Longmen Memoirs

"You didn't tell Officer Chen that Xiao Mo was lost?" Texas walked to the railing on the side of the road. She jumped up lightly and sat on the guardrail. The night wind ruffled the girl's long hair. She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ears.

"But you don't look very worried."

"It's a long story..."

"I'm not very good at hearing other people's stories," Texas said, "but if you don't mind, I can give it a try."

"There should be many people who would like an audience like you who doesn't like to express opinions." Chen Mo said half-jokingly.

"Ah."

"Speaking of which, would Angel Neng mind if we left her alone over there?"

Texas didn't pay attention to Chen Mo's way of changing the topic. She thought about it for a while.

"If Aneng were the case, she would probably be lying on the sofa now."

"Aneng, is that what you call her?"

"That's what everyone calls it sometimes."

People, this is a surprising word coming from Texas.

Texas gave a bland answer, and there was no extra emotion on her face. Many people might think that she is an indifferent person after getting along with her, but in fact, she is just used to meeting people in this way. Just to everything around you.

After a long time, it will make people feel uncomfortable to deal with.

"What about you?" Chen Mo asked, "What did they call you?"

"Texas..." Texas pressed his hands on the railing: "But Kong occasionally calls me Texas dear. It's a strange name, but I don't hate it."

Texas paused: "Her songs are very good."

She is really not suitable for the sales industry.

"You seem to get along very well with them." Chen Mo said.

"Fortunately, I may feel uncomfortable at first. Angels are always noisy." Texas' expression gradually softened when he said this.

"Becoming like a family?" Chen Mo asked.

Texas was stunned, and suddenly looked at Chen Mo sitting next to the car.

"Why do you say that?"

"Maybe it's just a feeling. For example, when you are with someone, you feel relaxed and happy. You occasionally make jokes, live together, and after getting to know each other, you will gradually develop this similar illusion." Chen Mo explained: "Many People do this, it’s like they become part of their lives.”

"Will you too?"

"It happened before." Chen Mo said. “Sometimes I feel like I can’t tell what kind of life I expect, but what I expect may not be something I can get used to, and what I’m used to is not something I like much.”

"and after?"

"Later... I found that expectations will change." Chen Mo said: "Expectations can also become a bad habit, but it is difficult to change back."

Texas tilted his head slightly.

"do not really understand."

Her gray tail swung gently behind the railing, and her ears hidden in her long dark blue hair suddenly twitched.

The sound of the explosion came so suddenly, the fire and thick smoke ignited on the hotel, and the broken building debris caused by the explosion burned and spread in the dark night.

When Chen Mo and Texas rushed into the hotel, the surroundings were already in chaos.

They bypassed the chaotic and crowded lobby. People were jammed in front of the elevator door, and the crowds were constantly evacuating.

"You can go up from here..." Texas reminded.

It seems that for this scenario Texas [$

Maybe this will be another real-time news in Longmen tomorrow. Chen Mo didn't care too much about these things. He and Texas climbed up the stairs.

Maybe the so-called encounter in the world is not actually a coincidence.

Chen Mo suddenly heard Star Bear's cry from below.

"Wait...Old Chen!"

He pushed open the door to the safe passage.

"Star Bear?"

Xingxiong stood in the aisle more than ten meters away from the elevator with his back to Chen Mo and Dezhou who were walking out of the stairs. His body was covered with rubble and dust after the explosion. The air was mixed with the smell of fire and burning, and the ignited flames were still there. It was not extinguished, but a large amount of steam rising from the high-temperature evaporative fire extinguishing device filled the view.

So much so that Star Bear looks very embarrassed now.

When Xing Xiong heard the shouting, he turned his head unexpectedly and looked at Chen Mo who came out of the corridor door.

"List……"

After all, Xingxiong couldn't call out that name. Speaking of it, this was her and Chen Mo's official goodbye after several years.

"Why are you here?!"

"What just happened? Where is Chen?"

Chen Mo's words stunned Xingxiong for a second. She took a deep look at Chen Mo and then noticed Texas next to him.

"Did you know we were here? Wait..." Xing Xiong suddenly thought of something: "Sir Su told you."

"I will explain to you slowly later, but tell me the situation first." Chen Mo asked, "Where are Chen and Xiao Mo."

"Xiao Mo... By the way, the Guard Bureau received an email half an hour ago. When Lao Chen and I arrived here, we met Xiao Mo who was unconscious and was taken away. The other party threatened us with Xiao Mo... Lao Chen She caught up."

"Tallulah, huh?"

After seeing the strange look on Xing Xiong's face when he answered, Chen Mo already understood who the other person in her mouth was. He just wanted to confirm.I might as well imagine it was someone else, but if it was someone else, how could Xiao Mo leave with her.

"You..." Xingxiong opened his mouth: "That's right."

"I see."

Chen Mo crossed Xing Xiong.

"Wait a minute." Xing Xiong suddenly stopped Chen Mo who was rushing past him, as if he had already guessed where he was going: "I will immediately notify the bureau of the situation here and ask them to send someone over. In short, you are not responsible for this matter. You can intervene now."

Chen Mo didn't answer.

"That's enough! One or two, I tell you to stop!"

Xingxiong really couldn't bear it anymore. She had never been a docile person. Could it be that these two people didn't know what they were doing, so they dared to catch up rashly.

