The coffin next to the priest was covered with the Covenant flag and had rain-soaked flowers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man with a Bible in his hand began to read the scriptures, pouring out everyone's heart, whether sad or grateful.

"Love is long-suffering and kind; Love is not jealousy; Love is not boastful, not arrogant; He does not be shy, he does not seek his own good, he does not anger easily, he does not count the wickedness of men, he does not rejoice in unrighteousness, he delights in the truth, he bears all things, he believes all things, he hopes all things, he endures all things. Love never ends. ”

His voice was not loud, a little old, but it would not be muffled by the sound of the drizzle falling on the ground, nor would it be blown away by the cool breeze.

Old Watt listened quietly, stroking his little grandson's head with his withered hands, his eyes were very peaceful, and he couldn't see much sadness. Most of the others had the same expressions, mostly nostalgic, except for a few old women with tears in their eyes and their hands holding umbrellas trembling 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, and he couldn't let go for a long time.

Elena lowered her head and watched the raindrops fall from the leaf petals, kissing the wet earth.

Behind her came Kelynia's sigh, very soft, and in an instant it was drowned out by the priest's prayers and the rain.

There is no state funeral ceremony, a simple funeral, like the carpenter next door dying, like the old man at the door dying of illness, there is no grand scene, and there are not many heavyweights appearing, but a few luxury cars stopped, and the people on it came down and stood for a while, looking through the fence of the cemetery for a while, and then returned to the car and drove into the distance.

He didn't know who those people were, and he wasn't interested in knowing who they were. In fact, others don't know who he is, because he changed his appearance slightly before coming, so as not to be recognized and cause unnecessary trouble.

The priest had closed his Bible, took the umbrella from the waiter, said thank you, and stepped aside.

The young man in charge of the burial stepped forward to lift the coffin, which was not very valuable, and walked slowly to the tomb.

The rain became lighter, but the air was still wet, and the occasional breeze brought the smell of earth and the smell of vegetation.

Some of the people in the back began to turn away, without talking, and walked very calmly and quietly.

Don Fang remembers the first time he came to Greenwich, Terry? Ferdinand said that his greatest wish was to have many people to see him off when he was buried in the ground, which made him smile and feel that his life had not been wasted, and that many people would remember that he had existed and done many meaningful things.

However, at this moment, far fewer people came to his funeral than expected, and it seemed that the sky was also weeping over it, and the light rain wet the land of the cemetery and the hearts of many people.

He said that there would come a time when 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 to look, old Watt didn't know when he would appear beside him.

The old man's son and daughter had already left, and he was the only one who remained, watching the coffin enter the grave, watching the wet soil bury the national flag and flowers, and gradually losing sight of the extra colors.

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

Terry? When Ferdinand was still alive, he regarded his funeral as very important and proud, thinking that it was the most glorious moment of his life, and it was also the moment when he completed his life ideals and achieved positive results, but judging from today's scene, if he was still alive, he would be very disappointed.

He ...... Is there anything left behind? ”

Old Watt shook his head: "In addition to that suicide note, there is also an empty wine bottle, what do you want?" ”

Tang Fang didn't answer, he thought Terry? Could Ferdinand have asked old Watt to give him certain letters, such as forgiving Adam himself? A handwritten letter from Oliver and others, or other requests......

But no, Terry? Ferdinand left him nothing, a burden to be exact.

"Do you know why he chose to be here instead of burying himself at Hallington Cemetery?"

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

He said he was sorry for his son and wife...... He was not a good father, much less a good husband, and 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 was a politician, no matter what history would say about him in the future, whether he was a sinner who brought the Covenant into turmoil and division, or an elder who used his fragile backbone to support the future of the country, his name was inseparable from politics before, and his name will be inseparable from politics in the future.

Maybe someone will come to his grave to spit and spit on him, or someone may offer flowers to patriots. But in any case, it's all about the state, it's all about politics. But what did he do for his family? Seldom...... Seldom......

So he didn't have the courage to see his wife, and he couldn't face his children. He chose to stand in the south of the city, looking at the place where the sun rises through the green mountains and green water, and be a soul watcher.

Another drop of water shattered in Elena's palm, it wasn't rain from the sky, it was tears that slipped down her cheeks.

Old Watt walked towards the tomb and was the last one to be Terry? Ferdinand's man who covered the earth.

Tang Fang did not continue to stay, took Elena's hand and turned around and walked 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.

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

"Am I doing something wrong?" She asked Tang Fang.

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

………………

Leaving Delson Cemetery, the rain became lighter and gentler, and the three of them took a maglev truck back to their hotel.

As soon as I entered the lobby, two people walked over from the nearby rest area, looking almost 60 years old, wearing a black suit and a black tie, just like saying goodbye to Terry just now? Ferdinand's people are the same.

Tang Fang glanced at the two people and didn't speak, waved to Kelinia, turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Tell me if you have anything to say." The two men were stopped, Don and Elena continued on their way, and Vivi broke free from Kylylnia's arms and caught up with its owner.

When she walked into the elevator, Elena glanced at the three people behind her, looked at Tang Fang's face and said, "They are...... An emissary sent by the Covenant government? ”

He nodded in reply. Old Watt was able to recognize his identity, how could the Covenant government, which always paid attention to the funeral process, not recognize his back, after all, he only disguised himself a little before attending the funeral, just so that ordinary people could not recognize who he was.

