【Moneng】stay gold

The energy angel stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, the lights pierced the night, and the wind howled.An hour before she had been confronting Phoenix, and an hour later Mastema was sitting next to her, and they were heading towards the outer ring of the Dragon Gate, to Rutland.

Neng Tian looked at Mostima from the corner of his eye, she was indeed sitting beside him.The aggression and frenzy that Angels faced Phoenix a few hours ago has evaporated, leaving nothing but blankness.A void that desperately needs to be filled, a void that only Mastema can fill.

Mostima had interrupted her bout with Phoenix a few dangerous hours earlier.Mostima and Nengtian Jianda said hello and then turned to Phoenix. The two talked for a long time in a low voice behind the green plants in the hall. .Every time she encountered Mastema, she would become passive, which frustrates her.The other two seemed to reach a consensus in the end, and Mostima led the angel back to his room with a blank expression.This is a single room, very small, with no other decorations except for a picture on the wall, it is lifeless.Mostima turned on the shower in the bathroom as soon as she entered the door, but she fixed the shower to the wall and ignored it. She wrote a side note and put something lightly on the bedside table.After doing this, she stood still for a while, then turned to the angel who had been unable to calm down, and was a little bit aggrieved.

"I saw you for the first time today, and I almost didn't recognize you." She looked at the angel for a long time, "You look different from before. Have you observed yourself carefully?"

The energy angel hummed vaguely.If it were her, no matter what Mastema turned into, she would recognize her.

"I don't think you have. Come here."

"Is this the time for these little things? Mastema, can't we just sit down and talk about..."

"Come here first."

The two of them went to the bathroom, and Mostima turned off the shower.The small bathroom was full of heat, and the mirror was covered with water mist, making it impossible to see anything clearly, and there was a strong smell of water vapor.Canangel felt embarrassed, and felt uncomfortable being at the mercy of Mastema, but she didn't know what she could do.

"Look in the mirror."

Mostima wrote a few words on the mirror: "Be careful, walls have ears."

The two looked at each other, and Mostima continued to write, "Are you sure you want to break the balance?"

Angel's heart skipped a beat, there would be no second chance, she nodded without thinking much.Mostima immediately wiped the words with a towel, and the mirror was as clean as new, with the images of the two clearly appearing on it.Just as the angel was about to ask, he shut his mouth tightly again.

"When did you cut your long hair?"

Asking, Mastema went out, took something from the halo, and sealed it gently in a sealed bag. She put the bag and the letter with Longmen sealant together in a larger envelope, which had written Alright, sign off, the address is the Great Emperor's Bar.

"You don't look the same anymore," said the Angel.

"After all, when you knew me, I wasn't what I am now."

Mostima opened the window slowly and silently, and let down a rope. Outside the window was the silent backyard, and in the distance was the wasteland that disappeared into the blackness.There is no moon tonight.

"You left in a hurry. We didn't say goodbye properly."

Mostima motioned for her to come.The energy angel immediately understood, and climbed onto the window sill sensitively and silently.You go first, Mostima lip-synced.

"The emperor sent me an urgent mission yesterday. Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'm tired."

And you?Can Angel flip out, and before sliding down, he leaned on the window and asked the person in front of him silently.Mostima's eyes sparkle, now.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow. I hope you can confirm what you want to tell me after you sleep. Do you need me to open a separate room or..."

The Angel slid down and ended up rolling on the lawn behind the shop.She leaned against the corner of the wall, quietly sneaked to the other end of the yard, and climbed over the wall.After a while, just when Nengtian couldn't help but wanted to go back to Mostima, she jumped off the wall lightly.

"You can't drive my car. Drive your car. Put on your robe and cover your halo. Quick. Let's leave the dragon gate first."

The time displayed on the dashboard is three o'clock in the morning.The night sky is covered with dense clouds, and the wilderness scene in the distance is completely hidden in the blackness. Now Angel is familiar with this kind of darkness, and she can see the stretch of woods in the distance on the left.Mostima opened the window a little, and the cold wind was very comfortable.It had been a long time since the two chatted freely without any scruples.

"You look good now. Clothes, hair, demeanor...all of them look like grown-ups." Mostima said, "Because you left that rotten place in Lateran?"

"There's part of it."

"How does it feel to work with Penguin Logistics? Your character should play well with them."

"Texas are nice people. What about you? Who's that Phoenix?"

"My foreman. She's a nice person, too."

"She seems to like you very much." Neng Angel said, the unhappiness in his heart was not so much disgust as jealousy.

"That's your illusion."

