Hello, Arknights

"Mostema, we have a mission after all. Isn't it a bit dereliction of duty for us to come here to buy milk tea?" Ling Dengxian followed her closely and felt a little uneasy when he saw the store they were about to enter.

"That can't be helped. You know I have a friend who is also coming to Longmen, so she asked me to buy some milk tea for her. I might as well buy some on the way. It won't waste time." Mostima smiled slyly and patted his shoulder to indicate that it was okay. "After all, she is my friend. I should trust her more."

"Okay..." Ling Dengxian still felt unsure. After all, he did not have the qualifications of Mostima, nor did he know the character of his boss, the Emperor.

"Hello, two cups of milk tea, thank you--" The girl turned around, "What do you want?"

"Ah? Just whatever you want... Just honey pomelo." Ling Dengxian looked at the pair of blue eyes and realized that she was not prepared to listen to an indecisive answer.

"For me... vanilla and fresh fruit, with sugar, thank you."

"Hmm? Mastema, your friend?"

"I drank it for her."

"..."

Ling Dengxian was completely confused, but a certain Li Boli who was following the two of them felt a vein jump in her forehead. She knew that this guy was teasing her, as a return gift for her teasing last night.

"But, Mastema, I hope you know what you are doing." The girl knew she had not leaked any information, but...

"I haven't seen her with such an expression in a long time since the disbandment."

She knew that when Mostima was facing several parties, her smile must have contained other emotions, and now was probably her time to relax.

"What's so good about this guy... Never mind, he's much better than that *Latlan slang*." Liberi put away his gun and seriously considered whether to meet the boy in private.

"Mostema, what should we do next?" Ling Dengxian walked forward with the girl holding a cup of milk tea. He couldn't help but shrink his neck when he was stimulated by the cold air.

"I haven't been back for a while. I wanted to go see how the old maple tree in the Central Park is doing." The girl opened her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes brightened a lot.

"Why, did you grow it?" Ling Dengxian asked curiously.

"How is that possible? This tree has been there for a long time. It's just that when I first came to Longmen to join Penguin Logistics, I was spending time under that maple tree while waiting for Mr. Is to pick me up that night. I must be a little concerned about it." But Mostima took him to the Guard Bureau first.

When the two men arrived at the door, Ling Dengxian and Chen, who had just come out, fell into a subtle silence.

"Hello, Officer Chen..." Ling Dengxian knew that after yesterday's incident, he must have overturned the good impression that the upright Officer Long had originally had of him. In addition, his "taking advantage of the opportunity" at the beginning made him feel a little guilty now.

"Are you here to visit again? The Guards Bureau did receive a new batch of tea today. Would you like to sit down?" Chen raised his eyebrows and pretended to make way.

"Officer Chen, please stop teasing him. I'm here to get something." Blue-haired Sakta showed her signature smile. Chen nodded, indicating that she was here for this purpose. She turned around and called out to Dayang. Then a dragon guard came over with a suitcase. She put away her smile and handed it to Mostima solemnly: "Excuse me, Miss Mostima."

"It's my duty." The girl nodded, took the suitcase and handed it to Ling Dengxian, "Protect it well."

"Operator White Dove." When saying goodbye, Chen suddenly looked at him, and Ling Dengxian was shocked: "Are you here?"

"Be quieter next time. Generally speaking, the Guards don't want to receive regular customers too often." Chen said seriously. If saying hello could reduce future troubles, she would be happy to do so.

"Okay, I'll try my best." Ling Dengxian was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

After walking out of the Guard Bureau building, Mostima tugged at his clothes and asked, "What did you do to make the Guard Bureau remember you so quickly?"

Ling Dengxian twitched his lips and briefly talked about his building demolition. After listening to it, Mostima raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are quite unlucky..."

"I'm already lucky enough to be able to escape the natural disaster that the convoy encountered..."

"It seems like a lot of things have happened..." Mastema's smile faded slightly, "Is there any origin for the code name 'White Dove'?"

"No, I just feel like a pigeon that can't find its home, ordinary and persistent."

"Prepare a table tonight. I have many stories along the way. How about we take turns listening to them?" Mostima moved closer, her lips glowing.

"I cook?"

"Can't you?"

"Okay..." Ling Dengxian originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to return the favor by patting her on the head, but the half-smile from the blue-haired girl made him hesitate.

"Let's find another opportunity next time." The girl smiled cunningly and led him towards the central park.

"So this is the cargo we want to deliver?" Ling Dengxian carefully checked the suitcase. There was nothing special about it. It was just an ordinary suitcase without a combination lock. It just looked a bit old.

"Well, let's go." Mostima took a step forward and led him forward.

"Or are we going to Central Park?"

"Well, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." The girl was not in a hurry at all and motioned him to relax. The two walked into the park. Longmen rushed to the north before the spring arrived completely. Only some cold-resistant species of trees had a few small leaves hanging on them, and the old tree that Mostima wanted to see took advantage of the short buffer period of more than ten days to sprout new leaves, which was in sharp contrast to the other plants that were slow to react.

"Green leaves... will no longer be popular if they lose their well-known characteristics..." Ling Dengxian sighed, while Mostima stood there for a long time, staring at the new leaves and gradually being moved.

"Come, sit here." Mostima sat on the bench and patted the seat next to her. Seeing that she seemed to be in high spirits, Ling Dengxian sat down with the intention of letting her tease him.

The girl looked at the green leaves above her head with her blue eyes and whispered, "Do you think you have grown up?"

"Maybe. At least I haven't fallen into despair." Ling Dengxian subconsciously pinched the corner of his clothes as he answered.

"Well... leaves bloom and flowers fall, trees die and fungi grow, the seasons change, and people have to move forward..." Mostima took off his gloves, looked at his white fingers carefully, slowly clenched his fists, and was quiet for a while.

Ling Dengxian also accompanied him silently.

He couldn't see what the girl next to him was thinking, but he could give her warmth just like she had done in the past.

"Did you know that we all have a guardian gun in Shakota?" Mostima looked up and asked after a long while.

"It seems there is more than one Archangel."

"She only owns one, the others are all rented. We in Lateran's Sakota only have one guard gun."

Ling Dengxian seemed to know what she wanted to do: "Do you want to show me your Guardian Gun?"

"No... Of course, it's not impossible for me to look at it, but I can't use it anymore." The girl's eyes were calm, without a trace of emotion.

"why?"

"Because I am a fallen angel, I once pointed the muzzle of the gun at my own kind and pulled the trigger." The plain words made Ling Dengxian involuntarily cast his gaze towards her dim halo and horns, and the latter revealed a glass-clear smile.

Ling immediately understood what she hadn't said.

"Are you... regretting?" Ling Dengxian asked tentatively. He didn't know the meaning of Fallen Angel before, but he felt that Mostima and Archangel Exiah were very different in appearance and thought they were subspecies.

"Regret? No, if it happens again I will pull the trigger without hesitation. I had no choice at that time." The girl broke the silence and switched back from that frank state. Ling Dengxian seemed to see layer upon layer of outer shells on Mostima, which made her soft and powerful.

"Don't ask too much. I can't let the secret out." Mastema put her index finger on his lips, smiling, "Otherwise a certain Miss Liberi will get angry."

When Ling Dengxian was hesitant to say something, a lame old man walked into the park. When he saw the two people's expressions, a smile broke out on his serious face. He limped to another bench and waited quietly.

"Okay, I've arrived where I was going, so it's time for you to complete our mission today." Mostima smiled and pushed his shoulder, indicating that it was time for him to take action.