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 wetted by rain, which was very delicate.
The old man with the Bible in his hand began to recite the scriptures, watering everyone's sad or grateful heart.
"Love is patient and gracious; love is not jealous; love is not boastful or arrogant; does not do shy things, does not seek self-interest, does not easily get angry, does not count people's evil, does not like unrighteousness, only Love the truth, tolerate everything, believe everything, hope everything, endure everything. Love never ceases."
His voice is not loud, a bit old, but it will not be covered by the sound of the drizzle, nor will it be blown away by the cool breeze.
Old Watt listened quietly, stroking the little grandson's head with his haggard hands, his eyes were very peaceful, and he didn't see much sadness. Most of the others also had the same expression, and most of them were nostalgic. Only a few old women had tears in their eyes, and the 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 bunch of flowers that were wet by the rain. He couldn't let go for a long time.
Elena lowered her head, watching the raindrops fall from the leaf petals, kissing the moist soil.
Kylenia’s sigh came from behind, very soft, and in a blink of an eye was flooded by the priest’s prayers and rain.
There is no state funeral ceremony, a simple funeral, just like the carpenter next door dying, just like the old man at the door dying of illness, there is no grand scene, and there are not many heavyweights on the scene, just a few luxury cars stopped , The person above came down and stood for a while, looking across the fence of the cemetery for a while, then returned to the car and drove into the distance.
He didn't know who those people were, and he was not interested in knowing who they were. In fact, others don't know who he is, because he changed his appearance a bit before he came, so that he won't be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble.
The priest had closed the Bible, took the umbrella from the waiter, said thank you, and stepped aside.
The young man in charge of the burial stepped forward and lifted the not-so-precious coffin, and walked slowly towards the tomb.
The rain became lighter, but the humidity in the air was still strong, and occasionally the breeze brought the smell of soil and the fragrance of vegetation.
Some people in the back began to turn around and leave without talking, walking calmly and quietly.
Tang Fang still remembers that when he first came to Greenwich, Terry Ferdinand said that his greatest wish was to have many people come to see him off when he entered the soil. This would make him smile at Jiuquan and feel that his life has not been wasted. Many people remember that he once 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 crying, and the patter of rain wet the ground in the cemetery and the hearts of many people.
"He said that there will be a day when he will live for himself... He was wrong, he has never lived for himself." A somewhat hoarse voice woke him up, and when he turned his head, Old Watt didn't know when he appeared to him. Around.
The old man's son and daughter have already left, only he stayed, watching the coffin enter the tomb, watching the moist soil bury the flag and flowers, and gradually no more colors can be seen.
Tang Fang didn't know how Old Watt saw through his disguise, and he didn't want to figure it out.
When Terry Ferdinand was still alive, he took his funeral very important and was very proud. He believed that it was the most glorious moment in his life, and it was also the moment when he fulfilled his ideals in life and cultivated a positive result. But from today’s scene, If he is still alive, he will be very disappointed.
"He... did he leave anything behind?"
Old Watt shook his head: "In addition to the suicide note, there is an empty wine bottle. What do you want?"
Tang Fang did not answer. He thought that Terry Ferdinand might ask Old Watt to give him some letters, for example, to understand the autographs of Adam Oliver and others, or other entrustments...
But no, Terry Ferdinand did not leave him anything, to be precise a burden.
"Do you know why he didn't bury himself in Hanlington Cemetery, but chose here?"
Tang Fang shook his head. Elena stretched out her slender palm next to her, catching a drop of rain falling in the air, and breaking it 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 watcher."
Terry Ferdinand is a politician, no matter what history will give him, he is a sinner who brought the Star League into turmoil and division, or an elder who uses his fragile backbone to prop up the future of the country. His name is inseparable from politics, and in the future his name is also inseparable from politics.
Perhaps someone spit at his grave, or someone offered flowers to the patriot. But in any case, it is all related to the country and all related to politics. But what did he do for his family? Very rarely...
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 hills and green water, to 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 fell on her cheeks.
Old Watt walked towards the tomb, being the last one to cover up for Terry Ferdinand.
Tang Fang did not continue to stay. He took Elena's hand and turned and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery. The umbrella he was holding was a bit slanted, and the rain fell from the sky and wet his hair.
Kylienia walked behind, her black dress drifting in the wind in the drizzle, Vivi lay in her arms, silent all the way.
"Am I doing something wrong?" she asked Tang Fang.
He didn't speak, but looked up to the sky, and a drop of rain fell and wet his face.
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Leaving Delson Cemetery, the rain gradually eased, and the three of them boarded a maglev vehicle and returned to their hotel.
As soon as they entered the lobby, two people walked over to the rest area nearby. They looked like they were in their 60s. They were wearing black suits and black ties, just like those who saw Terry Ferdinand off just now.
Tang Fang glanced at the two people without saying anything, waved to Kylinia, and turned to the elevator.
"What can you tell me." The two people were stopped. Tang Fang and Elena continued to move forward. Vivi broke free from Kylienia'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, "They are... the messengers sent by the Star Alliance government?"
He nodded in response. Old Watt was able to recognize his identity, and how could the Star Alliance government, which was always paying attention to the funeral process, fail to recognize his back. After all, he only disguised himself before attending the funeral, so that ordinary people could not recognize who he was.
"Old Mr. Terry Ferdinand... It's so pathetic." She didn't recover from her grief until then.
Tang Fang said: "I have said that you don't need to participate in this kind of thing...Women, always softhearted."
