Longmen Memoirs

Chen Mo didn't answer, but he asked after a few seconds.

"What makes you think I might be a good guy?"

"I don't know. Although we have known each other for a short time, I know that you are not a bad person, otherwise you would not be here."

"Ah……"

He's not a good person, but he's not a bad person either. This is the first time Chen Mo has heard such an ambiguous comment.

But Chen Mo didn't know how to explain to her that he appeared here not because he was worried about this girl, but because of the luck in his heart that he refused to let go. This scene was just a coincidence.

The determination was visible in Elafia's eyes.

This girl with whom he got along well a few hours ago was completely different when he met her again a few hours later.

ps: Let me explain, so Chen Mo is not because of Alina, but if he wants to find Tallulah, he will inevitably encounter this scene. There is no coincidence. If I insist on saying it, it is fate besides fate, but fate is also there. Beyond destiny.

Chapter 4 Separation is for reunion

[How far does a person have to go to find his former self at the end of time]

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As his name suggests, Chen Mo fell silent for a brief moment. Light snow fell in the dark and gloomy sky of Ursus. The snow was actually not that cold, but it still made Chen Mo feel biting when it hit his body.

Maybe it wasn't because of the snow, but because of this cold land that he was familiar with. It was the snow on this land that brought back some unforgettable memories for him.

In my memory, someone once said the same words as Alina, showing magnanimity to the enemies who wanted to kill them. This was a damn good person from there.

Chen Mo looked at the determination in Alina's eyes. She looked so thin on the outside that a gust of wind could blow her over Elafia. Her body was fragile, but her heart was strong, powerful but also stupid.

This land always makes kind people suffer, causing them to suffer and be bruised. I don’t know where it started. Kindness has also become a mistake, a ridiculous and incomprehensible mistake.

"Have you ever thought that this idea of ​​yours might kill you?" Chen Mo suddenly asked.

"But I still believe you mean no harm."

Alina did not look away. She looked at Chen Mo without any sign of weakness.

"Just your own opinion?"

"I don't know you, Mr. Lev, so I can only rely on my own opinions. Most of us can only rely on our own opinions when dealing with others. If I am wrong, then I will not have any complaints."

"..."

Chen Mo did not answer. He fell silent again, seeming to be thinking about something. Alina did not urge him.

"Seeing is not necessarily believing, Alina." Chen Mo said, "You'd better not treat people you don't understand with kindness."

"Does Mr. Narev look at me in this way?" Alina asked. "I would rather think that Mr. Lev, you saved me here because you were worried about me. I don't want to believe that you sensed something from me and followed me all the way because of some other purpose."

"Because you said you are not a painter." Alina replied. She looked at the long box in Chen Mo's hand, and she guessed what was inside.

The wind and snow blew the corners of Chen Mo's black cloak slightly, gradually submerging the messy footprints left in the snow. The camel beast snorted gently, the sky was getting darker, and the snow was getting heavier.

The thin deer stood in the snow. Her body was not as tall and strong as Chen Mo remembered, but the two figures always overlapped in Chen Mo's sight.

He had even forgotten the person's appearance and appearance. He even thought about what he would say to him if he met him again at this time.

Later, he had no teammates, and he no longer needed them, not because he was naturally cold and lonely, but because he had experienced the feeling of having and losing.

He thought he would scream, cry, and regret.

But that night he was very quiet, lying quietly on the 052 bed, his mind was blank, he couldn't think about anything, couldn't remember anything.

Just like that, silent and calm, he spent the last and most difficult time on this land.

Because no one came back and cared about what he had lost, and no one would come to save him from the sea of ​​suffering because of his crying.

With nothing left, he had to rely on himself.

His joy, anger, sorrow, and hatred.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he cannot become a good person, because good people always put their lives on the line with others, and once a person dies, he can never come back to life.

Ursus Snowfield.

Temporary camp.

"You actually defeated the reinforcements as well?" The infected warrior looked at Tallulah and the shield guards who returned tired and scarred with disbelief and admiration: "As expected of Tallulah!"

"Where are our fellow infected people?"

Tallulah's military uniform was stained with blood and smelled of unburnt burnt smell. She held the sword and looked at the soldiers who came to respond and asked.

"It has been arranged. The backup stronghold we are looking for is useful." The soldier replied hurriedly.

Tallulah breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you counted the number of people?" She was still a little worried.

"After counting, several children were crying and said something like their sister not coming back..." the soldier said, and shook his head slightly: "But this kind of thing is a bit common, alas."

"..."

Tallulah suddenly felt a huge uneasiness in her heart. She tried hard to suppress her emotions and prevent her thinking from being disturbed. Alina must have returned by this time.

she thinks.

It shouldn't be her. She usually doesn't come for long when she goes out. It can't be such a coincidence.

will not!

"Tallulah! We have discovered the remaining pickets, and they seem to be on the run." The shield guard in charge of communication suddenly reported at this time.

Tallulah turned around sharply.

"Where did you flee to?"

"To the east, I wonder if they will find those people we drove away before."

