Longmen Memoirs

Just like two years before leaving Longmen, Chen didn't want to kill him. She wanted to bring him back and correct her mistakes. Even if she couldn't, it was better than letting him go too far alone again.

But she didn't stand a chance.

One person cannot control the battlefield. War is far more cruel than meets the eye.

"Does Mommy hate him?" Xiao Mo asked back.

This rhetorical question made Chen stunned.

"Mommy hated him. She hated him for a while. I don't know if it was considered hate. It might have been a complaint. He walked away without saying a word for so long and then suddenly appeared in front of her. She thought she would hate him. .”

Chen said softly.

Londinium in 1091 seemed to come to mind. On a foreign land, they saw each other again after nearly 11 years of separation.

Perhaps, from Chen's perspective, he had no reason to hate him, and she had no qualifications to hate him. The only excuse she could use was Tallulah, who became the only thing holding them together. Name, because when it comes to hate, only Tallulah, who has the best and closest relationship with him, is qualified to say this word.

What's funny is that 11 years have passed. Tallulah, who was connected to her and Chen Mo 11 years ago, has changed her nature and is connected to them again 11 years later.

Only then did Chen realize that, except for Tallulah, he didn't seem to understand him at all, let alone complain about what he did. He was just an insignificant person to him. Their relationship was far inferior to that between her and Tallulah.

But he could only stand from the perspective of Tallulah's relatives, and from the perspective of another friend whom he had not seen for 11 years, and use this high-sounding reason to face him.

Bagpipe, this girl who I think is a bit silly and her only friend is right in saying something.

She said: "Your relationship with her is just a childhood friend whom you haven't seen for a long time. I think this kind of relationship should be almost forgotten when you grow up." 】

Yes, childhood friends who have not seen each other for 11 years, can they still be considered friends now? Maybe they just passed each other and didn't recognize each other. Maybe after recognizing each other, they just said "Long time no see" and parted ways.

Chapter 25 I'm here

A trace of memory emerged in Chen's eyes, and the light of the memory gradually dimmed.

"Mommy later realized that she actually didn't hate him. No matter how long or how far he had gone, she would never hate him. She just blamed him and herself. Like a little girl, she was People have been protected for so many years and have been excluded.”

The feeling of being left out, as if she could no longer get in, made Chen uneasy and even jealous. She was going crazy with jealousy. Even she didn’t know why, after so many years, this name stuck with her. Like the police badge, it became the thing that concerned her most.

She just wanted to ask for an answer at first, but after seeing the densely intertwined scars on his body, the answer seemed to be irrelevant.

Chen didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it, the mistakes he made when he was a child, how he felt in his heart when he could still smile and reach out to him when he stabbed the wound in his heart.

He has been like this since he was a child, with secrets buried in his heart, lonely and desperately trying to get closer to him, closer to Tallulah, even if he was covered in scars, he still wanted to get closer.

He is the most afraid of the dark, but he is also the most afraid of the dark, and the nights in his life are longer than anyone else.

The night he left Longmen, he looked at the starry sky and wondered what the shallow sigh meant under his growing black hair.

He was thinking that after all these years, those absurd ideas he had as a child never came to fruition.

Xiao Mo couldn't understand a lot of what Chen said.

But she looked at Mummy's face, the gentle expression on her face, and she still understood what Mummy meant. Mummy didn't hate him, Mummy hated him [<&

Xiao Mo let go and hugged Chen's body with his backhand, his small arms hugging Chen Wenruan's body.

"Xiao Mo doesn't hate him either. Even if he leaves for so long and doesn't come back, Xiao Mo doesn't hate him either." Xiao Mo moved slightly and buried his head in front of Chen.

"Just like Mommy, Xiao Mo likes Mommy the most."

Chen's face looked a little helpless, and the helplessness turned into doting and tenderness.

She gently hugged the little girl in her arms and rested her head on her silver hair.

"Mommy also likes Xiao Mo the most."

From the moment the handcuffs were released, Chen knew that they would separate. Or rather earlier, as early as when he met Chen Mo in that dessert shop, Chen knew that he would leave.

