Longmen Memoirs

There was light snow falling in the sky, and the dim lights of the street lamps lit up one after another, forming a long line with no end. Mixed with the neon lights on the street, they illuminated this cold street.

"No. 323, Georgia Street, in the [-]th District. I rented an apartment there. I originally planned to stay outside after school and couldn't get back to the temporary residence where the college gate is closed, so I went there."

"Ok?"

"It's bagpipe. She often loses track of time whenever she's outside, so she rented a place."

"Like that time we met?"

"Yes, thanks to her."

"You gave me a good beating back then."

"Blame who?!"

"Blame me."

They stopped the car and wrapped two weapons in cold blankets.

The street scene of Londinium flashed outside the car, the bridge where Vina was blocked when she came back, the shop windows that were not closed, the empty neon signs in the park, the cars passing by on the street, neon signs, and high-rise buildings. ,light.

The car drove by smoothly, just like passing through the years, without any waves, but kept moving forward.

In the car, in the rearview mirror, Chen Mo looked at their reflections, a flash of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed silently.

"Take a nap when you're tired."

"No, tell me about your experience, Chen Mo. Well, it's not that important." Chen replied in a low voice. She closed her eyes and leaned lightly on Chen Mo's shoulder.

"Talk to me, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."

"...I have been to many places in the past few years. Although I have a mission, it is no different if I call it a tourist. I met a Rutland disaster messenger. Victoria came with her. She introduced me to some people in Leitania. The customs and customs are quite interesting. There are many street performers singing with violins and guitars on the streets of Letania. It is similar to what we saw in Longmen Commercial Street and the dock before, but there are many more people than there. .”

"Where's the piano?"

"I later learned it at Black Steel, with a junior who was much younger than me, but she had a bit of a soft temper. I think she should be much better now."

"Why do you want to learn?"

"Why?... To be honest, I am actually envious. I remember that you have played together before, and you can also play the violin. You may not have known about the Christmas performance at the orphanage the second year you came. They keep saying that your talent is better than hers."

"Why didn't I know?" Chen asked.

"So I said it in private."

"You remember so clearly." She said suddenly.

"...I always remember it." Chen Mo replied: "I have been to Dongguo and seen their shrine, but I don't know what kind of god it is. There are many such things there, and they are somewhat different from Longmen. I don't believe it. However, there is a person I know in Black Steel who believes that he will pay homage to any weird thing as a consolation. According to him, there will be no loss in the pros and cons."

"What about you? What have you been doing these years."

"I moved away from that home and severed ties with them. In my subsequent life, Wei...someone told me how to use the sword in my hand. I have been following him to learn the principles he taught me. He told me that there is One day I will be able to use what he taught me when I grow up, and it will be up to me to decide what to do."

"I have been to the Chen Mansion. They left Longmen and only left one housekeeper." Chen Mo said: "I know you will move out one day. After all, you didn't like them before, so you have been alone all these years. live."

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Chen Mo suddenly remembered the petite woman holding an umbrella who appeared next to Wei Yanwu whom he had seen from a distance in Longmen.

"It sounds like we have a good relationship with you. Your name is Wen...yue, right?"

Chen suddenly fell silent. She seemed to be hesitating about something, and asked after a while.

"Do you hate him? Hate him for driving you away. If he hadn't done this..."

"I don't hate him, Chen." Chen Mo interrupted Chen: "I used to hate him, but then I didn't hate him anymore, not at all. I know who I should hate. If it weren't for him, we might never see each other again. Opportunities, you know, I never dared to think about that before.”

"..."

Chen didn't ask any more. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to hear the answer to this question from Chen Mo, but his answer still made Chen relieved.

What followed was a feeling of guilt and debt.

"Tell me about your family. I've never heard you mention your father and that police badge."

"I don't have deep memories of him. I only remember that he rarely came back. Most of the time, my mother was the only one at home. She... later she kept telling me that she would get better, but I left her in Longmen. "

They kept talking in low voices. Most of the time, Chen was asking and Chen Mo was talking. Occasionally, Chen Mo would ask about something, but they deliberately didn't mention things that shouldn't be mentioned.

It's like they want to understand each other's lives for more than ten years, so as to fill in the large gaps left in their memories when the other person is no longer around.

ps: The following chapters are all paid content

Chapter 89 Silently guarding Chen Gui (End): Silently guarding Chen Gui

[It will get better, Xiaomo. You have to learn to wait, and you have to get used to patience. Mom promises you that everything will be fine, so you must live well. 】

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After getting off.

"When I was a kid, I thought about what it would be like to be carried on your back. I didn't expect that it turned out to be like this... No wonder she is so reluctant to let you go."

Chen closed his eyes and whispered softly, his cheek slowly pressed against Chen Mo's back.

"List……"

"I am listening."

"Contact Bagpipe when you get back."

He didn't hear Chen's answer. Chen seemed to be half asleep, and the sound of steady breathing sounded from Chen Mo's ears.

"List?"

"..."

"I know you can hear me."

Reason told Chen that she should let go, but she couldn't agree with this idea. Instead, she pushed harder.

