【Moneng】stay gold

Angel Neng came back from Jinghu and found a suitcase next to the shoe cabinet in front of her house. It was not too big or too small, and it didn’t look like a gift. The unknown matte material was mottled. I wanted to come to this suitcase. It has traveled a long time with its owner.

"Sister, are there any guests?"

She asked loudly as she changed into her slippers.

"Mostima is here."

The sound came from the yard.I can walk through the living room in three steps and two steps. Sure enough, through the glass, I can see two people in the yard drinking afternoon tea.In addition to her sister, there is also a strange face with blue hair—presumably this is her best friend, the mysterious Mastema.

Angel Neng actually remembered that today was the agreed day when Mostima came to visit, and she had been looking forward to this day for a while.Because she had heard a few things about Mostima from her elder sister, the elder sister who seemed amiable but was very strict with others and herself had always had a high opinion of her as a friend. curious.She opened the door of the living room with a clatter, came to the yard, sat down comfortably while looking at Mostima and said hello, "Hello, I am an angel of power."

"Hello."

Simple two words, no context, too short to make people feel a little uncomfortable, as if the words have stagnated in mid-air.The angel looked at those blue eyes, and at first glance she knew that the angel opposite was not easy to get along with.

In the afternoon tea when Mostima came for the first time, the angel of energy did not wander off for the first time——in the past, if friends came to visit, the angel of energy would not know where his mind wandered, or he would just find an excuse to slip away after sitting for a while Walk.But this time she has been sitting at the round table, looking like a glutton for apple pie, but secretly eyeing her new friend.Mostima’s slightly sarcastic smile, her words seem loose but powerful, she hides her strength, her attitude is as cynical as if she doesn’t care about anything, and she occasionally makes self-deprecating words... In fact, a very shrewd and capable person .

Can an angel swallow a piece of apple pie, according to experience, she should stay away from such "dangerous people", pretend to play the role of the host, and then send her away.

But she also likes Mostima's eyes very much, they are so blue, as if she can see the sky behind her through those eyes.With such beautiful eyes, it wouldn't be too difficult for this person to come here!

At the end of the afternoon tea, my sister proposed to let the angel take the mostima around. "Since you also agree to stay here, let the angel show you around and get to know the way. The scenery here is not bad."

"Stay?" Angel Neng was taken aback and almost choked.

"That's right. Mostima was specially invited by me to help me sort out the files. Don't make trouble, be polite—"

"I know, ma'am, I'm not a child anymore, and I still talk about this all day long..."

"In my eyes, you will always be a child." The elder sister gave the angel an evil look, then turned and entered the room with the tableware.

Angel Neng made a face at her back.She thought that Mostima would chuckle and show kindness to her mischief, but that person didn't respond at all. Once the sister who connected them was not present, the atmosphere quickly cooled down.

But the embarrassment didn't last long. Mostima picked up his coat and asked while putting it on, "Where is the nearest post office?" His tone was normal and relaxed, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"It's very close to here. About 10 minutes, we can walk there."

"Okay. Let's go then."

Angel Neng took her to see the post office, and then took her to see Mirror Lake.She thought that by letting Mostima look at the peaceful vegetation here, seeing the sunset that is always as rich as an oil painting, looking at the rose-colored mirror lake, and the eyes that God left behind in the world, she could make Mostima feel human. How insignificant it is.But she didn't react much, she was determined to be an angel, and asked her if she wanted to see the Angel Tower. The tower is on the other side of the lake, a little far away, but standing on the tower can overlook the whole town.

"Angel Tower? Is it the tower where the angel committed suicide with the guardian system?"

"The legend is like this." The energy angel shrugged.

"Why did he kill himself?" Mastema seemed interested.

"Looks like it's a love affair . . . it's the same thing. They keep tying it up with love. I don't know. Do you want to see it?"

"It seems a bit far... Would you like to take me there?"

"Of course."

The angel of power led Mostima around the lake, and the sparkling light on the lake was like countless facets of diamonds.They chatted one after another, and the angel walked in front of the path. When they were silent, they could only judge whether Mostima had followed her by the sound of footsteps behind her.But her footsteps were so soft that they were almost silent, and the energy angel had to look back from time to time to see if she was following.The energy angel didn't know where her worries came from, she just walked ahead, and her pace was not fast, and there was no reason why the people behind couldn't keep up—maybe because Mastema seemed to disappear as soon as the interest came. explorer.

Finally they climbed to the top of the tower, and Mastema's eyes lit up.Can Angel keenly captured the changes in her breathing rate, and felt very proud in her heart.

Mostima's face seemed to be covered with a layer of holy light in the setting sun. Her eyes, her lips, the rose-colored water and the sky, that scene was deeply engraved in the mind of Energy Angel. Play it in your mind from time to time.

