the world. He just kept warning himself in his heart, and then managed to hold on.

He did not tell Tallulah that every time he used a spell in his body, he was announcing the approach of death. Every time the light of blue flame illuminated the path forward of the entire movement, it was constantly squeezing and burning the oil in his body. There is not much life left in the exhausted body.

There are very few doctors in the Integral Movement, not to mention that even the most authoritative figures and doctors in the field could not cure him.

In fact, he has one last option, Qicheng's sarcophagus, but that means he will never wake up.

He couldn't bear to part with those eyes and silver hair.

There is almost no time, he thought, leaving the last memory between himself and her in the increasingly shortened time. Even if death will separate them one day, her will will not be shaken.

Even if you are well prepared [**

I'm not afraid of the pain of death, I'm just afraid that she will be sad after I die.

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On a warm afternoon, a few dusty travelers stood at the entrance of Longmen.

The hood covered most of the man's face, revealing a fair and young face from under the hood, with a few strands of silver hair fluttering in the breeze.

She looked up.

A pair of crystal-clear eyes reflected the tall buildings and grandeur of the city in the distance.

The clouds are clear and the sky is high.

She closed her eyes.

The broad artificial river in my memory reflected the shadows of tall buildings and the sky, creating many ripples in the gentle breeze.

She suddenly remembered many memories that she thought she had forgotten, as well as the photo that was sent to the administrative building by someone unknown. The person in the photo had the same hair color as hers.

She opened her eyes and pulled down the hood of her coat.

"Let's go."

There is no one here worthy of her nostalgia and waiting.

To this city, she has been an outsider since she was a child. She just met the same outsider and they mistakenly thought that each other was their own kind.

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Chapter 85 Dream Man

People often say that old things can be buried by time, but this statement is only half true.

The person who said this did not tell others that the part that can be buried usually means that it is not important, and the important part will often crawl up on its own.

Chen Mo had a dream.

When he opened his eyes, the familiar and infatuated figure from last night was no longer around him.

At this point, Chen Mo no longer thinks deeply about the relationship between himself and Chen. What he can be sure of is that he undoubtedly likes Chen, both body and soul.

Chen Du has truly become his thing.

Maybe this ending is very different from what they expected when they were children, but dreams usually succumb to reality later.

Because children's dreams are absurd and distant, they don't understand the distance between heaven and earth, and think that what they see in their eyes is everything in this world.

Chen Mo was never a child, but when he was in the orphanage, when his soul was trapped in his immature body, no matter how hard he struggled, he could only look at the world through the eyes of a child.

Therefore, he will inevitably be naive and have childish and pitiful fantasies.

There is a note left by Chen when he left on the bedside.

Use short and unquestionable sentences to warn him to take good care of Xiao Mo who stays at home, and that she will try to come home as much as possible.

The mess in the Guards Bureau is inseparable from Superintendent Chen of the Inspection Team. The recent series of incidents in Longmen have gradually cast a dark cloud over the originally peaceful city. It seems that Chen was able to take time out to go home in the midst of a stressful situation. A very difficult thing to do.

Chen Mo didn't force anything more.

He put down the message, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and fell on the messy bed.

Chen Mo felt a little guilty in his heart. He didn't want to turn things into what they were last night. Of course, if he regretted it, Chen Mo couldn't have such thoughts anyway.

Chen Mo could imagine Chen bending down in the darkness and groping for his clothes scattered around the room after his absurdity last night before daylight. Young people have never understood what moderation is, so the name regret was born after the incident. Emotions.

But when I see the person on the bed, the regret in my heart will slowly turn into helplessness.

I never thought that I would get married one day, and I never thought that I would have a family of my own.

In Superintendent Chen's world, all of this seemed so far away from her, so far away that she had never imagined this day in her mind.

When I finally found out that I was going to become a mother, I felt a rare sense of nervousness, hesitation and a faint expectation in my heart.

So later on, I tried hard to become a qualified mother, but I often found that everything I did was getting farther and farther away from the word qualified. Although the distance between ideal and reality was trying to get closer, in the end, I still felt More and more tired and weak.

Until one day a man named Chen Mo once again broke into her world, which was already peaceful and on the right track.

Every time he came, Chen was so caught off guard, and she was caught off guard by the suddenness, but after all, she had learned from the past, and this time Chen did not deliberately treat him with indifference and rejection out of fear.

In fact, the number of times the two of them were together was pitiful.

Superintendent Chen, who is usually cold, strict, rigid and unflexible, has another unknown personality in private. Of course, she still has a strong personality. But combined with the expression that she pretends to be calm due to being overly nervous and uneasy, she quickly climbed up the ladder. The blush on the cheeks and neck, and the angry scolding on the mouth make people feel cute.

Maybe the word cute is not suitable for Chen, but other than that, Chen Mo could not find any other word to describe her at that time.

Cute, stubborn, slightly stubborn and strong.

She is a little different from when she was a child, but she doesn't seem to be any different.

Chen Mo shook his head to clear away the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He felt a rare calmness after morning.

Sitting on the dining table and chairs in the living room, Xiao Mo was shaking his calves while eating breakfast.

"Has Mommy come back?" Xiao Mo put down the glass of milk and said uncertainly, "I seem to have seen her."

"Well, I left again this morning."

A look of disappointment appeared on the girl's face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Is she busy?"

"It will be very busy during this period." Chen Mo said, and added: "But I may come back in the evening."

"Then it's better not to go find her."

It turns out she was thinking about this just now.

"Are we going out today?" Xiao Mo jumped off the chair and straightened out her messy sweatshirt. She didn't wear a skirt today and seemed to have dressed up to go out.

Chen Mo didn't expose her little thoughts.

"Where do you want to go, little Mo?"

Xiao Mo hesitated and thought about it. She rarely went out, but she didn't know where she should go.

"I haven't thought about it." She shook her head worriedly.

"No place you want to go?" Chen Mo asked.

"Amusement park, I want to go to the amusement park, but mommy is not here. I want to go with mommy."

"Can't you come with me?"

"It's different." She shook her head seriously.

Chen Mo didn't know what the difference was. Maybe there were all kinds of differences in the world of children.

"What's the difference?" Chen Mo still wanted to know.