Hold on, and you have to hold on too.

Xiong silently said in his heart, I can persevere, but what about you?

He doesn't need to look, he can feel his body, he is aging step by step, his life has come to an end, and there is no cure.

Coughing, causing him to vomit a large amount of blood, a situation that, in the extreme cold hell, is extremely deadly.

Cold, aging, the flame of hope for life dimmed, and gradually went out.

The swaying light is crippled in the wind, who can give him a little light?

"You ......." Even though there are thousands of worries, they can't open their mouths.

The bear grabbed his knee, and the flesh sank into it, and the pain came up, but he didn't know anything.

The neck wanted to turn over again and again, but was stopped by his words, unable to turn his head, bowed his head, and was sad.

"Boy, you know what? I should have died a long time ago, but you came, like the light of life, sprinkled on my soul that was about to die, and at that moment, I felt that the goddess of fate was attached to me. ”

"I don't expect to get out alive, it's enough to have someone to accompany me, and I am very happy that you are here."

The silver wolf began to recall that day, the day he came in.

"The day you first came in, you were lying on the ground like a dog, and I thought you wouldn't live for three days, but surprisingly, you survived."

"Later, I thought that you would not survive for a month, offending Hannibal, he would not make you happy, but you survived again."

I felt ridiculous and smiled miserably.

"I've been wrong again and again, and you've shocked me again and again, you know? Your struggle for life touched me deeply. ”

"In you, I saw who I was back then, I also fought and tried, but I failed."

"No one helped me, no one taught me, no one shared with me, and now, I teach you everything I know, not for anything else, but for, we have resisted together."

Blood spat out of his mouth, his eyes often filled with tears, and he felt no pain.

Memories are comforting.

He, himself, and many more people have rebelled against fate together.

He failed, and he didn't want to see the bear fail and follow in his footsteps.

He admired him, admired his unwavering eyes, and maintained a heart of resistance to life.

He doesn't know what to give up, he keeps walking in front, and if he takes a step back, he will step into the abyss.

"Boy, I'm very happy to have you with me in the last days of my life."

The bear lowered his head, his eyes reddened, and tears brewed.

It's not that men don't cry, but they haven't reached the sad place.

Did he stare silently at his hands, rebelling against fate? I've always done it, it's just, fate, too mysterious.

"I ...... Not as strong as you think. ”

The silver wolf burst into laughter: "Haha, haha, I know, you are just persistent, it is because of attachment that you and I meet, aren't you?" ”

Xiong silently didn't speak, they met, was it the arrangement of fate, or was it because of persistence?

He didn't know, he didn't know.

"I'm leaving today, I'm sorry to leave you alone."

"No need to be sorry, I'm the one to be sorry for." The bear said something from his heart.

"Hehe, you don't need to be sorry, I feel extremely sorry for leaving you alone, facing this damn prison, this damn world, and this damn fate."

"I ......." I wanted to speak, but was blocked by the silver wolf.

"Needless to say, don't say, I know, I know it."

"The world is difficult, you can walk alone."

"After I leave, don't be sad, don't be sad, since you have chosen the road, crying and kneeling, you have to finish."

"I failed, I lost, I'm leaving, I'm sorry for you."

"I can go and spend time with my old friends, they must miss me very much, back then, they all died, and I was left alone, suffering in this world."

"Today, I can go with them and say sorry to them."

Longing for it?

No, the silver wolf closed his eyes, imagining that back then, all his friends died, and none of them survived.

All dead.

There was only one person left.

He was finally relieved.

"Thank you, boy."

"Thank you for being with me on my last journey."

"Thank you."

Three thanks in a row, he seemed to exhaust all his strength, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

He was gone, sat and walked.

Life, to the end, leaves the last dignity.

The bear waited for a long time, but did not hear a sound, and the fluctuations of life were gone, and he shed a tear.

Was this his first tear?

Stroking his eye sockets, the bear thought that he had forgotten the taste of tears, and also thought that he had lost the qualification to cry, and unexpectedly, in this dark corner, he cried.

Wipe the eyes, moisten the eyes, and keep brewing tears.

He choked up, turned around, and looked at the silver wolf's body.

To die while sitting, even if it is to die, to die with dignity.

Once a rear admiral, now an old corpse.

He left, this time, peacefully, with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips.

"Thank you."

Xiong lowered his head and groaned, thank you, who is thank whom, there is no need to say, I know in my heart.

During this period of time, he accompanied himself through the difficult moments of his life, although he was a little poisonous and obscene, but he has been urging himself and believing in himself.

Sit quietly, for a long, long time.

One day, or two days, three days, or four days.

He sat all here, staring at his corpse, holding a motion, not falling.

Until the navy soldiers outside found out that he was dead and came in and dragged his body away, the soldiers maintained respect.

The former rear admiral, dead, was treated differently from a pirate.

got a thick burial, which is considered to be buried in the ground.

Before Hannibal left, he left a sentence for the bear: "Don't worry, he, I will bury him well, as for you, there is no such treatment." ”

The bear stared at the corpse of the silver wolf until it disappeared from sight, and then he looked down.

The knees that were pressed with both hands were already covered with blood, and he didn't know it.

On the top of the five fingers, there was blood all over it, and it was his own blood.

He shook his head, ignoring the wound, and turned his head to look at the cage beside him, where he once existed, and now, dead.

Empty cages, loneliness, loneliness, emptiness, the biting coldness of the air fills the air.

The bear, who had never felt the cold, shrank his body, and the cold hit, and he lowered his head in bitterness.

"Is it cold?"

"I'm the only one left."

"You're gone, you're gone."

The bear looked up at the sky, the sky of the prison, it was a cage, and it was also pitch black.

The pitch-black cage binds all the prisoners who come in, whether they are pirates, navies, or bounty hunters, and there is only one possibility to enter it, and that is death.

Old age or unnatural death, choose one of the two.