Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 244

2021-08-06

Chapter 244 with Sparrow Hamilton
Walking down the cemetery path in the rain, