Longmen Memoirs

Every hot summer, the ceiling fan hanging on the ceiling would make a slight sound, accompanied by bursts of cool breeze passing through the heat flow. When Chen Mo was a child, he liked to raise his head and watch the rapidly rotating fan blades.

Can't tell if I'm in a dream or reality.

This completely different new life made him feel as if he was living in another world and in a dream, realizing it only after the fact.

But as time went by, as he began to accept and look forward to a new life little by little, it played a huge joke on him, a joke that caught him off guard but was powerless to do anything about it.

Finally, it was then that he discovered that this city called Longmen was so huge. With the invisible sky above his head, the hollow after the fire, and the noisy and crowded flow of people, he suddenly realized how small he was. .

Insignificant and insignificant, the crowded figures around him were enough to drown him.

He is drifting with the flow, not knowing where he should drift, and he doesn't know where else he can go. This world is strange, and he is a stranger to begin with. For a child of a few years old, novelty and strangeness are two different things. things, but to a mature soul, there is a difference between novelty and unfamiliarity.

Because I have lost my home, no shelter, and no direction, it is natural that I will be lost.

He is bound to the body of a child, which is both lucky and unfortunate. Fortunately, he has enough time to take his time. Unfortunately, there are many things that he knows but cannot escape. He can only Suffer in silence.

When he was a child, Chen Mo wanted to grow up quickly, but at the same time, he also hoped that time would slow down a little bit, so slowly that he hoped that time would truly flow when he grew up.

He doesn't know what he can do when he grows up, he can't do anything, or he can live his life like this in an ordinary way, without any troubles, running around for three meals a day.

He didn't hate this kind of life, but at the same time, he was also afraid of this kind of life, this kind of powerless life, this kind of resignation to his fate.

He was born as an ordinary person. Even if God gave him a different soul, this soul could not help him very much.

Even in a different world.

The person is still the same person, the world is still the same world, the sun rises and the moon sets. He has no talent beyond ordinary people, nor decisive force. He was born in an ordinary family. He is not a saint or a prophet.

His name is Chen Mo, a living being among all living beings.

Neither great nor outstanding, ordinary and ordinary.

To him, Longmen was like a world. This world encompassed the limits of what he could know, but the world was not just Longmen. He opened the book and saw many countries and many periods of history.

But this kind of history known from books is too far away, so far away that many people have only seen its existence in books throughout their lives, and so far away that many people have never left their own country several times in their lives.

The world is actually not that big.

Because people are too small, and every step they take is too short. If you spend your limited life on travel, your life will not be enough to visit every corner of the world. Besides, how can people only have time to travel? Focus on something that has no real reward.

But Chen Mo forgot.

He forgot that in fact, everyone is born ordinary; in fact, everyone is ordinary.

What really makes them extraordinary is not just their birth, but more importantly the choices they make in the second half of their lives.

Some people move forward, and some people move backward.

When you walk in front, the person who was originally walking behind you will keep retreating. The faster you walk, the farther away she is from you. Even if she keeps walking forward, when you look back, she It's retreating.

Chen Mo walked too fast.

When he turned around, he found that there was no one behind him. He had left everyone far behind.

Yes, maybe he is not determined enough or brave enough.

He always thought that he was an ordinary person.

He has always felt that he is despicable, selfish, shameless, weak and timid, but for a weak person like him, how many people can achieve the extraordinary and great things he has achieved in his life?

How many people can match the hardships and pains he has experienced in his life and the heights he has reached?

"What do you think of kindness? Is it compassion for the weak, food for the homeless, tears at the corners of your eyes, or [/

"Yes, of course I am worthy of your hostility in your eyes, because you think that I was born aloof and do not understand the sufferings of the world. I was born with good food and clothing, and have never suffered hunger, cold, or cold. How can a person like me care about a group of people?" The life and death of the refugees, not to mention they are just a group of homeless infected people."

"I do not deny."

"Of course I can't deny it, because what you said is true, but there is one thing you said wrong."

