Chapter 1088 Soul Watcher

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The coffin next to the priest was covered with the flag of the Star Alliance, and there were flowers wet by the rain, which were very delicate.

The old man with the Bible in his hand began to recite the scriptures, watering everyone's heart of grief or gratitude.

"Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, does not rejoice in iniquity, but Love the truth, bear all things, believe all things, hope all things, endure all things. Love never fails."

His voice is not loud, a little old, but it will not be covered by the sound of the drizzle, nor will it be blown away by the cool wind.

Old Watt listened quietly, stroking his little grandson's head with his withered hands, his eyes were peaceful, and he couldn't see much sadness. Most of the other people had the same expression, most of them were nostalgic, only a few old women had tears in their eyes, and their hands holding umbrellas trembled slightly in the wind.

Tang Fang took Elena's hand and walked to the edge of the crowd. His eyes fell on the coffin, the folded flag, and the bouquet of flowers wet by the rain. He couldn't let go of it for a long time.

Elena lowered her head, watching the raindrops falling from the leaf petals, kissing the moist soil.

Kyrenia's sigh came from behind, very softly, and was drowned out by the priest's prayers and the rain in an instant.

There is no state funeral ceremony, a simple funeral, like the death of the carpenter next door, like the death of the old man across the door, there is no grand scene, and there are not many heavyweights on stage, only a few luxury cars stop , the people above got down and stood for a while, looking across the fence of the cemetery for a while, then got back into the car and drove into the distance.

He didn't know who those people were, nor was he interested in knowing who they were. In fact, others don't know who he is, because he changed his appearance a little before coming here, so as not to be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble.

The priest had already closed the Bible, took the umbrella from the waiter, thanked him, and stepped aside.

The young man in charge of the burial stepped forward to lift the not-so-precious coffin and walked slowly towards the grave.

The rain has become less, but the humidity in the air is still strong, and the occasional breeze brings the smell of soil and the fragrance of grass and trees.

Some people behind started to turn around and leave without talking, they walked very calmly and quietly.

Tang Fang still remembers when he came to Greenwich for the first time, Terry Ferdinand said that his greatest wish was to have many people see him off when he was buried. There are many people who remember that he existed and did many meaningful things.

However, at this moment, the number of people who came to his funeral was far less than imagined. It seemed that the sky was also weeping for this. The light rain wetted the land of the cemetery and wet the hearts of many people.

"He said that one day he would live for himself... He was wrong, he never lived for himself." A hoarse voice woke him up, and when he turned his head, Old Watt didn't know when he appeared in front of him around.

The old man's son and daughter had already left, and he was the only one who stayed behind, watching the coffin go into the grave, watching the wet soil bury the national flag and flowers, gradually losing the extra color.

Tang Fang didn't know how Old Watt saw through his disguise, and he didn't have the heart to figure it out.

When Terry Ferdinand was still alive, he considered his funeral very important and was very proud. He thought it was the most glorious moment in his life, and it was also the moment when he fulfilled his life ideals and achieved positive results. But judging from today's scene, He would be very disappointed if he was still alive.

"Did he... did he leave anything behind?"

Old Watt shook his head: "Besides the suicide note, there is also an empty wine bottle. What do you want?"

Tang Fang didn't answer. He thought that Terry Ferdinand might ask Old Watt to hand over some letters to him, for example, he wanted to forgive Adam Oliver and others' personal letters,

Or other orders...

But no, Terry? Ferdinand did not leave him anything, to be precise, a burden.

"Do you know why he didn't bury himself in Harrington Cemetery, but chose here?"

Tang Fang shook his head. Elena next to her stretched out her slender palm to catch a drop of rainwater falling from the sky, causing it to shatter in her palm.

"He said he was sorry for his son and wife...he was not a good father, let alone a good husband. Instead of disturbing the peace of their mother and son in the past, he chose to stand where the sun rose and be a watchman."

