Longmen Memoirs

The flimsy document fell into his hand, and Texas' fingers tightened slightly.

She asked the question in her mind.

"In this way, I become a different person."

"It's incredible, right?" Snake seemed to have anticipated what she would say. He gently put his hands on Texas's shoulders from behind: "But you are still you, Texas, even though you have changed your identity. Name, even residence, but you are still you, your past, and your memories still belong to you. This does not mean denying the past, and these will never change."

"You seem to be good at this."

"Then do you want to hear how many names and identities I had before Snake?" Snake asked with a smile.

"a lot of?"

"A lot."

"...Is this someone you know with this appearance?" Texas asked, looking at herself in the mirror with short orange hair.

"She is a stubborn fool, you must not imitate her." Snake seemed to have thought of something to answer. "It would be better if your expression could be softer."

"Well... you can try it."

"No need to be embarrassed." Snake shook his head: [&$

"it is good."

She didn't even think about it. Maybe this girl didn't understand what politeness meant, but maybe foreigners' lifestyle was just that simple.

"Then...the only thing left is to change the dressing. We will leave after you finish changing the dressing."

Snake said suddenly.

Texas hesitated for a few seconds, but finally did not refuse.

The bandages wrapped around the shoulders and waist were untied, and scarlet blood stains remained on the oozing and dried gauze. The faint blood circled the tip of Texas' sensitive nose.

The hideous stitched wound on the waist next to the flat lower abdomen was healing.

"The wound is recovering well. According to this trend, you will probably be able to do it yourself in a week."

She lowered her head and saw the snake squatting in front of the chair. The disinfectant water stung a little when cleaning the wound. Texas could not help but frown slightly. She had experienced similar pain many times, but every time she still felt the pain before the wound healed. There would be labor pains, and she thought that such days might never end.

She thought suddenly.

Maybe no matter how much she escapes, her past will catch up with her one day, even if she changes her name and identity, but not now, at least not now.

The snake's fingers touched the skin on Texas' body before re-wrapping the gauze, and passed around the girl's back and waist, looking briefly at the girl.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Snake's eyes were very calm, and although Texas's expression was still calm, she knew in her heart that she might not be so calm in her heart.

This is strange.

But no disgust and resentment.

Perhaps because she regarded the snake as a doctor and she was just one of her special patients, she didn't have many thoughts for the time being.

Texas put on the shirt that she had temporarily taken off again. She sat on the chair and buttoned the buttons one by one. She suppressed the strange emotions in her heart, but she could not help but cast her eyes from time to time in the room where she was cleaning newspapers on the floor. On men with wavy hair.

The snake opened the window.

Small blue flames ignited at his fingertips, and even the hair wrapped in newspaper in his hand turned into ashes in the flames and drifted toward the sky in a gust of wind outside the window.

"That's a spell, are you a warlock?" Texas asked in surprise.

The snake turned around and leaned against the window.

"Barely."

"I didn't see your staff."

"I don't use a staff."

Snake walked up to her and picked up the hair dyeing tools that were put into the trash bag. He glanced around the room, as if to confirm whether the traces had been cleaned up.

"Come on, it's time for us to go." He said, bending down to help Texas stand up, and Texas put his hand on his right shoulder.

A distance of more than ten centimeters

Texas looked sideways and could only see the snake's profile, with some clear sparse stubble under the black hair. Only then did she notice that the snake's right eye was dim and had no focus.

"your eyes……"

"You noticed." The snake didn't look back. He stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob: "One is blind, but it's worth it."

Texas didn't ask why it was worth it, her relationship with snakes wasn't that great, and she wasn't sure she'd get the answer.

Maybe it would be an unnecessary lie, and he was good at that.

The sunlight outside the corridor shone on his face, and the dim pupil reflected the bright light under the sky. Texas slightly withdrew his gaze.

"Sorry," Texas said, still unable to calm herself down.

"Why are you sorry? It's not your fault."

He said it for granted.

The wind blew past her, and Texas's short orange hair fluttered slightly in the wind. She looked at the once familiar town in front of her and the clock tower in the distance. After changing her identity and appearance, Texas felt in her heart But it was rare that I felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

The girl who was bound by Texas finally got her own short and false freedom at this moment.

But, can I really live like this?

Chapter 8 My wife and I...

Live desperately and survive, this is how we all got here. Fortunately, we all survived. Unfortunately, we have all lost because of this.

What is lost cannot be brought back, but for this reason, the living should strive to continue living.

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April 6

sunny

Grava, a town on the northern border of Syracuse

The desolate scenery has finally passed. This journey has been much calmer than imagined. Of course, this kind of calmness is worth celebrating, at least it is much better than being followed by a bunch of people trying to kill you.

Texas' injury improved a lot, and she recovered faster than Chen Mo imagined. Perhaps this was related to her state of mind. Chen Mo felt that after leaving Taranto, the girl was obviously much more relaxed, although she was still taciturn. , but often take the initiative to ask something.

The dusty car was parked outside the store.

In the store, Chen Mo pushed the shopping cart, and Texas followed behind him, looking aimlessly at the products on the shelves. Sometimes when Chen Mo spoke, she would take the initiative to get some of the things he wanted and put them in the shopping cart.