In the refugee camp outside the capital of Dayan in 1095, the aloof King Wu looked down at the Custer woman who was being held in front of him by his guards.

"I don't care about their life or death, not because I have any prejudice against it, but because the only ones who can save them are themselves."

Don't expect others' pity, and don't have unnecessary illusions about the blade placed in front of your neck.

Grab him with your own hands.

Even though it was dripping with blood, I tried it, and it was indeed painful, but I could bear it.

You still have a conscience in your heart...but I am not born cold and heartless.

Huang opened his eyes fiercely.

Another same dream.

There was a soft cold light in the operator's dormitory inside the Rhode Island ship. Huang shook her head to dispel the complex thoughts and the last trace of sleepiness in her mind. Wearing light blue pajamas, she got out of bed and opened the curtains of the dormitory.

It was late at night, the sky was dim, and a faint twilight could be seen slowly rising in an arc at the end of the horizon. Rhode Island was cruising steadily.

Heading towards Gantry.

two years.

Even though she later heard that His Highness had died in battle on the territory of this country, she still couldn't forget the words she heard him say in person, which were always surrounding her like a nightmare.

Maybe it was just because of the attack by the nearly crazy group of infected people during the sudden encounter during the day that it made her have the same dream again.

Huang tried to put herself into the perspective of that highness and consider the words she heard from his standpoint. However, the more this happened, the more confused Huang became, because she found that, both from her standpoint and from her own perspective, Come on, His Highness has no basis for such remarks.

He was one of the direct initiators of the largest war since the end of this century. He personally ended the lives of countless infected people on this land. His existence only brought countless killings and deaths.

So...why would he have such an answer?

Huang couldn't understand.

The answers to these questions are destined to decay with the death of someone along with the secrets of the past buried under time and dust.

Gantry 7:12pm

The stars are dim tonight.

Since the construction of Longmen has become more and more prosperous, the light diffused in the sky has long replaced the dark sky. Nowadays, it is rare to look up and see the stars in the sky like 20 years ago.

It can probably be regarded as an inevitable victim of the progress of the times.

Starlight has long been invisible in the night sky of most prosperous big cities. For the current generation of Longmen people, the starry sky in Longmen only exists in their childhood memories.

There was a slight amount of water vapor in the wind, and the air was hot and humid. In the diffuse light of the dark night above Longmen, one could see a large gathering of cumulonimbus clouds, so dark that they seemed to be sweeping down.

It's going to rain, even if no thunder is heard.

But the wind is stirring.

Chen Mo carried Xiao Mo on his back on his way home.

Taipu District is located in the New Territories, in the central and eastern part of Longmen, quite a distance away from the warehouse area where Penguin Logistics is located. After leaving Fifth Avenue in Huiting District during the day, Chen Mo met Texas and Energy Angel in the central square. They took their car through the Ring Road to Penguin Logistics, but after that afternoon, Chen Mo declined Texas's offer to send him and Xiao Mo back.

To be honest, Chen Mo is somewhat avoiding Texas now.

Of course, he couldn't deny that he actually had a certain fondness for this girl deep down in his heart. It was better to say that he saw a side of himself that he envied in her.

But the more this happened, the more Chen Mo felt that she was attracting【>~

Chen Mo didn't know how to face it. He had thought that they would be friends he hadn't seen for a long time. Maybe after a short separation mixed with the joy of resurrection, he would cherish this friendship more. Or maybe, deep down in his heart, he would She tried to be a relative to some extent, but that was all.

But when Texas told himself that she didn't care at all, Chen Mo felt a little depressed. Her openness and freedom deeply attracted him, but Chen Mo couldn't give a positive answer to this.

He listened to Xiao Mo's breathing.

Xiao Mo put her arms around his neck and leaned her head slightly close to his ear.

"Will we come again next time?" Xiao Mo asked softly.

Her words brought Chen Mo back to his senses. Surrounded by people walking on the street, Xiao Mo turned his head and stared at the window and the passers-by. His big red eyes were full of excitement and novelty about everything around him.