Terry Ferdinand is a politician, no matter how history will judge him in the future, whether he is a sinner who brought the Star Alliance into turmoil and division, or an elder who uses his fragile backbone to prop up the future of the country, in the past His name is inseparable from politics, and his name will also be inseparable from politics in the future.

Maybe someone will spit on his grave, or someone will lay flowers for the patriots. But in any case, it's all about the country, it's all about politics. But what has he done for his family? seldom... seldom...

So he didn't have the courage to meet his wife, nor could he face his children. He chose to stand in the south of the city, looking at the place where the sun rises across the green mountains and green waters, and be a soul watcher.

Another drop of water shattered in Elena's palm, it was not the rain falling from the sky, it was the tears that slid down her cheeks.

Old Watt walked toward the grave, to be the last to cover for Terry Ferdinand.

Tang Fang didn't stay any longer, and took Elena's hand and turned around towards the entrance of the cemetery. The umbrella he was holding was a little crooked, and the rain fell from the sky, wetting his hair.

Kyrenia walked behind, the long black dress fluttering in the wind in the drizzle, and Vivi lay in her arms, silent all the way.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asked Tang Fang.

He didn't speak, just looked up to the sky, a drop of rain fell and wet his face.

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Leaving Delson Cemetery, the rain became more and more gentle, and the three of them boarded a maglev car and returned to the hotel where they were staying.

As soon as I entered the lobby, two people walked over from the nearby rest area. They looked about 60 years old, wearing black suits and black ties, just like those who sent Terry Ferdinand off just now.

Tang Fang glanced at the two people without speaking, waved to Kyrenia, turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Tell me what you have to say." The two people were stopped, Tang Fang and Elena continued to move forward, Vivi broke free from Kyrenia's arms, and caught up with its owner.

When entering the elevator, Elena glanced at the three people behind, looked at Tang Fang's face and said, "Are they... envoys sent by the Star Alliance government?"

He nodded in reply. Old Watt could recognize his identity. How could the Covenant government, which was always paying attention to the funeral process, not recognize his back? After all, before attending the funeral, it was just a slight disguise, just to prevent ordinary people from recognizing who they were.

"Old Mr. Terry Ferdinand . . . so poor." Only then did she recover from her grief.

Tang Fang said: "I said a long time ago that you don't need to participate in this kind of thing...Women are always soft-hearted."

"Aren't you?" Elena looked at him very seriously: "If you don't have a soft heart, why did you ask Kyrenia to talk to them? You plan to stay one more night."

Tang Fang bent his middle finger and tapped her forehead: "How come you are like Tang Yun, you like to pretend to be smart."

"Isn't it?" Elena showed a grievance and doubtful expression.

He looked at his fiancée and smiled: "It seems that you have not slackened these days in the United Kingdom of Turanx. You have learned a lot from Prince Gilcott, and you have started to figure out people's hearts."

"Ding" the elevator bell rang, and the car door opened. Tang Fang left first, followed by Vivi. Elena glanced back at the clean street scene on the other side of the transparent glass, and then followed the footsteps of one person, one machine.

The three of them opened two rooms in the hotel, Tang Fang lived in one, and Kyrenia and Elena lived in one.

He opened the door and glanced back, and saw Vivi stopped in the aisle between the two doors, looking at him with a very vigilant look. It's obvious what you want to express.

"For the sake of your honesty today, I won't touch her... and today is not a suitable day." After saying this, he walked into his room and gently closed the door, leaving a smile on his face. Confused Vivi and Elena who don't know why.

Tang Fang walked into the inner room, fell back on the bed that had just changed the blanket, stared at the lotus chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, and seemed to see Terry Ferdinand's old face on the silver petals.

There was still moisture from the rain on his body, but he still couldn't resist the tiredness that struck him, and slowly fell asleep. About an hour later, the information breathing light on the side of the mobile video device placed on the coffee table in front of the window flickered on and off in green light, polluting the traces of rainwater winding down outside the window.

The rain that baptized the whole city gradually diminished after a burst of madness, and finally the rain cleared away, and Duma 2's hazy figure appeared in the western sky. The machine stirs up.