Meeting is a separation. Superintendent Chen, who has held a high position in recent years, will not fail to understand these truths.

She heard the door slamming after three o'clock. On the knife holder hanging next to the door was the sheathed Chi Xiao. Superintendent Chen spent several minutes quietly in front of his ID card.

Chen carefully tucked in the quilt.

"Don't be too snooty. Mommy will be back early today. There is food in the refrigerator. Eat less snacks. Got it?"

With Chen's advice, time seemed to return to their previous lives.

"Xiao Mo understands." The girl on the bed looked at Chen in front of the bed with her big eyes and waved her hand.

"Bye bye, Mommy."

Chen put her hand on the doorknob and took a gentle breath. Although she knew that after she opened the door and went out, the room was still the same room, but someone was missing. Everything yesterday seemed to have become a beautiful dream.

So I woke up from the dream and life went on.

Chen, with blue hair scattered behind him and wearing shorts and slippers that he had not had time to change out of yesterday, opened the door.

"Yo--"

The man standing in front of the kitchen raised his head. The sunlight filtered into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wooden floor slightly reflected the bright sunlight. There were prepared food on the table. He wore a blue and white plaid apron around his waist. He raised his head. Chen saw the black cat on the apron.

Chen's footsteps paused.

For some reason, she suddenly wanted to punch that bright smiling face, but after clenching her hand, she subconsciously loosened it a lot. If she was punched, she would feel very comfortable, but at the same time, she might be heartbroken for a long time.

She stretched out her index finger and made a gentle gesture between her lips.

"Shh-"

He closed the door from behind with his backhand.

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"What time does the Guards Bureau start work?" Chen Mo asked. He pulled out the chair. After washing, Chen sat in front of the chair, but his long blue hair was still scattered behind him.

"Eight o'clock." Chen replied.

Chen Mo's eyes turned to the clock placed on the TV cabinet.

"Four and ten minutes."

He said, pulling out a chair and sitting opposite Chen.

"I looked at the time and made some at random. I wonder if it suits your taste. Try it?"

Chen Mo leaned his hand on the table. He had not yet taken off his apron. He looked at Chen sitting opposite him with some hesitation and expectancy. When the sun shone in, their shadows overlapped in front of the white family dining table.

Chen didn't move. She had many problems. These problems became irrelevant again after seeing Chen Mo appearing in front of her.

She wanted to ask, but looked at Chen Mo's expectant eyes and gave up the idea.

"Are you a child?"

She sighed reproachfully, picked up the sandwich on the table and took a bite. It was very bland. This was the first time Chen had eaten something he had made. It was not delicious, but it was not as unpalatable as she imagined. .

"how?"

"So-so." There was no admiration or contempt.

Her white sleeveless shirt exposed two slender white arms. There were some wrinkles on the shirt, which highlighted the high breasts. Chen Mo couldn't help but move his eyes around. When he turned under the table, he saw Chen Mo's shorts again. The plump and straight thighs and the perfect curves outlined by the slender calves in the shadow of the sun.

Thanks to long-term training and exercise, there is not a trace of extra fat on Chen's body. His proud figure and slender and plump legs make people think of what Ta would feel like when wrapped in silky stockings.

In fact, Chen Mo is the one who has the most say. Compared with peeking into the women's bathroom on the ship with a sanctimonious and sultry bastard who was hiding in a hood, Chen Mo's body is more impressive to think of. Nostalgic, of course, Chen Mo was not sure whether there were Tallulah and Wild Cat among them.

Chen Ziran also noticed Chen Mo's gaze that she didn't know where to put. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She couldn't tell whether she should be happy or contemptuous, but maybe the former was a little more than the latter.

Superintendent Chen could not deny that there was indeed a hint of joy in her heart, mixed with anger and a slight shyness caused by discomfort.

Because it's morning?

"Losing one eye is not enough to make you restrain yourself?" Chen asked coldly.

Chen Mo hurriedly adjusted his posture and sat upright, but his eyes moved to Chen's lips that were lightly stained with oil. The thin lips reflected the crystal light of the morning and had a soft touch.