In the past, Chen rarely had time to go shopping with her. She would occasionally envy other people's children for being able to walk freely on the road holding hands with their relatives, but now, it seems that she no longer needs to envy.

There is just one more person, but life seems to have become two different things.

"Xiao Mo still wants to go?"

"Well, it's fun to be an angel. It would be great if Mommy could come along."

Chen Mo was noncommittal.

He had no reason to envy Chen's position in Xiao Mo's heart.

But he couldn't imagine what it would have been like if Chen had been at the scene. Unlike the capable angels, Chen's appearance would probably condense the cheerful atmosphere in an instant.

Nothing more than that cold face and her identity would silence the members of an illegal underground armed gang.

Superintendent Chen of the Longmen Guards Bureau's inspection team is the number one enemy on the list of evil forces in Longmen.

Be among the best.

Chen Mo felt that the capable angel probably didn't dare to call her godmother in front of Chen. As for himself, it might be because he looked easy to bully.

"Mommy probably won't be able to go. If she goes, you will have to go to the prison to play with them."

"Why? Is she a bad person?" Xiao Mo tilted his head and asked, his short silver hair falling on Chen Mo's shoulders.

"She may not be bad at heart, but Xiao Mo, not all people who are not bad at heart will not do bad things. The capable angel is probably the type who likes to play pranks."

"Will you be caught playing pranks?" Xiao Mo asked curiously.

"It depends on what kind of prank it is." Chen Mo thought for a while and made a metaphor: "For example, if you continue to ask questions knowingly like this, I will put you down."

Xiao Mo clutched Chen Mo's collar and she pouted.

"But don't you find it interesting?"

"Have enough fun?"

"Well, it's a bit of a pity." Xiao Mo said, "But if you don't leave, I'm afraid you will stay somewhere. Is that wolf sister your friend?"

"Why do you ask that?" Chen Mo paused and turned around slightly.

Carrying the little girl on his back, he felt the warmth coming from his back. He could hear Xiao Mo's heartbeat gradually speeding up. Although he had lost the power he had in the past, it did not mean that he had truly become an ordinary person.

"You answer me first, and then I'll consider whether to tell mommy." Xiao Mo tapped his fingers around Chen Mo's neck: "I'll talk about it after I think about it."

"It's a friend, a friend from long ago."

"The same friend as Xiaota?"

Chen Mo suddenly became alert.

"...It's different." Chen Mo said: "And Xiaota is not a friend. How should I put it, Xiaomo, Xiaota is a very important person to me. He is the same as you and Chen. We are relatives. ."

"But I've never seen Xiaota before." Xiao Mo said goodbye.

"Xiaota has never seen you before." Chen Mo said.

"Are Xiaota and I really similar?"

"Well, it's very similar, exactly the same." Chen Mo said, "I remember you saw the photos of Xiaota when he was a child."

"I don't want to be like Xiaota." Xiao Mo whispered. "Xiaota doesn't want you, nor does she want mommy. I don't like her."

"That's because Xiaota has something very important to do." Chen Mo said, "If Xiaomo wants to know why, you can go find her yourself when you grow up."

"Isn't it possible now?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because you are still young." Chen Mo said.

More importantly, I'm afraid that if you spill the beans, Tallulah will rush over from Chicheng with a knife after seeing you.

"Humph..." Xiao Mo tilted her head. After a while, she turned her head again. After hesitating for a while, she whispered in a low voice: "I know you like Xiaota, but except for Xiaota, no one else can do it!"

Chen Mo was stunned.

He finally understood what the little girl wanted to tell him by going around in such a big circle.

After dying once, Chen Mo finally noticed a lot of things that he had accidentally or intentionally ignored before. In fact, he could no longer tell whether he kept keeping that agreement simply because of the so-called agreement or because of something in his heart that he couldn't let go of. obsession.

He smiled softly and opened his mouth to say something.

But he heard Xiao Mo's voice.

Xiao Mo's hand on his shoulder tightened, and her breathing suddenly stopped, with confusion, surprise and a trace of uneasiness.