"No, it's not an illusion, and I feel that she hates me." Angela didn't want to repeat the short but traumatic conversation between her and Phoenix, as if it was a complaint.Besides, Phoenix must have said it.Sure enough, Mostima said in an understanding tone, "Phoenix is ​​just very straightforward, and sometimes he doesn't have the skills to speak. If it weren't for this position, you should be able to become very good friends... She must be thinking now, why are we in our room? Not a word, just the record player endlessly looping the same tune."

"Is she the one who eavesdropped?"

"Just for work."

Can the angel think for a second, "You already knew that you were bugged?"

"She didn't shy away from it either."

Can Angel couldn't imagine what kind of work would allow employees to eavesdrop on each other, and at the same time she realized that she and Mostima were in trouble, but instead of worrying, she felt faintly excited.She asked Mostima, "Wouldn't it be hard for you to leave without permission?"

"It's going to be tricky. But will you allow me to go back?" Mastema's smile widened.

"Of course—no. Will she find us?"

"Sooner or later. Tomorrow at the latest, I asked the front desk to send the letter to the emperor together with the monitor to Longmen. If she didn't see through this little trick, then we could have a few more days. If it is the fastest, we should Follow a car."

When the energy angel heard the words, he immediately looked in the side view mirror. There was no car behind him, only the lane lines that were constantly being swallowed by darkness.

"Where are we going?"

"To Rutland. Don't you want to know the truth?"

Can Angel's heart skip a beat, "But why do we have to go back there? Can't you tell me now?"

"Now? It's not the time. I think you're good at driving, but listening to me tell a story from a few years ago while driving is still a bit dangling. There's something I buried in Rutland, and you have to see it for yourself. Let's go to Longmen Port first , and then take the boat back to Rutland. I know the ticket dealers at Longmen, and we can leave Longmen as soon as possible.”

"...It sounds like you're getting ready in advance."

It is no longer the Archangel who is now pushing things further out of control, but Mastema.She seemed to be faintly excited since she got in the car, and she could have a premonition that she was leading her into a dispute.Together they sail into the future.Mostima always has the power to open the window from the situation and disrupt everything. Although she is wary of Phoenix and the forces behind her, her attitude is very conceited.The angel smiled, but Mostima was still so proud.

Mostima said, "I found out you were coming before Phoenix, and I went upstairs and started preparing. I gave myself two choices. If you want to break the balance, then I will show you the world behind the scenes." .If you shook your head an hour ago, then—nothing would have happened."

"Do you want me to do that?"

Mostima immediately said seriously, "My attitude should have nothing to do with your choice, should it?"

"I see."

"I just think you should have the right to know the truth. No one can deprive you of this right, except yourself. I saw you looking at me in the scuffle that day. You were far away from me at that time, and you looked at me as if I was Like a person you're desperate to save but can't do anything about. That's a pretty good idea, so I thought you wouldn't come to me. I'm inclined to think you won't, we've all gone too far." Mosty Marton After a while, he said calmly with great restraint, "It's all over."

"what?"

"Your sister's business, and mine. Tell me first how much you've gotten to know over the years. I know you've been to Kazdale. How's it going?" She might be tired of going around in circles, with a tangent The seriousness of the topic and the ensuing exhaustion.

Neng Angel sorted out his thoughts and told Mostima that the situation was chaotic four years ago, and it was very dangerous for the Sakotas to enter Kazdel.The Holy Church was blocked, and she was bound to do anything, and it didn't matter.Regarding the reasons for the blockade and the armed bloodshed at that time, few local people dared to talk about it, but there were many rumors among the outsiders wandering here. There were rumors that Divol was not dead, but only his own. A stand-in confidant, the real Divol is now in Casimir.There were also rumors that Divol was in Rutland Notary Prison.There are also many people who said that they heard crying in the Holy Church in the middle of the night... "At that time, Kazdel was very confused, and I was not in a good state. I often suffered from insomnia and headaches. A tipping point—”

At that time, the angel walked into the underground warehouse of an abandoned factory, because there were rumors that survivors of the conflict lived there.At that time, Angel could hold on to even a little hope and refused to let go, so she walked into a hell on earth.The underground warehouse is dark, smells of rot, and water is dripping somewhere, and the water gets deeper as you go along the path between the piles of discarded debris.She waded forward, and from time to time there was the sound of rustling in the dark beside her.The angel could feel eyes staring at her in the dark.

She continued to walk until there was the sound of water rippling slightly behind her, and as it got closer, she suddenly turned her head and raised her guardian gun, only to find that the person was a little girl.The energy angel immediately put away his guardian gun.The little girl who came out of nowhere had long hair, ragged clothes, one eye was wrapped in a cloth, her eyes were cloudy, and the cloth looked a bit rotten.She was holding a small wooden stick in her left hand, and she was scratching the ore crystals on her left arm with her right hand.

"Are you a god?" the little girl stared at her and asked timidly.As soon as he opened his mouth, the angel realized that he was a little boy.