It should be said that it is not that the family does not enter the house, but the impulsive and careless look is exactly the same.

Xing Xiong wanted to chase after him, but Chen Mo suddenly said:

"Texas, stop her!"

Xingxiong's footsteps stopped.

Texas stood in front of her.

"Penguin Logistics, are you sure you want to stop me?"

Texas raised his head, eyes cold.

The huge physical gap between the two was not enough to make the wolf girl feel timid, and she did not give in at all.

"Sorry, you can't go there."

Xingxiong knew Texas, whom she had met several times before. She knew that he was an employee of Penguin Logistics. The inspection team had cooperated with Penguin Logistics several times. Xingxiong was naturally familiar with the skills of this senior employee of Penguin Logistics.

Xing Xiong looked past Texas, but could only see Chen Mo disappearing at the end of the corridor. She wanted to use her identity as a member of the Guards Bureau to make the girl in front of her retreat, but the cold gaze of Texas in front of her made her She gave up on the idea.

"This time, remember it for me."

Xingxiong stared at Texas's cold face with half a warning, still trying to make Texas compromise.

Texas nodded calmly, as if to prove that he had indeed remembered Xing Xiong's words.

"it is good."

Such a bland answer left Xing Xiong with nowhere to vent his anger and could only chuckle.

What kind of people are they.

Am I the ghost sister or you are the ghost sister.

What about Wang Fa?What about the law?

1 What should I call you?

Time is the most powerful killer. People forget, get tired, grow old, and say goodbye.

She said that from a historical perspective, there is not much going on between us. Everyone is taking happiness as their lifelong goal, without exception. No matter how different the methods they use, everyone is moving towards this goal. Goal forward.

I can't deny what she said.

I asked her: [What is your happiness? 】

[Happiness of the infected] She said it without thinking.

Her answer was not much different from what I thought, but I still felt a little disappointed after she said it. Just like when I was a child, I knew that she would not only belong to me, but I still couldn't help but fantasize, Similar thoughts came to my mind, and I felt despicable and shameful, but I couldn't stop it.

She seemed to see my disappointment. Even though she just glanced back at me, that look and the smile on her lips seemed to tell me that she knew what I wanted to hear.

【And you?What is your happiness? 】

She asked me this, sitting on the wooden chair in front of the bonfire, her thin shadow swaying on the wall. She put her legs together slightly and put her hands in front of her legs. The heroic and capable black military uniform set off the girl in front of me, who was both free and easy. Sassy.

It is the most perfect look deep inside me.

【I thought I had found it. 】I answered.

She suddenly said nothing and just stared at me.

【I can’t give it to you. 】

She slowly turned away to look at me, her fingers on her legs clenching and unclenching.

I suddenly remembered the Christmas gift she gave me in the warm winter sunshine in that orphanage many years ago. Although none of us took it seriously afterwards, I still remembered it.

I remember that she gave herself to me as a gift, but I forgot to ask her whether her gift had enough shelf life for me.

It was a day, a year, maybe more...or maybe it was just a second after she said these words, before I left the orphanage.

She grew up and experienced many stories that I had never experienced before, but we both subconsciously avoided sharing these pasts with each other, as if we were unwilling to talk about them, and tried to treat everything as if nothing happened and continue to keep it close to the future. The distance is as far as possible, and they are pulled by the cliff where the bonds of the past have been left. No one is willing to break this delicate balance.

She became quieter, and there was always a light in her eyes that I couldn't understand.

So have I changed?I asked myself.

I became afraid, kept to myself, was timid and indifferent, turned a blind eye to the disaster that happened in front of me, and took the lives of innocent people for no reason.

I keep deceiving myself and making up false fantasies and unrealistic delusions one after another in an attempt to numb myself, just like those pictures that I can’t even remember. Even if I draw thousands of pictures, I still can’t stop my mind. The impression becomes increasingly blurry.

I don’t know, I only know what kind of world I have seen over the years. I have been living and wandering in this world, constantly learning, constantly struggling, constantly failing and starting over, and I have become what I am now.

I【/

She said I was very gentle when I was little.

But gentleness has become a derogatory word in my heart that is related to and runs counter to kindness. When I see the kindness of others, the pity and intolerance in their eyes make me feel unreasonably angry and embarrassed. Later, he regarded it as a humiliation, and became angry after being unable to escape.

Maybe she has changed. She was an indifferent person when she was a child, and even the nuns in the orphanage found it difficult to get in touch with her.

But now she can get together with stranger infected people, share their stories, and care about their lives. The children gather around her, and she will tell stories and take out candies.

I don’t know whether I should miss the girl who only belonged to me in the orphanage when I was a child, or face reality and accept the young leader in front of me who is unfamiliar to me.

They have the same name and the same face, but they leave me with two different memories.

The young leader couldn't give me everything I imagined. The little tower that might have been given to me was no longer there.

I suddenly felt empty in my heart.

During this journey of more than ten years, I walked to the North Plains of Ursus and saw the person I dreamed of, but suddenly I found that person has only remained in the depths of my memory.

Sometimes when I think back, she seems real.

Of course I feel regretful. It is better to say that the word regret is used to describe my mood at that time. It was too thin and unfulfilled, but my heart was surprisingly calm. It was as if I had already accepted this fact, which made me feel sad. I couldn't even ask why.