Longmen Memoirs

"You want to give me a gift?" Chen Mo asked, a little curious: "What do you want to give me?"

"I didn't say I wanted to give you a gift."

"Then why are you asking me..."

"Isn't it okay to ask?"

"I asked but didn't send it, and even if I didn't send it, I still asked." Chen Mo smacked his lips: "Thankfully, I still have some expectations..."

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"A little." Chen Mo said, and stretched out his fingers to show a very small distance.

"That's it, no more."

"Otherwise, I'll give myself to you as a gift." Tallulah thought for a while, as if telling a joke.

"you?"

Chen Momo really looked at Tallulah for a while, with her reddish face, long eyelashes, and the face under the silver hair that could be seen as delicate and beautiful in the past but now childish. The cute little horn on the top of her head faced the midday sun.

"no?"

She asked, lowering her head pretending to be shy, her fingers nervously pinching the hem of her skirt, and her little leather boots under her white cotton socks gently pressed together.

"Okay."

ps: I forgot to post a chapter, Tallulah.

Chapter 18 Merry Christmas Chen Mo

In the evening after the afternoon passed, light snow began to fall in the sky again.

This year, no volunteers came to the orphanage to hold activities. In fact, there have been very few days when activities were held.

The children in the orphanage gathered in the hall, laying out colorful ribbons, placing the Christmas tree in the corner, and one plate after another full of food being brought out from the kitchen and placed on the dining table.

The wall is a patch of snow with cute elk and graffiti painted on it. The children put a red and white Santa hat on the nun’s head. Ms. Camilla’s Christmas hat was a little smaller and looked crooked when she put it on. Her usually serious, rigid and cold face had a hint of childlike charm and softness for no reason.

In fact, the children like Ms. Kamiya very much, and only on this important day will Ms. Kamiya let the children do whatever they want.

Outside the house was a quiet darkness. In the darkness, snowflakes fell on the steps in front of the orphanage. Warm lights were on inside the house.

Tallulah and Chen Mo stood at the end of the long table. Tallulah gently reached out and grabbed the corner of Chen Mo's clothes. Chen Mo turned around. This was the first Christmas she had spent in the orphanage, and the only way she could The only person I relied on was Chen Mo, whom I had just met.

Chen Mo took Talulah's hand and held it in his.

In the bright light, her red eyes were filled with uneasiness and faint expectation.

"Can you sing?" Chen Mo asked quietly.

"What song is it?"

"Whose birthday is it today?"

"No, but I will sing this song later."

Tallu tightened her grip.

Chen Mo turned around and saw Ms. Lan Min walking out of the kitchen, tying her hand around the waistband and wiping it.

Ms. Teresa nodded.

Ms. Lan Min stood beside her, and the nuns, Ms. Kamiya, Ms. Essi, Ms. Teresa, Ms. Lan Min, and Ms. Teranza sat in front of the only old bellows piano in the orphanage.

Everyone at the orphanage gathered together.

The children looked at Ms. Theresa who was standing in the center. She cleared her throat and spoke softly:

"Merry Christmas, everyone!"

"Merry Christmas, Mother Teresa!!/Mother Aisi/Mother Kamiya/Mother Theresa/Mother Lanmin."

Miscellaneous voices sounded in the hall, and the two children who shouted inconsistently looked at each other blankly and laughed at the same time.

"Okay, please be quiet." Ms. Theresa clapped her hands, trying to silence the happy children, but the applause was drowned in the children's play.

In this joyful and relaxing holiday, everyone seems to be relaxing.

Ms. Theresa glanced at Ms. Kamiya helplessly.

Ms. Kamiya understood.

"Quiet!!"

Wearing a crooked Santa hat, she suddenly spoke. There was not much scolding in her stern voice, but she still made the children quiet down immediately.

Ms. Teresa continued:

"This is your second year here. You have all done well this year. You are very well-behaved and obedient. I am very happy. You are all a group of good, kind and smart children."

The children were a little excited.

"I know you must miss home, your family, and your parents. You came here because of a disaster, but the disaster has passed. From the moment you came here, it has passed. From now on, we will be here. It will be your home, and I and we will be your family."

"I want to tell you that you still have home and family. You are not alone. No matter what happens in the future, we will stand behind you."

She smiled softly as she spoke, and continued with her serious eyes:

"I'm sorry that I couldn't do more for you, but I firmly believe that you are all a group of brave children."

"I hope you can remember that if you feel tired, wronged, or sad in the future, you can come back here at any time. We will wait for you here, and there will always be a place for you here."

"Anyway, in the new year, everyone must be happy and grow up safely." Ms. Theresa gently closed her palms and closed her eyes.

"...May God always protect you."

After Mother Teresa's words ended, there was a brief silence in the orphanage. The children gently closed their eyes and joined her and the nuns in praying before meals.

Chen Mo wasn't sure whether God would bless him, but he probably wouldn't.