"Terry? Mr. Ferdinand Sr. ...... It's so pathetic. It was only then that she recovered 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, always soft-hearted. ”

"Aren't you?" Elena looked at him with a very serious gaze: "If you don't have a soft heart, why should Kelinia talk to them?" Also planning to stay an extra night. ”

Tang Fang flexed his middle finger and tapped it on her forehead: "How can you be like Tang Yun, you like to be smart." ”

"Isn't it?" Elena showed a look of grievance and a little doubt.

He looked at his fiancée and smiled: "It seems that you have not slacked off in the United Kingdom of Turanks, and you have learned a lot behind Prince Gilcott, and you have actually begun to figure out people's hearts." ”

The "ding" elevator bell rang, the car door opened, and Tang Fang left first, followed by Vivi. Elena glanced back at the clean street scene across the clear glass, and then kept up with the footsteps of one person and one machine.

The three of them opened 2 rooms in the hotel, Tang Fang lived in one, and Kylinia and Elena lived in one.

He opened the door and looked back, and saw Vivi parked in the aisle between the two doors, looking at him with a very wary gaze. It's obvious what you want to say.

"For the sake of your honesty today, I won't touch her...... And today is not the right day. After saying this, he walked into his room and gently closed the door, leaving Vivi and Elena with a puzzled expression.

Tang Fang walked into the inner room, leaned down on the bed that had just been replaced with a blanket, looked at the lotus chandelier on the ceiling and was stunned, as if he saw Terry on the silver petals? Ferdinand's old face.

There was still the moisture of the rain on his body, but he still couldn't resist the tiredness that hit him, and slowly sank into sleep. About an hour later, the information breathing lamp on the side of the mobile video camera placed on the coffee table in front of the window lit up with a green glow that flickered and flickered, polluting the traces of rain winding down outside the window.

The rain that baptized the whole city gradually became smaller after an explosive frenzy, and finally the rain clouds dispersed, revealing the hazy figure of Duma 2 in the western sky, with a faint rainbow hanging upside down in the sky, and then being dispersed by the shuttles that were rapidly moving away.

There were only a few traces of rain on the glass windows, and occasionally stagnant water dripped from the gaps in the roof, hitting the edge of the saw leaf of the mimosa in the middle of the balcony, crackling, making small, scattered splashes.

Gradually, different colors of light wandered outside the window, sometimes bright, sometimes flickering. As the sky darkens, neon lights begin to flicker in the distance, turning the streets into rainbow rivers. Perhaps because a heavy rain disrupted the demonstrations, Greenwich City today was the calmest day in three days.

Captain Tang, who was curled up on the bed and posed with a "5", slowly stretched his body, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes, woke up from his sleep, perhaps because the strange room was dark, turned his head to look out the window, and found that it was already a colorful night scene.

The raindrops outside the window have dried up, leaving only traces of meandering, and the huge electronic screen of a high-rise building not far away shows the Milky Way Enchantress wearing a white evening dress, singing a warm single over and over again, trying to awaken the kindness and tolerance in people's bodies.

The sudden sound of ventilation from the air conditioning system woke him up from his fog, and he sat up from the bed, shaking his head in the dark, not expecting that he had slept for seven or eight hours after lying down.

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

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

He walked to the window and stood for a moment, a little greedy for the night view outside the window, but fortunately he finally came to his senses, picked up the mobile video device on the coffee table and looked at it, and after a little thought, he turned around and walked out of the inner room.

Elena's and Kyylnia's room was empty, so they were supposed to go out shopping. A dazzling array of department stores and glittering fashion houses will 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, Greenwich City, which is also the political and cultural center, has a much better security environment than the local star system, even if the people hold rallies and demonstrations, it is relatively mild, and there is rarely bloodshed, not to mention the protection of the Dark Templars, so he is not worried about the safety of Elena and Kylynia.

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

Greenwich City is a bay city, and the salty sea breeze blows all year round against the people who live here and the high-rise buildings on both sides of the street. The hotel where they live is not by the sea, it is located in the south-central area, not too far from Reinhardt Palace and the Reichstag.

Not far from the hotel is a large river, known as the Milo River, which flows inland through Greenwich, across the city, and finally empties into the ocean from the mouth of the Bund. When night comes, in addition to Hill Avenue and Bar Street, where food gathers, there will always be many citizens walking and sightseeing on the banks of the Miluo River, and you can also see all kinds of food trucks and beverage shops dotted with brilliant lights.

When there are no waves, the boats on the river rush by like the traffic on the streets on both sides, bringing up clumps of foaming water, and the occasional muffled whistle drowns out the conversation of pedestrians, the quarrels of couples, and the shouting of hawkers.

Tang Fang did not go to Elena and Kelenia, because he had never had much interest in shopping, and he chose to go to the Miluo River to blow the wind, so that the previously suppressed emotions would flow with the river.

Robots performing cleaning tasks travel back and forth on non-motorized lanes, and holographic projections from the information station have real-time temperature and humidity values, including air quality and various indicators, 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 riverbank, he glanced at the huge art sculpture in front of him and sighed...... Kindness, understanding, tolerance...... (To be continued.) )