"Aren't you?" Elena looked at him with a very serious look: "If you are not soft-hearted, why should Kylenia talk to them? I plan to stay one more night."
Tang Fang Qu raised her and tapped her forehead: "How come you like Tang Yun, like being smart."
"Isn't it?" Elena showed a puzzled expression in grievance.
He looked at his fiancée and smiled: "It seems that you are not slacking off these days in the Turanx United Kingdom. You have learned a lot from behind Prince Gilcott, and you start to figure out people's hearts."
"Ding" the elevator bell rang, the car door opened, Tang Fang left first, then Vivi. Elena turned her head and glanced at the clean street scene opposite the transparent glass, and then she followed the footsteps of one person and one machine.
The three of them opened 2 rooms in the hotel, one for Tang Fang, and one for Kylienia and Elena.
After opening the door, he glanced back and saw that Vivi was stopped in the aisle between the two doors, looking at him with a very vigilant look. What I want to express is obvious.
"For the sake of you being honest today, I won't move her... and it's inappropriate today." After saying this, he walked into his room and gently closed the door, leaving a look Doubtful Vivi and Unknown Elena.
Tang Fang walked into the inner room, fell on his back on the bed where the blanket had only been replaced, and stared at the lotus chandelier on the ceiling. He seemed to see Terry Ferdinand’s old face on the silver lamp petals.
The humidity of rain still remained 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 lit up with flashing green light, polluting the traces of rainwater snaking down outside the window.
Baptism The rain in the entire city gradually diminished after an explosive frenzy, and finally the rain disappeared, and the western sky revealed the hazy figure of Duma 2, and there was a faint rainbow hanging upside down in the sky, and then they were shuttled away quickly. The machine disperses.
Only a few traces of rain were left on the glass windows, and occasionally the water dripped from the gaps on the roof, hitting the edge of the saw leaves of the mimosa in the middle of the balcony, slapped, and shook small and scattered sprays.
Gradually, lights of different colors wandered outside the window, sometimes bright and sometimes erratic. The sky gradually darkened, the neon lights in the distance began to flicker, and the endless stream of lights turned the streets into rainbow rivers. Perhaps because a heavy rain disrupted the demonstration plan, Greenwich City today can be called the calmest day in three days.
Captain Tang, who curled up on the bed with a "5", stretched his body slowly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, then opened his eyes, and woke up from his sleep, perhaps it was strange that the room was dark, he turned his head and looked out the window and found that It's time for the colorful night scene.
The raindrops outside the window have dried up, leaving only winding traces. Not far away, the galaxy enchantress on the huge electronic screen of the high-rise building is wearing a white evening dress, singing warm singles over and over again, trying to awaken the kindness and goodness in people's bodies. tolerant.
The sudden breathing sound from the air-conditioning system caused him to wake up from the mist, sat up from the bed, and shook his head in the dark. He did not expect that he would have slept for seven or eight hours after lying down.
The streamer in the corner of the room illuminates his eyes, and the ghost is born from nothingness and walks into another nothingness.
Tang Fang jumped off the bed and shouted to turn on the light. The white lotus on the ceiling began to bloom, and the light filled the room.
He walked to the window and stood for a moment, somewhat greedy for the night view outside the window, but fortunately, he finally recovered, picked up the mobile video device on the coffee table and looked at it. After thinking about it, he turned and walked out of the interior.
The rooms of Elena and Kylenia are empty, so they should go shopping outside. The dazzling array of department stores and glamorous fashion houses always attract the attention of girls. Even a duke 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, the public security environment is naturally much better than that of the local star system. Even if the people are gathering and demonstrating, it is relatively mild. There is rarely bloodshed, not to mention the darkness. Templar protection, so he is not worried about the safety of Elena and Kylenia.
Because I slept into the night scene ~EbookFREE.me~ I missed lunch time, it is inevitable to feel hungry, so after finishing the disguise, I left the room and went to the hotel restaurant to eat something to fill my stomach, and then walked out of the lobby. To the busy streets.
Greenwich City is a bay city. The salty and wet sea breeze blows the people living here and the tall buildings on both sides of the street all year round. The hotel they live in is not at the seaside, but in the southern part of the city centre, not too far from Reinhardt Palace and the Parliament.
There is a big river not far from the hotel. People call it the Miluo River. It flows from the inland through Greenwich, traverses the entire city, and finally flows into the ocean from the mouth of the Bund. When night comes, apart from Hill Avenue and Bar Street where food gathers, there are always many citizens walking and visiting on the banks of the Miluo River, and you can also see all kinds of dining cars and beverage shops dotted with lights. in.
When there is no wind and waves, the ships on the river rush by like cars on both sides of the street, bringing up a cloud of foamy spray, occasionally there are low siren to cover the conversation of pedestrians, quarrels of lovers, and hawkers. Yell.
Tang Fang did not go to Elena and Kylenia, because he had never been interested in shopping, so he chose to blow the wind on the Miluo River and let the previously depressed emotions flow along with the river.
Robots performing cleaning tasks travel back and forth in non-motorized lanes. The holographic projection projected from the information station has real-time temperature and humidity values, including air quality and various indexes, and can also provide emergency call services.
Standing on the conveyor belt of the flyover, watching the indicator light at his feet light up, sliding from the side of the street to the river bank, he glanced at the huge artistic sculpture in front of him and sighed. It was a huge lighthouse, which symbolized freedom, min ownership, and fairness. , Justice, which symbolizes the Star Alliance and the spirit of the Star Alliance... Kindness, understanding, tolerance... (To be continued.)