Longmen Memoirs

The white wolf stood behind them at some point, and the seven or eight infected people who were supposed to be there fell to the ground unconscious.

The wolf smiled.

Hands on shoulders at waist.

"Don't worry, they're not dead yet, but we won't be able to tell for a while."

Chapter 18 Familiar taste

[We want to regain the dignity of the infected, and we want to get a piece of land that belongs to us.

We want Ursus to hear the voices of countless infected people.

So let us unite closely, my brothers and sisters, my fellow infected people, we will face it together, fight side by side, and trust each other in life and death.

Land, food, no, we must not stop there, we want dignity, freedom, rights, but not just living for the sake of living.

If they don't give it, we get it ourselves, if they don't allow it, we take up arms.

From today on, we will never back down or compromise with anyone.

Gone are the days when we were oppressed, exploited, and treated as social animals.

And now, now, at this moment, we have the same name, we are infected, and we are also living people.

From now on we will fight for the infected and ourselves...]

In the autumn of 1093, supplies and weapons from Kazdaele and Victoria were secretly sent to southeast Ursus through the border between Ukraine and Qatar.

Within that once black wall.

I heard such an inspiring speech. The girl who gave the speech was very familiar to me. Many years ago, I hoped that she would never embark on this road, but after so many years, I should have been by her side. Failed to keep this agreement.

The changing world has allowed her and me to live lives we never imagined possible.

But looking at her standing on it, there is no doubt that she is admired by countless people. The infected trust her and their leader. She is like a light that illuminates the missing hole in the hearts of these people. She is free of charge. Giving hope to these suffering infected people, she is like a fire, a fire that burns tenaciously even in the middle of the cold winter, in the violent snowstorm, even if the cold wind howls, even if the fire is at a temperature that is enough to freeze it The bottom is crumbling.

I have listened to countless people’s speeches, and the most impressive one was undoubtedly Kazdaele’s. But the woman in front of me has also embarked on this path. No, the path she has chosen is more complicated than Kazdaele’s. Countless times more difficult.

But she was never one to back down easily.

If Hui Jie gives the impression of being a stubborn person on the surface, then she may not be too far away, but she is used to hiding her stubbornness in her heart. She was like this when she was a child, and she often did not rely too much on anything. When I was a child, I felt like a little adult, with a cunning mind but never deliberately revealing it.

What she hides in her heart is very deep, and she never tells anyone easily, even me, so sometimes even I find her difficult to deal with.

But she was such a difficult girl, such a girl who was not supposed to have any interaction with me. We met under the narrow sky of the orphanage.

I still remember the day I first met her. It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of the rain was so loud that it seemed to drown the whole world. She was sitting on Ms. Teresa's bed, her legs hanging over the edge of the bed, and she was sitting there. Quietly, Ms. Teresa wiped her silver hair that was wet from the rain.

When I looked in through the crack in the door, she looked cute and well-behaved beside the bed, but when she looked over and noticed me, the look in her eyes shocked me.

I knew she noticed me, but she just winked at me and said nothing.

This is how our destinies intersected.

I originally thought that we could grow up together, which would be the best thing, but perhaps it is fate that we can never come together easily.

I am a person who does not believe in fate, but later I gradually began to believe it and had no choice but to believe it.

I have to believe that fate is determined and luck is variable, and my fate has been determined many years ago. My birth and her birth have destined that Longmen will never leave a place for us.

Even if we can successfully grow up in Longmen, one day we will still separate for various reasons, and luck, as a variable, allows us to live different lives after leaving each other.

more than ten years.

More than ten years later.

Our lives came together again by luck, just like the car that took me from the resettlement camp to the orphanage. I found her in the snowfields of Ursus.

But look at the girl on the high platform.

But I don't know whether I should be happy or disappointed at this time. I am happy that my little tower is still alive and well, and that she has not forgotten me. I am happy that she has indeed become the focus of people's attention as I imagined.

Glad we are lucky enough to meet again.

She is confident, optimistic, bright, and is looked up to and admired by others. She has found her ideal and career, so she is hopeful and eager.

But I will inevitably be disappointed.

What would I be disappointed with?

Disappointment: In fact, the little tower I thought was gone long ago. No matter how much I don’t want to believe it, I still have to accept that little tower has grown up. When she grows up, she becomes Tallulah and becomes the treasure of the infected. leader.

She is no longer the little tower I thought she was, and I will never be able to be by her side like I was when I was a child.

This may be our respective destiny.

That day I finally knew that Xiaota would not come back to Longmen with me. That day I finally knew that her ideals might one day shatter her to pieces. I finally knew that the past was destined to separate us, and now, it is our own destiny. choose.

But I am very fond of Chen【#

We had another quarrel the day we left Longmen. We often quarrel and have disagreements. Sometimes I wonder why these two people with so many contradictions and conflicting personalities get together.

It's really funny, isn't it?

I would also find it incredible that a proud person like Chen Huijie could look after someone like me. It is incredible that the integrity in Chen's heart would sometimes hesitate and change because of me.

In my impression, Chen is the kind of girl who can go from East Street to West Street with a knife for one thing, but in fact, that is just my impression.

I don't know Chen well enough.

I didn’t have enough time to get to know her, to get to know a girl who didn’t flinch because of my status as an infected person, to get to know a girl who was willing to give up her long life and choose to spend a short life with me.

How much courage does it take to accept the identity of an infected person in this world, and how much determination does it take to give up on your supposedly brilliant future.

I will feel that it is not worth it. Chen is not worth it for me.

If I asked her, she would probably tell me very straightforwardly that she definitely didn't think about it that much at the time, but she would not regret it, absolutely.

She is just such a person, a proud, even a little over-confident young person, a fool.