Of course, the person who pays in the end must be Chen Mo himself.

Since breaking away from the bottomless money abyss of Black Steel International, it seems that even he himself has gradually begun to save a sum of money. Although it is not much, at least he can save some money on the journey from Syracuse back to Longmen. Too worried. As long as there is no accident, as for returning to Longmen, Chen Mo has not thought about these issues.

He is just a bastard that no one loves or cares about. He has learned how to survive long ago when he has grown up.

He still keeps the IOU he left, probably because he is not prepared to pay it back.

Foxtail, that evil-minded guy, took advantage of the situation and took advantage of Chen Mo. He relied on Chen Mo for all the debts she incurred from past research and the project funds that may be needed for future research. It was also Chen Mo who took advantage of the situation. When she first arrived, she was young and ignorant, so she agreed to a lot of unequal treaties in a confused way, so that when she was at Black Steel, she never got her allowances and dividends, and she had to consider making some deductions while performing field missions. Some repayments.

While Chen Mo was thinking this, he took out the items in the shopping cart one by one from the counter.

Texas was standing behind him, near the door.

A few minutes later, Chen Mo and Texas walked out of the store carrying shopping bags.

"Texas, did you secretly take my cigarette?"

Chen Mo turned his head suspiciously and asked the girl next to him.

"No." Texas put his hands into the pockets of his gray and black sweatshirt.

"But why did you smoke so fast?"

"I haven't seen it." Texas replied without looking back.

"...you look at me and say."

Texas turned his head slightly and looked in a different direction from Chen Mo.

The answer is self-evident.

This girl didn't seem to be very good at lying, maybe she didn't even think about covering it up.

"How can this work! Texas, how can a girl smoke? No one will want you like this. I suggest you quit smoking."

Texas turned his head and looked at him with indifferent eyes.

"Why don't you quit?"

"Because I'm the one who paid for it." He said with reason.

"..."

The price of cigarettes is not cheap, but compared with similarly priced items, cigarettes can barely be considered a luxury product.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence. This is right."

They walked to the car and looked at the car covered in mud and dust. Chen Mo opened the door and put the shopping bags in the back seat. After getting in the car, Texas was already sitting in the passenger seat and was fastening his seat belt. .

"Where to go next?"

"Find a place to rest. Let's go through the entry formalities in Letania tomorrow morning. We'll stay here tonight. Do you have somewhere you want to go?"

"No."

"Then let's go." Chen Mo started the car. As he spoke, he quietly stuffed the note in front of the driver's seat into his pocket: "We will leave Syracuse tomorrow."

"Ah."

The car was driving on the street. It was already past noon. Grava is a border city with Letania. There are several branches of the same city on the border between the two countries. Both sides have set up customs offices in the city. They want to go there. People from both countries will go through entry and exit formalities at specific customs points in order to legally enter the country's territory. Of course, they can also cross the border through the wilderness, but usually those who choose this method will be regarded as smuggling. It is difficult for criminals to enter the mobile cities of that country and they are not protected by law. If they are found, they will be detained and deported in accordance with the laws of that country.

In the past, Chen Mo was endorsed by Black Steel International when he performed tasks on Terra. Black Steel's personnel department usually prepared relevant legal procedures for each operator who performed specific tasks. During the period from Kazdare to Longmen, Since Kazdaele borders Gansu, he passed directly through Kazdare to Gansu, and even entered Gansu and later Victoria, using the files and entry procedures prepared for him by the Tower of Babel.

But now, having lost his status as a senior operator of Kazdel and Black Steel, he can only walk this land alone as a tourist or businessman. He has lost a lot of convenience, and the risks and costs have also increased accordingly.

In a private three-story hotel, the car was parked in the small parking lot next to the hotel. Sitting at the front desk was a young girl, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a white apron around her waist and wearing a little With red ears, it’s impossible to tell whether it’s Wolper or Luper.

After seeing Texas and Snake pushing through the door, he raised his lowered head, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his frowning face.

Her smile was as bright as a camellia.

"Does the guest need accommodation?"

"Well, two people." Chen Mo raised his finger and walked to the front desk. "Do you want to register?"

"need."

The girl took out the registration book from under the counter, and Chen Mo leaned against the wooden table and started to register.

"Fia, are there guests?"

There was a sound from behind, a tall, thin Luper man coming from the back corridor.

"Yes, dad, there are two guests." The girl named Feiya turned around and said.

"I'm sorry, two guests. I am Ronan, the owner of this store, and this is my daughter Feiya. I just asked her to look after the store for me. I hope you don't mind if there is any lack of hospitality."

The man smiled and said politely, but his eyes looked at Chen Mo and Texas for a moment.

"It's okay, the little boss treated me very well."

The girl standing behind the counter smiled even brighter when she heard this.

"You two don't look like locals?"

"We are tourists coming to Syracuse. We are preparing to go to Letania. We want to rest here for one night and leave tomorrow morning."

"Oh, that's right." The man nodded. "How many rooms are you two planning to rent?"

"Two..." Texas just opened his mouth.

"My wife and I are having a quarrel," he said in a low voice.