The shield guard said that she watched Tallulah suddenly burst out of the team and she ran towards the east.

"Tallulah?!"

The shield guards looked at her back in astonishment.

"Wait, wait! Tallulah, where are you going?"

Under the dim sky, Drake's steps were hurried and urgent.

No, definitely not!

The boots were soaked with ice water.

The running legs and feet were trapped deep in the snow reflecting the dazzling light.

She forgot to use the sled.

Forgot to get on the snowmobile.

Her body temperature melted all the snow, and she ran in the mud.

It seems that I can't feel the passage of time, and I can't feel the frost and snow coming towards my face.

The cold wind penetrated my lungs.

Pain stabs into the brain.

Breathing was so hard, and every breath was accompanied by a stinging pain in my chest.

Draco ran in the snow in panic.

She forgot her ideals.

Forgot about safety.

Forget about everything around you.

even forgot the time.

The two figures just appeared in Drake's sight in the blurry wind and snow.

The red fire ignited the darkness under the sky.

The flames melted the floating snow, and the flames swept towards the cloaked figure with Drake's fear and anger. The rational Drake could no longer maintain his usual calmness and calmness.

At the thought of losing Alina, she could no longer allow herself to calm down.

"Tallulah?! Don't..."

Alina saw Tallulah appearing. She only had time to call out Drak's name. She saw Tallulah holding the sword. The sword was ignited with dazzling flames. The high temperature burned the ground and branches. The snow melted into boiling hot water, and the diffuse steam was torn to pieces by the scorching air waves.

The heat wave blew up the heavy cloak.

Draco's sword suddenly stopped.

Tallulah stopped in her tracks.

Tick.

Tears were falling from the corners of her eyes.

Tallulah stared blankly at the face that was close at hand. The hand that had never wavered in holding the weapon was trembling slightly. She held the hilt of the sword in her hand hard, but she still felt that it was so heavy.

The flame was extinguished. If it weren't for the melting snow exposing the soil on the ground, if it weren't for the heat still spreading, and if it weren't for the branches still dripping with melted water, it would seem that the fire had never appeared.

"Tallulah..."

Alina called softly, but Draco seemed unable to hear her.

Alina had never seen Tallulah look like this before. She wanted to ask something, but looking at the scene in front of her, she slowly became quiet.

Chen Mo never thought that he would meet Tallulah in this situation.

Along the way, he had been looking for this girl for so long, but she seemed to be hiding from him and failed to show any trace. Finally, when Chen Mo finally thought he had got some useful clues, she suddenly appeared again. in front of myself.

Watching the angry Drake coming from a distance, the scorching flames were reflected in Chen Mo's eyes, and he didn't even think about stopping him.

Chen Mo thought that when he found her, he would have a lot to say to her, although he had not thought about what he would say at that time, and although she was not sure whether Tallulah still remembered her, she looked What does the queen look like and what kind of person has she become?

At that time, I always had a lot of worries in my heart, and there were many things I wanted to tell her when I saw her.

I finally found you or are you okay.

But at this moment, when I look at the girl in front of me who is completely different from what I remember, I can still vaguely recognize the traces of the past on her face, but now it has become mature and makes me more and more unfamiliar. Only that face Her dazzling silver hair and bright red pupils are not unfamiliar to me.

It was a very strange feeling. I had a lot of thoughts before, but now I can't remember anything.

I can't remember what I want to say to her, I can't remember what I should say to her.

All the longings, everyone's past, all the disappointments and difficulties along the way, when it came to my lips, I could only call out her name.

"Tallulah..."

The name that I thought was familiar finally realized at this moment how unfamiliar it was to me as the years passed, and I finally realized the helplessness of crossing time in a hurry.

"……you?"

Tallulah subconsciously took a few steps back. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the man in front of her sword. She wanted to confirm something, but when the words came to her lips, she could no longer ask. She couldn't believe it, and she couldn't believe it either. Dare to think.

After more than ten years, how could she allow herself to imagine that one day, in this snowy field, she would meet someone she had almost forgotten, someone she thought she would never meet again in this life.

From the day he left the orphanage, from the day she was brought to Ursus, from the day she decided to embark on this path, Tallulah never dared to have any expectations.

Maybe he has forgotten himself, maybe he has a new life, maybe he shouldn't expect this now, and she who has embarked on this path does not want to drag down the liar.

Just like those letters that were never sent, they were just a small and humble but self-deceptive sustenance for her.

Perhaps even she herself realizes what the end of this road holds for her.

"I'm back, I said...I'm back."

It has been more than ten years. I should have uttered these words earlier, but it was only on the day I said them that I realized that everything was different. The people I thought were familiar have become strangers. The little things that I thought I could realize in Longmen wish, in the end the two people in the wish were far away from that beautiful city.

What's left?

"I...really, you...but...no, that's not right..."

Tallulah spoke incoherently, and her thoughts became chaotic, ranging from worry, fear, and anger to shock, hesitation, and disbelief.

In these few short 10 minutes, it seems that I have experienced too much.