But what I owe Chen can never be repaid in this life.

I can't give Chen a stable home, and I always make her fearful, but she probably already knows that if she chooses a guy like me, she will never have an easy life in this life.

How can I stop falling in love with two different people at the same time? Moreover, they both make me so unforgettable. I once thought that my leaving would be a good thing for everyone. I don’t have many friends in Heigang. Can't afford to have friends.

I always fight alone and perform solo missions. I never care about others, so of course no one will care about me.

I am a cold person, a cold and selfish person. I always only think about myself and my own affairs. I never think about anyone else, and I never take risks for anyone.

Tallulah told me that she not only wants the infected to live, but also tells them why they live, gives them confidence and makes them proud.

She told me that they did not choose to fight to win, they had to choose to fight because they could not afford to lose, because they...the infected should not live like this.

She always had a lot of ideas, even as a child.

Those ideas sound whimsical and ridiculous, but great ideas always experience all kinds of ridicule at the beginning.

I could only listen quietly, listening to my girl explaining to me the great vision she had sketched out in her mind after more than ten years, showing off her achievements to me, and telling me that she was living a good life, at least she felt that she Everything you do is meaningful.

I know that I still like this girl in my heart, maybe even more than before. I like her confidence, her cheerfulness, and how eloquent she is now. Every word she speaks is filled with emotion. She was filled with a happy smile, and every line of her words felt fulfilled.

Even though the small wooden house was monotonous and simple, and even before winter came, it was still so cold, her smile made me feel a little warm.

I looked at her in front of me.

Her face is no longer childish, and her eyebrows are more heroic than when she was young. Her conversation is well-organized but she cannot hide the enthusiasm and hope of those words.

Tall and straight figure, talkative and confident character.

My little Ta, she has grown up, she has become something I don’t know she is.

Even though I have imagined her appearance countless times when she grows up, it still surprises me now.

I'm afraid that I will lose her one day. I'm afraid that she, who is confident and cheerful in front of me now, will one day collapse after suffering setbacks. I'm afraid that her bright eyes will lose hope and enthusiasm, and I'm afraid that her mouth will no longer be able to show a smile.

She chose a rugged and thorny road, but if it weren't for Alina, she might never have told me the story about her former aristocratic life.

My little tower is starting to worry about others.

She didn't want me to worry, she didn't think it was necessary, she didn't think she would lose.

very nice.

I should think this way, that she won't lose, that she can defeat that so-called Cosiche, but I don't dare to think that way, and that even if she defeats Cosiche, what will she get? Facing Ursus, what can we do to face all kinds of infected people and this greedy, selfish and indifferent world.

I found help for her, but I was also pushing her toward death.

But disappointment is never a good thing.

Bodracasti is Bodracasti, and I am me. I cannot and cannot see Tallulah from his perspective, and he cannot see this girl from my perspective.

He feels that setbacks and disappointments can allow a person to truly grow, understand the weight of this land, and understand the true meaning of his career. He feels that a leader should not overthink everything.

There was so much about Tallulah that the old man couldn't identify with.

But for me, I cannot watch the confident and proud girl in front of me, her ideals shattered and her bright eyes dimmed, without knowing where this road will ultimately lead.

I hope my little tower can keep winning.

I hope that my little tower will never regret or doubt his choices, and that his inner beliefs will never be destroyed.

I hope that my little tower will always be like this in front of me, confident, optimistic, cheerful, full of enthusiasm and hope for everything, and tenacious and persistent in never flinching in the face of setbacks and failures.

She can face it and persevere, of course she can.

It just takes time to heal.

If things don't go as planned, you can talk to people about one, two or three things.

Maybe resisting fate has become part of fate after all.

From the moment I picked up the sword named Juque left on the battlefield of Kazdaele, this day was already destined. It was destined that under the common trend of fate and luck, I would return to the place that was originally destined for me.

Destinies are connected.

By luck, I met Xiaota. By luck, I wandered around this land. By luck, I finally came to the snowfield in the northwest of Ursus and met my favorite girl again.

And these all came back to my destiny in the end.

If fate really exists, then it may have thought of this day and planned my script for me in advance, but do I want to resist fate?

I turned around and left everything here behind, left the snowfield, and refused to accept what fate had arranged for me.

Of course, it is easy, it is easy to do so, but the reason why fate is difficult to violate is precisely because it is easy to violate it, and what is really difficult for me to violate is my inner thoughts.

Can I leave her behind and watch her go on a road with no ending?

Can I endure the regret and unwillingness that surged in my heart after learning of her death?

Could I leave her alone and scarred to face the despair of a hail of bullets and arrows that would trample her to pieces?

I can't, I know I never can.

I can't watch her body being hung on the city wall as a punishment, as a military medal in the Ursus Legion's merit book. I can't watch Ursus trample on her dignity, and I can't watch her finally despair. Face your own death alone.

In this snow that never melts all year round, I will once again lose one of the most important people in my life, but fate gave me a chance.

Loss goes both ways.

The really helpless thing about fate is that you know you can choose a different ending, you know you can easily change it, but you can't choose to do so.

Return to Yan Kingdom.

Those who like it still like it, but they don’t have to own it.

Those who are afraid of losing are still afraid, but they have to face it.

ps: Sure enough, the No. 1 title is still very convenient.

Chapter 19 It’s obviously a Texas plot, but all the people appearing are Lapland

"Don't worry, they're not dead yet, but they might be soon."

The white wolf said so.

Deep in the dim neighborhood, the wolf pressed his hands on the hilts of the swords at his waist. They were two strange weapons.

Jim instantly became vigilant, and his eyes swept over the unconscious infected people behind the wolf. They didn't even notice that one of their own had been knocked down, if this guy had suddenly attacked them just now.