He has never seen God, and God never appeared when he needed help the most. In fact, he is not a devout believer, and there is no need for God to help an ungodly guy like him, but if this is the case.

Why should he believe in God?

Fortunately, Tallulah, like him, is a non-believer in God, so they are the outliers in this orphanage, because the nuns and children in the orphanage will more or less believe in the existence of God, even if it is only in their hearts. God is like a self-deceiving illusion.

If they feel that he exists, then he exists. Most people hope that he exists so that they can find a spiritual support.

"Do you believe it?" Tallulah asked Chen Mo in a low voice behind him.

"I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Why should you believe something you haven't seen before?" Chen Mo said.

If you want to make yourself believe in God, then you may have seen it.

She doesn't have such great divine power, she is just an ordinary to mediocre woman, she is a bit stupid, but she can do things that even gods cannot do.

Tallulah quietly opened her eyes and looked around the quiet crowd, as if she had discovered something incredible.

"But everyone here believes it?" she said in surprise.

Look at them, they are so sure that there will be an illusory being to protect them, but they clearly don't know what that person looks like.

"What about you?"

"Of course I... don't believe it."

How should I believe in it? Why should I believe in it? I hope it doesn't appear when it appears. Since it doesn't appear, why should I believe in a god who won't appear?

"very nice."

Chen Mo felt relieved and satisfied for no reason.

After the prayer, Ms. Theresa, who was sitting in front of the bellows piano, played the "Jingles bell" gently, and the children sang along with Ms. Theresa's gentle singing.

Amid the singing, the orphanage was filled with laughter and slapstick among the children.

Ms. Kamiya turned a blind eye.Because several children were holding gifts made from postcards around her on the seat, her tense face suddenly collapsed. Ms. Kamiya tried her best to maintain her "majesty", but Amid the curious and innocent questions, the smile on her lips became more and more obvious, and the majesty she tried to maintain finally collapsed like a collapsed city wall.

"Didn't you prepare anything?" Tallulah asked, holding a fork with diced meat. Every movement she made showed that she had received a noble education, and she ate half of the chicken leg with it. The greasy-mouthed Chen Mo formed a sharp contrast.

As if from two different worlds.

"What gift?" Chen Mo was confused.

"there."

Chen Mo looked in the direction indicated by Tallulah. Several children sitting on the other side of the long table jumped down from their seats and walked towards Ms. Theresa with their hands behind their backs, holding star films tightly in their hands behind their backs. Small gifts made by myself.

"Ms. Theresa won't care." Chen Mo said.

"You won't forget, will you?"

"There are so many people here." Chen Mo tilted his head and whispered: "If you miss one, you won't be discovered. Besides, I gave it as a gift last year."

"Why are you so bad!?" Tallulah was a little disgusted.

"You don't have one either?" Chen Mo retorted.

"how could I know!"

She had just arrived, and she didn't know what to do in the orphanage. How did she know to prepare gifts? What's more, Chen Mo had never done such a thing, and... she wasn't ready to integrate here yet.

But she was never prepared in the future. In fact, none of them were good at doing this kind of thing. They would only keep it in their hearts silently, not good at expressing it, and not used to letting people know.

It's like making yourself weak.

Tallulah angrily knocked Chen Mo's head lightly.

The room suddenly became dark at this moment, and Tallulah's hand that was knocking on Chen Mo's head grabbed his ear in panic.No matter how strong she appears, she is still just an eight-year-old child.

Ms. Lan Min walked from the kitchen while pushing the dining table. The flames of the candles on the cake on the dining table illuminated the young faces of every child in the orphanage. The gentle smiling faces of the nuns and the black shadows faintly shone on the wall covered with graffiti. noodle.

Overlapping and overlapping, gradually becoming indistinguishable from each other.

Although this is not the first time I have experienced it, I still feel surprised and excited when I see the light of candles.

The flames were floating in the dark pupils, as if they had ignited hope and would never be extinguished.

Happybirithday to you, Happybirithday to me……

"Happy birthday!!!"

The sound of piano accompanied by singing floated across the narrow gray sky above the orphanage.

It was snowing heavily.

"Chen Mo..." Tallulah suddenly took Chen Mo's hand.

Her beautiful red pupils reflected everything that happened in the orphanage. Ms. Lanmin and Ms. Theresa were cutting the cake, Ms. Theresa was playing the piano, and Ms. Theresa was handing the cake to Ms. Kamiya. Children in the orphanage happily share cakes with each other.

"how?"

"This place is a little different than I thought."

"Ah."

Tallulah smiled, a real, casual smile like a child.

She gently put it next to Chen Mo's ear:

"Merry Christmas Chen Mo."

Chen Mo held Talulah's hand tightly.

"Merry Christmas Tallulah."

How lucky I am to meet you in this life.

Chapter 19 Her surname is also Chen

Her surname is also Chen, Chen Huijie.

She came to the orphanage on this day, the day after Christmas.