"what?"

"Are you a god?" The little boy pointed to her halo.

"Ah, no, I'm not a god..."

After getting a negative answer, the little boy's slightly dull one-eyed suddenly showed ferocity and anger, "You are not a god, why are you not a god..." He waved his weapon at the energy angel, who was taken by surprise by the energy angel, and did not It hurt, but she was scared and nervous.She subconsciously grabbed the wooden stick, and the little boy immediately grabbed back his weapon with all his might, but he lost his strength and sat down in the sewage all at once.He burst into tears, and he could clearly see several splashes of dirty water falling down his face and into his mouth.

"Don't cry, what's your name? You are..."

"What's up, Al?"

Another voice came from behind, and a scrawny woman with a rag veil came out of the darkness and pulled the little boy to his feet.The woman looked at the angel, stretched out her hand, and said viciously, "Give it back to me."

The angel of energy immediately changed the stick back.After the little boy got the stick, his crying gradually became quieter, and he returned to his infatuated expression.

"It's okay. Go home, Al." The woman patted the little boy on the shoulder, and the little boy walked away obediently.His small back was wrapped in darkness, leaving only the sound of water splashing away.

"You are also here to find survivors." The woman said impatiently, "It's me. If you want to ask anything, ask quickly, but you have to pay. I will tell you the truth."

Angel can no longer care about the truth, she just wants to get out of this nightmare as soon as possible.What the hell is she doing here?What did she have in this woman that she could trust?She suppressed her urge to run away, asked a few questions upside down, and gave the woman money without haggling.The woman beamed with joy, and told her in a gossip that the child's two older sisters had been taken away by that Duvole, who said that as long as they would go with him, God would heal their brother.

"Are the two sisters back?"

"Of course—no. I don't know where he died. Maybe he's gone to enjoy his life with some big man. Who knows whether Duvol is dead or not. I'd say he's not dead. . . . Oh, poor Al, say He might die anytime soon."

"Then who are you? Why don't you take him back to the ground? His illness may be..." Can Angel himself became weaker and weaker as he spoke.

"I'm a relative of them. Their parents died of this illness. They're not going to get better! I've been there before, but it's better to stay here. Some people come to give money. In fact, for people like us, there is no difference between life and death. You can't feel it, but you can tell that you are different from us just by looking at your eyes."

Can Angel was very sad, she touched her pocket again, and found all the remaining money, and a piece of apple-flavored candy, "Can you give him this piece of candy and the money? Just say that his sister entrusted him with the money." I brought it to him."

The woman was stunned, and the angel's hand was hanging in the air, so she had to put the things on the flat surface exposed by a small section of containers beside her in embarrassment.She was about to leave, and just after wading a few steps, she heard a woman calling her, and the angel turned around, and the woman looked at her and made a strange gesture, as if praying, "Please forgive me, I lied to you."

"What did you say?"

"We also have our own beliefs. Those who reach out to us must not let them go in vain. The devil is indeed dead. Adley's sisters bought themselves to the devil, but the devil will not keep his promise. The demon didn't intend to leave Kazdel alive in the first place, he provoked not only the Laterans, but also the Rem Billiton. The demon received an order before he died, and he had to kill a Sakota before he died .”

The woman smiled faintly, and some tenderness appeared in her eyes under the dim light.

"That's all I know. I used to be a believer of Divor. But I ran away on the night Kazdel drank blood. That day I suddenly realized that the devil wanted us to be buried with him. Those who stayed in the church were all A believer who has been completely brainwashed, running away is a serious crime. I thought I was hiding well, but in the end I was discovered and my face was scratched with a knife. Then Al and I got a strange disease that has no cure and were driven away , but also to beware of revenge from Divol's remaining forces, so Al and I were driven here... This is God's punishment, to punish us for hurting those innocent people."

"God will come and forgive you." The able angel knew that his words were weak.

The woman shook her head and put away the candy and money, "You should go. Go forward, don't ask any more questions, you will be caught by the devil if you stay where you are. Divol is dead, and others Divol is on top."

Can Angel nodded, she wanted to speak, but her thoughts were chaotic and complicated, as if falling into a huge whirlpool, and at this moment she and the woman opposite were in the whirlpool, what Can Angel was afraid of was the kind of despair, which came from The rotten smell around, the container soaked in water, Al's missing eye, and the life of the woman in front of him.Every time someone comes here with an unspeakable purpose, Al may ask him if he is a god... The capable angel can only go forward, return to the world on the ground, and return to the world she is familiar with.Before she finally left, she asked if there was anything else she could do to help them, and she will never forget the woman's answer.

"I really want to take a good look at the blue sky again," the woman said.

