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"Senna, don't close your eyes. Brad gripped his hand tightly, hoping to stimulate him with pain.

"Let it go, Brad, I'm your enemy. Senna smiled and looked up at the calm sky, never before aware of the beauty of the blue canvas.

Senna's insistence left Brad helpless, and Brad's eyes rolled in anxiety, as if it was his own brother who was about to die.

Suddenly, he thought of something, raised his head and looked at Zheng Fei.

"I know you hate Senna very much right now, but if I beg you, can you say something?"

"Talk?" Zheng Fei frowned, not knowing why.

"Yes, as I was persuaded to be, I think you are a very contagious person. ”

In Brad's heart, if Zheng Fei can pull himself back from the edge of hell, he will definitely be able to pull Senna back.

He couldn't figure out why he was in a hurry to keep Senna alive, and he didn't have time to figure it out. Perhaps, it was to atone for the sins that were unintentionally committed more than ten years ago.

After a moment of pause, Zheng Fei nodded.

Seeing this, the sailors invariably became agitated, and suddenly their faces showed panic.

"Captain, have you forgotten just now?"

"He's a devil who kills people without blinking!"

......

Senna listened to all these words, and did not take them to heart.

He was deeply guilty, he didn't expect any forgiveness, he just wanted to leave this world quietly, and it could be seen from the slightly upturned corners of his mouth that his thoughts were simple and quiet at the moment, without a trace of distractions.

He didn't want to say anything I'm sorry, he has always been the most wronged and miserable, but no one has ever apologized to him, he can't figure out whose fault is all this?

But now, he didn't bother to think about it.

"That's it, it's good. In his heart, a gentle voice said.

Listening to the dissuasion of the sailors, Zheng Fei raised his hand and motioned for them to stop arguing.

The noisy deck finally quieted down again, and some people wanted to talk more, but when they saw Zheng Fei's sharp gaze, they had to close their mouths in amusement.

"He didn't make me sad or angry, so I didn't hate him. Zheng Fei covered the wound on his neck and squatted down.

Let's just redeem this poor man.

Hearing his words, Senna couldn't help but be stunned, and turned her head to stare into his eyes, confused.

At this time, the shattered jawbone reacted, and the jaw began to swell, and the sharp pain that pierced the heart struck him, prompting Senna to bite his pale lip and silently endure the torment, waiting for death to come.

"Senna, I don't know you well, but I hope you survive. Zheng Fei said seriously.

In response to him, Senna smiled wryly and shook his head.

Zheng Fei's eyebrows frowned slightly: "I heard that every demon is an angel who accidentally fell into hell, as long as you are unwilling to sink and are willing to climb up, God will definitely forgive you." Look, like Brad. ”

But, no matter what he said, Senna kept his eyes closed and shook his head, not wanting to hear at all.

Zheng Fei and Brad glanced at each other, feeling helpless, and Brad buried his head sadly, brewing to say something more.

After a brief moment of silence, Senna's voice, which had changed its timbre from the severe pain, rang out in his ears.

"Hey, I don't want to be forgiven, I don't think I'm sinking now, on the contrary, I've never felt so happy in my life, and when I close my eyes, I can see a scene that I yearn for. I have no regrets, and I have no reluctance to this world, because in my heart, there is its best appearance. Please, let me die like this, thank you. ”

When the words settled, the tears fell, that was the happiest tears, that was the most sincere heart.

Brad held Senna's hand tightly, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply didn't say anything, and in order to fulfill Senna's last wish, he let go of his hand and stood up.

Facing the blue sky and the sea, he stood in front of Senna, outstretched his arms and embraced the sky.

What was this doing? He didn't know.

In this moment, his heart seemed to resonate with Senna, as if he was Senna.

After this baptism, what kind of person will he Brad become?

Probably, it's not almost.

In the sunlight, he smiled, and when he smiled, he looked almost exactly like Senna.

The sea breeze stopped, migratory birds swirled, and there was a rare silence on the pier, except for the whispers of a few people.

Many people didn't know what was going on, and craned their necks to look at the deck, as if they were quite serious, and they didn't dare to speak loudly to show off.

In the distance, there are a few looming clouds, a wonderful afternoon, a wonderful scenery, a wonderful silent funeral.

Can a funeral be wonderful, at least for Senna, yes.

In the best time of his life, Senna quietly left this world, leaving only a sad and hateful legend to the world.

He got on the hyacinth that flew to the edge of the sky and left.

......

Senna's death did not cause people to feel much grief for long, and soon the docks returned to their former order.

The laborers then moved boxes to earn a little money, the Spartan soldiers continued their vigorous drills, and the artillerymen built the batteries as planned.

Oh, the dock guard rushed to the deck with a team of soldiers, claiming to arrest Brad, but Zheng Fei scolded him.

Seeing that he insisted on protecting Brad, the garrison was afraid of the strong force of the Spartan warriors, but did not dare to complain, and obediently disembarked.

After driving away the garrison, Zheng Fei lay on the side of the guardrail, staring at the distant sea level, distracted.

Finally, it's all over.

Filled with melancholy in his heart, he sighed deeply, and at the urging of the doctor, he relieved himself and went into the cabin to treat his wounds.

As he bandaged his wounds, his eyes lit up and he said to Santiago, "Can you call Britney for me?"

"Hey, I want to find a woman when I'm free, don't forget that I still have a wound on my neck. Santiago grinned disdainfully.

"Where did you go? He smiled wryly and paused: "Or don't call it, you go tell her, and write Senna's story into a book." ”

"Books?"

"Yes, it would be a great book. ”

Santiago shrugged and went out.

Zheng Fei trembled as the pain of the alcohol hitting the wound, gritted his teeth, and said to the doctor, "Hurry up, I still have something to do." ”

"Well, you'd better not do anything now, just sit quietly and rest, not even lie down. ”

"But it can't be delayed any longer. ”

Zheng Fei's eyes showed a hint of heavy responsibility.

"Anyway, I miss America so much. Looking at the blue sky, he muttered. (To be continued.) )