"It's beautiful, isn't it. Sometimes I think it's amazing that there is such a place in a world full of natural disasters."

"Have you ever seen a natural disaster?" Mostima glanced at the angel.

"No. My sister saw it, and she told me about it. It's in the textbook, too."

Mostima fell silent, and her eyes became indifferent, which made the Angel a little at a loss.She thought they were already friends.Perhaps Mostima noticed her excessive enthusiasm and pushed her away.Angel was a bit self-defeating, and the impression Mastema gave her began to deteriorate again.

"Is that the Summer Palace?"

Mostima's sudden question interrupted Angel's wild thoughts.She pointed to a white palace in the distance, the summer palace was there.The Summer Palace was originally an ancient war fortress, and time has passed. It is now the town's meeting hall. From here, you can see the landmark building of the Summer Palace, the seven white stone pillars in front of the court.There is no decoration on the seven stone pillars, they just stand there.At some point in the morning, the shadows of the seven pillars merged into one.

"Correct."

"Is your sister doing research there?"

The energy angel nodded.In fact, the entire area belonged to the Summer Palace, and only invited scholars were allowed to live here.Neng Angel's sister comes here every summer, and if there is nothing to do in Neng Angel's school, she will come here for vacation.

Mostima looked at Xia Gong with a thoughtful expression.

Neng Angel suddenly realized that if Mostima wanted to stay, it would probably be to help her sister do research, and she should lead her to the Summer Palace as well. Although there are gate guards, you can always take a closer look.The sky is not completely dark yet, and Neng Angel still doesn't want to go back.

"Is there any legend about Mirror Lake?" Mostima looked back at Mirror Lake.

"It is said that this is the lake of the gods. We don't drink the water from the lake, and we don't go boating in the lake. There are a lot of fish in the lake, and we don't eat it either."

"That's because I'm not hungry yet." Mostima smiled.

Ordinary angels would never speak like that.But in fact, Energy Angel also thinks that way in her heart. She knows that Mostema has seen through her thoughts, and she is also happy to be seen through by Mostema.Mostima was different from the people who had visited her home to help with research in the past.

Although I don't want to admit it, Mastema is really attractive at first sight.

After a few days of getting along, Neng Angel felt that Mostima was a capricious person who was extremely difficult to please.She always let the angel relax, relax, relax... Then suddenly all the words were withdrawn, and there was nothing left.

Angels have always been used to talking frivolously, and Mostima insisted on talking about things in depth.Although her insights are deep enough to make people feel that they have benefited a lot, and she always ends up discussing some theological topics with her sister, it still makes Angel feel targeted.At that time, it seemed that there were only my sister and her on the stage, and Angel was kicked off the stage.

When she expressed curiosity and echoed Mostima's point of view, Mostima always ended her words in the form of ridicule.Whether we are friends or not, the angel secretly looked at those sharp eyes. For some reason, she was a little afraid to look directly at Mostima.

Maybe it was because she was afraid that she would see into her little thoughts.

Once, when they came back from the summer palace, they could feel the pent-up anger in the air as soon as they entered the door.She put down the book in her hand, and looked around at the door of her room.My sister and Mostima entered the living room one after the other. My sister put the materials on the coffee table, and Mostima poured two glasses of wine.

When she handed the wine to her sister, she started to get angry, "Do you really think that the old man with the white beard is right?"

"I think he is very wise and has his own opinions. He has his own experience. Besides, no matter what the teacher is, you shouldn't refute him so fiercely in public."

"Ah, that's why I hate doing research... That old man, he just wanted to make himself appear knowledgeable, he didn't listen when others were speaking, and he took advantage of the time to rehearse his words, but he still did it. He is too old, and his theory has obvious defects of the times." Mostima made a rather harsh conclusion, and said, "You should not be trapped in the pile of old papers, Hanging around with these old pedants. I don't get it..."

"I have my reasons."

The sister made a gesture to tell Mastema not to speak any more.Mostima stopped there, and the room fell silent. Neng Angel was a little worried about the tense atmosphere between the two of them, but after drinking a glass of wine, the atmosphere quietly dissolved.The two reconciled again.

Angels are envious of their extreme control over their bodies and emotions.At the same time, she understood why she was afraid of Mostima's eyes - because of her unparalleled insight and intuition, which was her hidden strength, her eyes shot straight into the eyes like a bullet. In your eyes, back and forth in your mind.Her cherishment and grasp of her own talents, her never-showing smile, her inadvertently swaying wisdom...it turns out that this is the reason why Angel can't help but be obsessed with her, above friendship and desire.If she had such a powerful insight into the mind of an old man, how could she not know that Canang was attracted to her, how could she not know that Canang was trying to please her by telling anecdotes about him at school at dinner.