"I... don't quite understand." Chen Mo swallowed softly.

He wouldn't have had this situation happen. If possible, Chen Mo would have discussed the private life issues with Chen Mo over the years. But seeing Chen's cold eyes, he wisely gave up this unrealistic idea and respected I chose the principle of pretending to be stupid.

It just happened to be Chen.

But for Chen, it happened to be the same. If another person showed such a look in front of her, the consequences might not be very serious. Under normal circumstances, she would selectively ignore it.

Because she was Chen, the senior superintendent of Longmen, no one who knew her well dared to look at her with such naked and aggressive eyes.

"Then let me put it another way." Chen gently swung her legs, folded them together, and leaned over slightly, so that the height of her chest became more and more attractive in the morning, accompanied by the fragrance slowly emanating from her body.

She held the sandwich in one hand and held it in front of her chest with the other.

Asked softly, as if whispering:

"Like it?"

You don't have to like it, and even if you like it, you won't say it directly. It doesn't matter if you say it, but at least please don't be so straightforward. It doesn't matter if you are straightforward. Can you be as tactful as possible?

"I like it." Chen Mo said honestly.

It's a simple truth: saying you like something will give you better treatment than saying you don't like it.

"Want to touch it?"

Chen Mo hesitated, Chen's exquisite face was so close, the coldness in her eyes seemed to have melted a lot, leaving only deep questioning, without anger or disgust.

The red eyes were as clear as crystal.

Chen Mo stretched his hand towards Chen's thigh.

"What you think is quite beautiful!" Chen's hand grabbed Chen Mo's hand and leaned against his wrist.

It doesn't hurt, it's just a Longmen grapple joint technique. Chen Mo has countless ways to break free, but the premise is whether he wants to stage a full martial arts show in the living room after breaking free.

In recent years, Longmen's movies have become more and more outrageous, including the love-hate relationship between a policewoman and the second generation of a gangster, and being undercover for 80 or [-] years. Source Stone skills are everywhere, and they can blow up an entire administrative district at every turn.

joke.

That's why Foxhound always says that Longmen's movies are all bad movies, things to trick little girls. There are so many heroes in the world, and there are so many incompetent policemen in Longmen.

Look at the person in front of you, she has the most say.

"Where did you go last night? You smell like alcohol."

Chen asked, his cold voice sounding like he was interrogating a prisoner.

Chen Mo had been waiting for Chen's question for a long time. She also knew that Chen knew that he would leave the moment he took off his handcuffs, but he did not leave and came back.

Naturally she wanted to know the answer.

"A friend is treating me to a drink." Chen Mo said, "Foxhound, you know him."

"She is looking for you?"

"Yes, she has been promoted and she came to celebrate with me. As you know, she and I have been friends for a long time. I have been taking care of her for so long since I came to Longmen, so it is reasonable to go. "

"That's all?" Chen didn't let go of her hand. She looked down at Chen Mo and put a little more force on her hand. "She didn't let you leave."

"She did."

Chen Mo didn't hide it, Chen's hand on Chen Mo's wrist finally loosened a little. Chen Mo took his hand back, and Chen sat on the chair and looked at him.

"You didn't leave."

"Not leaving." He stared at Chen's face, then looked past her towards Xiao Mo's bedroom.My heart gradually calmed down.

"I'm not leaving." He repeated softly:

"I'm here, not going anywhere."

Chen Momo retracted her hand. She glanced at Chen Mo, who was sitting opposite her, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the apron around his waist.

After a few seconds, she spoke softly:

"idiot."

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Chen Mo's arm that had just been placed on the table. Before Chen Mo could react, she wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck.

It was indeed as warm and moist as I thought, with a touch of interference and a hint of sandwich flavor.

Chen Mo opened his eyes wide and the pupil of his left eye shrank. He subconsciously wanted to hug Chen, but Chen had already pushed him away.

"Idiot." Chen cursed in a low voice again.

She stood up, and under Chen Mo's somewhat nostalgic gaze, she said:

"I'll tell you the rest when I get back."