The middle-aged man grabbed his hat, threw the Bible in his hand on the coffee table, took off his priest's uniform and threw it on the sofa, hell...... He wasn't a Christian at all. He is a Westerner, born in California, USA, but his whole family is a rare Marxist, believing in the great teacher of the proletarian revolution, the middle-aged man has not turned the Bible twice since he was a child, let alone knows where God is sacred, the eulogy at the funeral this afternoon was learned two hours before the opening, and finally the middle-aged man paused for a moment when he drew the cross on his chest, others thought he was praying, but in fact he forgot whether the cross was drawn from left to right or from right to left......

The funerals at the college had been presided over by the colonel, and the priest should have been the colonel, and Maxwell Hugh Sean, an old Christian, a devout Protestant Baptist, to be precise, was ideologically far removed from the middle-aged Comintern atheist.

The funerals in the security zone are basically Christian, the reason why they are all Western-style is because no one in the security zone understands how to run the funeral in the East, and the senior management of the college has seriously considered that in case of the unfortunate death of Chinese in the safety zone, a Chinese-style funeral should be held for the deceased. So the academy sent someone to consult Zhao Gao, and Zhao Gao's answer was that "monks and Taoist priests need to surpass the dead, friends and relatives lay wreaths and wear linen and filial piety, and then put on a banquet to entertain the neighbors, and finally the eight immortals carried the coffin into the ground for peace", and the complexity and cumbersomeness of the Eastern funeral stopped a group of Westerners.

The funerals of Albert and John Jones were not supposed to be priests for middle-aged people, who even learned how to draw crosses, and it was blasphemous for such people to be priests.

The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief, leaned back in the chair behind his desk, and raised his feet on the table.

If the Colonel is here, he can break this two-hundred-and-five-year-old dogleg.

But the colonel was not there, so the two hundred and five were unscrupulous.

The middle-aged man reached for the headphones, put them on his ears, turned on the microphone, and lazily called: "Lenin calls Stalin!" Lenin called Stalin! Stalin, did you hear that? ”

In the words of a middle-aged man, the colonel was a "brutal, iron-fisted, unscrupulous" dictator like Stalin.

The line was connected, but the person on the other side of the headset didn't speak, only the murmur of electricity.

"Old man? Are you cultivating immortals? Did you get out of the customs? ”

"Don't put your feet on my desk." The old man said coldly.

"Holy!" The middle-aged man was startled, turned over and sat up and looked around, "How do you know?" Is there a camera here? ”

"Guess, don't look around, there's no surveillance in my office." The colonel didn't want to continue on the topic, "There are no pinhole cameras or anything, no need to look for them." ”

The middle-aged man who was about to get up and look through the bookshelves sat down stupidly.

"What was the outcome of the funeral?"

"It's perfect." The middle-aged man said, "I memorize the eulogy very skillfully. ”

The old man was silent for a long time and sighed, "That's good." ”

"How's your business, old man?" The middle-aged man asked, "I can't stop this group of monkey cubs underneath, the executive department came to me again before dinner, suggesting that I change the dance party to a heavy machine gun target show or an invasion confrontation drill or something, they all agreed that it is very inappropriate to engage in entertainment activities at this juncture, especially after the funeral, the safety zone should be mourning, but we sang and danced, at the small it is called heartless, and at the big it is against human morality." ”

"Mourning...... "Deeply mourning," the old man paused, "yes, we should mourn deeply, how can we not be sad when an old friend dies?" ”

The middle-aged man suddenly remembered that the old professor who died, Albert, was an old friend of the colonel for decades.

"But we don't have time, we don't have time to mourn," the colonel whispered......, "we don't have time to have fun, or even to grieve, but life is so long, you have to hurry up what you want to do, and instead of wasting your time in the cemetery, you should have two more drinks on the dance floor." ”

"Hey old man, do you really want to have a prom?" The middle-aged man was stunned, he thought that the so-called ball was just a pretense to attract the attention of the public and stabilize people's mentality, and the real search would still be carried out strictly.

The old man smiled dumbly, "Since you said you want to do it, is it still fake?" Those young people have been nervous for more than half a year, and they should also have a good rest. ”

"When are you going to get things done over there?" The middle-aged man asked, "You've only taken three days off." ”

"It's almost there, there's still some preparation to be done." The colonel smiled, "If you want to catch mice, do you have to set up a rat cage first?" ”

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Lemon stood in front of the dressing mirror, Belle stood behind her, hands over her shoulders, unfolded a black dress, and compared in front of Lemon.

Belle wasn't as tall as Lemon, and she needed to tip her toes a little to see in the mirror.

"How's that for this one? I was supposed to have an evening dress for the prom, but I can't find it now. Belle asked, "Take a look." ”

Lemon nodded.

Belle turned around, and there was a sound behind her that she couldn't help but look back.

"That's it." Lemon changed her clothes, and Belle turned back, stunned for a moment, slightly distracted.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Belle smiled and shook her head, "It's so pretty." ”

Lemon turned to look in the mirror, the girl in the mirror was combed in a ponytail, tall and slender, with slender arms, calves peeking out from under the skirt, two shiny cross earrings were dazzling, Lemon herself was stunned, she almost didn't recognize herself, this girl used to wrap herself tightly in combat clothes, exposing her skin to a large area, it was a very dangerous thing for her, in fact, this girl had a very good foundation, and a little dress was like a different person.

Belle put her hands on her shoulders and looked over Lemon's shoulders to meet the person in the mirror.

"It's true." Belle whispered.

Lemon tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, her eyes a little surprised.

"You are dressed very much like Sister Mu Mu." Belle continued, "This dress was given to me by Sister Mu Mu, if she is still alive, she should look as good as you in it......

Lemon didn't speak, standing still in silence, Belle leaned her head gently on her back and reached out to put her arms around Lemon's waist.

"Three noes...... You're dying. ”

"Hmm." Lemon nodded slowly, her eyes drooping, her thick eyelashes fanning, "I know." ”

"Don't die." Belle's hand suddenly grasped Lemon's clothes, she trembled, the knuckles of her fingers turned white, and she said in a hoarse throat, "Don't die...... Three nos. ”

"I didn't believe that Sister Mu Mu would die, anyone could die, but she wouldn't...... But in the end she died. Belle's voice trembled, "On the morning of Sister Mu Mu's death, she told me that she must live longer than me, because they Chinese can read palmistry, and she said that her lifeline is longer than mine, so she can live longer than me...... I scolded her and said you old witch, why don't you die? If this were in ancient times, you would definitely be burned at the stake......"

Belle's body trembled uncontrollably, and Lemon turned and hugged her.

"Later, Sister Mu Mu died, and I wanted to save her...... But I couldn't. The girl's face turned pale, "I wanted to save her so much, I was going crazy, it was raining heavily that night, I was standing on the roof of the building with a gun, and the streets below were full of zombies, and I wanted to jump, but I didn't dare, because I was afraid...... Am I a very shameless and cowardly person? ”

Belle looked up at Lemon, who shook her head, "Everyone is going to be scared. ”

"Anna said you can only live for another half a year, if even you are gone...... What are we going to do? Belle was frightened and flustered, like a drowning person, helpless to catch something, "Don't die, don't die anyway." ”

Lemon quietly hugged her, silent for a long time, and nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”