There are only slight traces of rain on the glass windows, and occasionally accumulated water drips from the gaps in the roof, hitting the edge of the saw blade of the mimosa column in the middle of the balcony, pattering and making small and scattered splashes.

Gradually, lights of different colors drifted outside the window, sometimes bright, sometimes erratic. The sky gradually darkened, and the neon lights in the distance began to flicker, and the endless stream of lights turned the street into a river of rainbows. Perhaps because a heavy rain disrupted the demonstration plan, today's Greenwich city can be called the calmest day in three days.

Captain Tang curled up on the bed with a "5" stretching his body slowly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, then opened his eyes, woke up from his sleep, maybe it was strange that the room had darkened, turned his head to look out the window, and found It's time for a beautiful night scene.

The raindrops outside the window have dried up, leaving only winding traces. Not far away, on the huge electronic screen of a high-rise building, the Galaxy Demon Fairy is wearing a white evening dress, singing warm singles over and over again, trying to awaken the kindness and love in people's bodies. tolerant.

The sudden sound of ventilation from the air-conditioning system woke him up from a daze. He sat up from the bed and shook his head in the dark. He didn't expect that he would sleep for seven or eight hours after lying down.

The streamer light from the corner of the room illuminated his eyes, ghost was born from nothingness and walked into another nothingness.

Tang Fang jumped off the bed, shouted to turn on the light, the white lotus on the ceiling began to bloom, and the light filled the room.

He went to the window and stood there for a while, a little greedy for the night view outside the window, but finally he came back to his senses, took a look at the mobile video device on the coffee table, thought for a while, turned and walked out of the inner room.

Elena and Kyrenia's room was empty, they should have gone shopping outside. A wide variety of department stores and glamorous fashion houses always attract the attention of girls, even a duchess and a female politician can hardly resist the temptation of beautiful things.

As the capital of the Star Alliance and the political and cultural center of Greenwich City, the law and order environment is naturally much better than that of the local star system. Even if the people hold demonstrations and rallies, they are relatively mild, and bloodshed is rare, not to mention there is darkness. Templar protection, so he is not worried about the safety of Elena and Kyrenia.

Because I slept until late at night, I missed the lunch time, and I inevitably felt hungry, so I left the room after tidying up the disguise, went to the hotel restaurant to eat something to fill my stomach, and then walked out of the lobby to the busy street.

Greenwich is a city by the bay. The salty sea breeze blows the people living here and the tall buildings on both sides of the street all year round. The hotel they lived in was not by the sea, it was located in the south of the city center, not too far from the Reinhardt Palace and the Capitol.

Not far from the hotel is a big river, called the Miluo River, which flows from the inland through Greenwich, across the entire urban area, and finally flows into the ocean from the mouth of the Bund. When night comes, except for Hill Avenue and Bar Street, where delicious food gathers, there will always be many citizens walking and sightseeing on both sides of the Miluo River, and you can also see all kinds of dining cars and beverage shops dotted in a brightly lit area. middle.

When there is no wind and waves, the boats on the river pass by like cars on the streets on both sides, bringing up groups of foamy water splashes, and occasionally low-pitched whistles cover up the conversations of pedestrians, the quarrels of couples, and the quarrels of hawkers. yell.

Tang Fang didn't go to Elena and Kyrenia, because he was not very interested in shopping. He chose to go to the Miluo River to blow some air, so that the previously suppressed emotions would flow along with the river.

Robots performing cleaning tasks travel back and forth on non-motorized lanes, and the holographic projections projected by the information desk display real-time temperature and humidity values, including air quality and various indices, and can also provide emergency call services.

Standing on the conveyor belt of the overpass, watching the indicator light under his feet light up, sliding from the side of the street to the river bank, he glanced at the huge art sculpture in front of him and sighed. It was a huge lighthouse, symbolizing freedom, lordship, and fairness , justice, symbolizes the Star Alliance, and more importantly, the spirit of the Star Alliance...kindness, understanding, tolerance... (to be continued.)