...how could she have been unaware?

Say you love me, or you don't love me.All I need is an answer, and whether it succeeds or not, I'm ecstatic.Never keep silent.

While Mastema can be angular at times, she's mostly smooth.Can Angel found that she liked to stand aside, watching everything with a smile on her face.Unless things develop to a certain point, she won't intervene.She always gives people a sense of stability, that is, she knows exactly what she wants.One evening, my sister suggested that they go to a bar for a drink.An angel hit it off, but Mostima refused, saying, "If I had one drink tonight, I'd have a second, a third...I know myself well enough to be sober at the summer palace tomorrow." , or not going.”

She knows herself well.Can Angel has never heard others comment on himself in such a relaxed but unquestionable tone.

When Neng Angel and her sister went to the bar, she realized that Mostima had actually won the favor of many people——as soon as they sat down, an angel with short hair came over and asked why Mostima didn't come together .Capable Angel didn't even know the woman.My sister smiled and said that Mostima was resting at home.The woman left shyly.Mostima has only been here for a few days, and she already knows so many people.

Sometimes the angels hope that they can live in this summer manor forever, and hope that time will stand still at a certain moment where there is no theology, no eloquence, no overly violent sunlight, and the intersection of day and night.

Sometimes the Angel would like Mastema to leave immediately, take her strange suitcase, and disappear with all traces of her life.

Sometimes Mastema gave her a sarcastic, hard look, which made her overwhelmed.By the time she realized she was ready, the blue eyes moved elsewhere.But when those eyes showed tenderness, it made people sink.

Can make angels feel capricious.Capricious.Was Mastema capricious because she was capricious, or was she capricious because Mastema was capricious?

"Why do you look sick?" my sister asked her once. "I suddenly realized that you haven't caused me trouble for a long time. Your friends come to you and you don't go out to play."

"That's because it's too hot."

Why has she become so timid?Why can't we get along with each other frankly?

"I think the angel might be thinking about some theological issues. She has the melancholy temperament of a poet now." Mostima said with a smile.She has a friendly smile.

The angel was stunned.

Elder sister looked at No Angel, then at Mostima, "Is there something I forgot? The expressions of the two of you seem to exclude me."

"It's a complete illusion. I don't know anything." Mostima raised his hands to indicate that he had nothing to do with him.

"It's just that it's too hot." Angel Neng took a big sip of water.

"Go take a shower."

"I don't want to sleep yet."

"There's no need to sleep after taking a shower."

"Fine. But I still don't want to take a shower."

"You're not really sick, are you?"

The elder sister leaned over and touched her forehead, so nervous that even an angel thought she had a fever or something, but the elder sister patted her face lightly, "No problem."

"I want to start school." Can Angel curled up on the sofa.

"Well. I think so too. Tired of being idle here?"

Can Angel didn't say a word, just leaned on the sofa in a daze, and said pitifully after a long time that he wanted to eat apple pie.

Nengang decided that Mastema was pretending he didn't know anything.The more she said that, the more she knew.When the night comes, the angel can read a book in the study. Mostima's room is next to the study, and she can hear the footsteps of Mostima here.The energy angel stared at this wall, only one wall separated, and everything was quiet at this moment.

Does she have the guts to knock on that door?

When every cell of a person desperately longs to be close to another person, and is tortured by self-doubt because of it, how can the other person not know?Isn't it suspicious to live under the same roof without speaking for a long time?Isn't it strange that they always use the words of their sister to convey information to each other?Such a sensitive person didn't notice it, is it because she didn't pay attention at all, and didn't take it seriously at all?Doubt, doubt, doubt... Can Angel suddenly hate himself for looking like a child.Before that, she always felt that she was very good. In this quiet small town, she was a veritable sketcher, and she was very popular when Angel came here for the first time.

The next day they went swimming together.Angel is flattered by Mostima's invitation.She is holding her swimsuit, which is very youthful and well-behaved.Mostima's was much bolder, but she still acted calmly.It suddenly occurred to the angel that she could swim in other places in this body before, talk to other people, and others had carefully observed her figure. There was more to her life than the part that the angel could see and participate in. Many, many...Looking at Mostima's body, it is not the chest and buttocks that fascinate Angel, but the rows of ribs under the chest, so bony, it seems that the ribs can be pierced through a thin layer of skin Catch the heart.So skinny and beautiful.She also found that Mostima has many old scars on her body, her past is so mysterious... There is a kind of broken beauty in her body.

The angel was very embarrassed, she swam for a while and landed on the shore.Her life experience was too unequal compared with Mostima's, she was too young and thin.