Chen Mo could feel Chen's hands holding his shoulders tightly.

"I can't stay here too long... we'll see you again," he said.

"I can not hear."

Chen's voice suddenly sounded in Chen Mo's ears, and he gave an unexpected answer.

Chen Mo didn't have many surprises.

Although in his increasingly certain impression of Chen, she never seemed like someone who would say such a thing.

"I say……"

"I can't hear anything right now!"

Chen seemed to want to emphasize something and emphasized his tone.

In her early twenties, she was far from becoming the stubborn, rigid and strict Longmen Superintendent she later became.

Chen Mo calmed down.

They were silent for a while. Chen turned his head to rest on Chen Mo's back as if he was asleep, but Chen Mo could see her open eyes in the passing window.

Their eyes met at the window, and they seemed to turn a blind eye as if they didn't notice each other.

Go up the stairs.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and broke the doorknob. He pushed the door open and entered with Chen behind his back.

Lights illuminated the dim room.

The apartment is not big, and the decoration is extremely simple, but you can still see the atmosphere of life. A few dolls placed on the sofa and potted plants placed outside the window sill are the masterpieces of bagpipes without even thinking about it.

Chen probably doesn't know how to do this, and he doesn't have the time to do this kind of thing.

Chen Mo pushed open the two doors with obvious styles.

Chen seemed to have really fallen asleep. She didn't wake up when Chen Mo took off her coat and covered her with the quilt. Her hair on her forehead was a little messy, and her long hair was spread on the blue and white pillow.

Chen Mo tucked her in, just like Ms. Kamiya had done in his memory. Light snow was falling outside the window. He walked to the window and closed the curtains. Two weapons wrapped in a cold blanket were staggered and leaned against the bedside table.

Chen, who had his eyes closed, heard his footsteps.

She didn't open her eyes.

She heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, and a warm towel was placed on her forehead.

The past memories in Chen's mind suddenly became extremely clear at this moment.

It was very similar to that night, which was also so cold. She came to the orphanage in the snow. The light snow under the night sky was covered with a shallow layer, and the footprints were left on it. The sky on the other side of the river was illuminated by brilliant fireworks.

He held his hand and walked back with Talulah on his back. That was the last time the past between the three of them remained in Chen's memory.

But now only myself and him are left.

But now it seems that she can never go back to the past days. Chen Huijie has always wanted to change, but in the end, she can't do anything.

Chen Mo looked at Chen Jingjing's face.

He opened his mouth, but finally couldn't say anything more.

Just before he turned around and wanted to pick up the weapon beside the bed, his movements suddenly stopped.

Chen grabbed his wrist.

Her eyes fell on Chen Mo and she looked straight at him calmly.

Their eyes meet.

Chen's hands were therefore a little harder, although she understood that it might not be of any use.

"It's time for me to go." Chen Mo said.

"I know." Chen pursed her lips tightly. She took away the towel on her forehead and straightened up. The quilt slipped off, revealing the sweater underneath. "I just... haven't figured out how to accept it yet."

She lowered her eyelids slightly.

next moment.

A warm yet unfamiliar embrace hugged her. Chen was stunned. She slowly raised her hand that was hanging down and hugged Chen Mo's shoulder with her backhand.

"It's okay, Chen. Let's say goodbye this time." Chen Mo leaned on her shoulder and closed his eyes: "I owe you. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make up for it."

"Who wants your next life?" Chen said softly, "I don't care."

"Feel sorry."

"Don't say sorry!"

He fell silent and let go, but Chen hugged him tightly.

"Chen..." he reminded.

"No matter what I say, you won't listen." He saw Bu Chen's expression, but Chen's voice was so clear in his ears that her shoulders trembled slightly.

"No matter what I do, I can't make you change your mind?!"

Before Chen Mo could answer, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit Chen Mo's shoulder. Stinging pain came from his shoulder. Chen Mo suddenly thought of something. He wanted to push Chen Mo away from his arms, but Chen Mo's hand was holding her tightly.

Too late.

Chen let go.

Dark red blood stained her lips.

Chen Mo looked at Chen's appearance and the blood at the corner of her mouth. Anger suddenly welled up in his heart, but it was quickly filled with powerlessness.

"Do you know what you are doing?" He said, very much like Chen who asked the same question just now.

Chen raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"If this is the only way to stop you from worrying, yes, of course I know what I'm doing, I know it very well." Chen's answer, with a sickly pale look on her face, grabbed Chen Mo's collar: "I won't leave you behind again, Ruanfanchen. I won't let anyone bear it again. Even if it's a mistake, I will bear the mistake with you, so don't run away again, coward."

There was a prayer in her words.

Chen's feelings were so heavy that they seemed to destroy all the rhetoric and excuses Chen Mo had prepared, making him fall into it and making it impossible for him to leave again.

Their eyes reflected each other's figures. In Chen Mo's red eyes, Chen Mo could clearly see the astonishment on his face that had not faded away, and he could also clearly see himself in her eyes.

"I didn't want to escape."

"You've been on the run."