"After that incident, I left Kazdale after visiting the Holy Church for the last time." Neng Angel said, "Later, I worked in Penguin Logistics, and the news I got was much more accurate than what I heard in Kazdale."

Mastema remained silent while she spoke.Now that she had finished speaking, Mostima didn't make any comments, but only asked a few questions from time to time while driving, and the angels always answered the questions involuntarily and frankly.When there was nothing left to ask, she fell into silence again, and the faint enthusiasm in the previous words was reduced to that silence.He still had that unfathomable expression on his face.

After driving a long way, suddenly, Mostima seemed to have suddenly thought of a wonderful idea, and asked with a little surprise, "Angel, do you hate me?"

"I hate you? No..."

"No, you hate me." The tone this time was very firm, as if stating a fact, indicating that the argument was meaningless, "You have never really forgiven me."

Energy Angel's heart was twisted like a knife, "Stop talking about this."

Because it is an indisputable fact.

Just like the complexity of a person, one quality does not necessarily erase another, love and hate can also coexist, can be both warm and terrible.Don't forget this even in the toughest of times.It is on the basis of hate that love has gone so far.It is precisely because of hatred rather than love that the capable angels have never believed any rumors about fallen angels killing people.She hated Mastema for abandoning her when she needed her most.She hated herself because she hated Mastema, or maybe the other way around, she hated Mastema because she hated herself.But this hatred was deeply hidden by her, because she understood that a person cannot go far with hatred in his heart, and cannot get up every night just to take care of the thorns in his heart.God teaches us to forgive, not for others, but for ourselves.Because of love, she has gone through four long years.No Angel was amazed that Mostima could instantly awaken that heavy emotion so easily. The only explanation might be that she had the same complicated feelings for No Angel.

"I just want to remember the good things about you."

Because that's all.only if……

The angel looked into the eyes of the opposite person, the expression of those eyes changed, showing a rare subtle surprise and shock, a little light ignited in the ruthlessness, as if the cunning and lovely Mastema from the past had returned, It was as if nothing had happened yet, the Mostima who was deeply infatuated with her once.The mask-like smile cracked, and a real smile emerged from underneath.The energy angel looked at Mostima's smile and sighed that she was still very beautiful.Though the world has been turned upside down, her broken beauty remains something to be sure of.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the time I led you up the Angel Tower."

Mostima was stunned, as if she needed to react for a while before she had to remember that day, which made Angel very hurt. "I'll never forget that day," said Neng Angel.

Mostima said after a moment, "The thing I will never forget is that day you played the guitar by the mirror lake and played the tune you arranged yourself."

The energy angel had almost forgotten about it, and it was only when Mostima brought it up that she remembered it. "Why this?"

"Then why don't you forget the Angel Tower?"

"Because..." I fell in love with you at first sight there.

"You see, you can't tell yourself. Many things have no reason. Chaos is self-evident." Mastema said, "Do you still remember the legend about the Angel Tower?"

"remember."

"If we were on the Angel Tower right now, what would you do?" Mostima smiled with an inexplicable meaning, and said the spell that spanned time: "It is better to speak, or to die?"

Say it, or die?

At this moment, Angel suddenly understood, and finally understood, she could have figured it out earlier, just relying on Mostima's expression, because she also understands the thoughts deep in her heart, and she hopes that she understands them. struggling with the same thing—

This question was never asked by himself, this question was always asked by Mostima himself.

What are they missing?How much did you miss?

"Do you still remember what you said? If that Sakota and Sarkaz really love each other, then they should abandon their identities and wander the world with each other? Angel, does this still count now?"

Mostima looked at her.

Can Angel's mind went blank and he couldn't think.Was Mastema inviting her?This realization made her heart beat faster, and she felt like she was about to fall down.This wish used to be her most wanted wish: live with Mostima, share her body and life with her, open up everything, they will sing, drink and kiss at dusk, and she will caress Mostima's body The scars on her face, her bony ribs, kissing her fiery heart through the skin.The hatred of the past has completely disappeared, leaving only a wordless and huge blank.Angels can't think, moving forward is unknown, retreating is unknown, looking away is unknown, trying to correct all deviated tracks is also unknown.

Mostima turned his eyes away in silence, "Maybe I'm a little too anxious..."

"I don't understand. Do you remember that kiss?" Angela was talking about the underwater kiss, and Mostima hinted that she remembered, "Back then you said you didn't want us both to pay in any way, now Is the price gone?... I don’t know, I can’t always be ignorant. I should make a decision after knowing everything, so that I am responsible to you and me. Maybe it’s not over yet.” Maybe an angel What I'm really trying to say is that I'm not sure you're going to suddenly leave me again.

Mostima was silent for a long time, "You are really an adult now, Aneng." She showed a weary smile, closed her eyes and stopped talking.

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