"The shadows of the columns of the Summer Palace are merged at dusk."

Mostima said she still remembered the words of the angel.Can Angel was suddenly happy when he realized this.

"Twilight is when the boundary between life and death is the most blurred." She said, "There is also a legend about the Angel Tower. I later heard a different version from others."

"What version?"

"It is said that once upon a time there was an angel who loved a devil fanatically, but he could only keep his heart in his heart because of the racial barrier. The angel didn't know that the devil also loved him. One day, the angel brought the devil to his hometown, That's where he said on the tower that he had a secret, but no one could tell it. He asked the devil, is it better to tell it or die?"

Mostima swam to Angel Neng's feet, pawing at the edge of the pool like a mermaid. She looked up at Angel Neng, "Speak up, or die?"

Can make it hard to breathe.Mostima absolutely absolutely absolutely knew.She looked at the mermaid at her feet bitterly, "I don't know. But if it's me, if I can't tell, I'd rather die."

Mostima laughed, "It's childish." She turned and sank back into the water.

"I've been in a bad mood for the past few days. Do you know why?" Angel Neng was annoyed by her childish words, so she also got into the water and chased after her.

"Should I know something?" Mastema poked his head out of the water.

"What are you supposed to know?" repeated the Enchant, "you already knew everything?"

Now she put herself on the chopping block, and the angel watched Mostima ups and downs in the water. If you are just used to play hard to get, and like to play with other people's feelings, then you will encounter a hard rock today.

"I'm not sure."

Can Angel was pushed over the edge of the cliff, and she couldn't imagine how they would get along with each other in the rest of the day if she confessed at this moment and was rejected.But how bad could it be?It's so embarrassing now.The energy angel grabbed Mastema's shoulders on both sides, and with a sudden force pushed her head under the water, then she also dived into the water and kissed Mastema's lips.

In that second, the energy angel couldn't see anything clearly, only a piece of blue, I don't know if it was the color of the water or the color of those eyes.Mostima didn't resist, she didn't seem to do anything, maybe she couldn't remember anything.

Then they came out of the water, gasping for breath, and Mastema pushed her hands away from his shoulders, "We'll talk when we get ashore."

After they landed, Mostima put on his coat without saying a word, and walked towards the car.Can Angel didn't know if she was angry.When Mostima spoke again, what he said was something he didn't want to do at all, "I'm afraid the angel thought so too. Later he committed suicide on the Angel Tower, and some people said that he gave the protection to the devil, so that The demon pointed the gun at his heart."

"They're not together?"

"What does it matter if we are not together? One is Rutland and the other is Sarkaz."

The angel was silent for a moment, and then said, "If that's true love, then they should abandon their identities and wander around the world."

"It's not always that simple. It can be an angel. I don't want either of us to pay the price for this kind of thing. It's not right or wrong, it's just inappropriate."

Nothing right or wrong, just inappropriate.

"If you want me to leave, then I can leave tomorrow." Mostima looked at Angel Neng, her wet hair stuck to her face. "You should enjoy the moment, Angel, you don't know how happy you are living, how I envy you. You can have a very bright future. We can maintain the relationship of good friends, instead of sublimating the relationship to a certain status And ruin everything."

If Can Angel is calmer and smarter, she should be able to dig out more things from Mostima's words... After a long time, Can Angel will suddenly wake up——The words of Mostima are actually Said it to herself.

But she was hit hard by Mastema's words—it wasn't right or wrong, just inappropriate.She knew that Mostima cared about her, and with all the chaos in her mind, she said the only clear message she could hold, "I hope you don't go."

"Then I won't go."

"If you don't choose me now, then you'd better pray that you don't fall in love with me in your life."

Mostima sighed, "Why bother?"

Why bother?

"Maybe you were just curious. When you look back later, today will seem like a joke."

"Maybe." It was as if the angel wanted to be indifferent.

"Do not be angry."

"I'm not angry. I asked for it."

Mostima fell silent.

After a while, the energy angel asked her, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"do you like me?"

"No one doesn't like you."

"I want you to like me like I like you."

Mostima shook his head. "That would hurt both of us."

Angel was embarrassed for a while, then she smiled wryly and pointed to the Angel Tower in the distance, "At least I said it."

"You are different from others, you can be an angel."

Can make angels feel exhausted.

"I'm sleepy."

"Sleep. Let's go home."

The energy angel closed her eyes and was drowsy all the way, and when she finally got home, she also pretended that she was not awake at all.Mostima got out of the car, came around, opened the door here, picked her up across the waist, carried her all the way to her room, and covered her with a quilt.Can Angel didn't know that her hands were so strong, she hardly breathed heavily.This is the closest she gets to her heart.The mighty heart of Mostima.

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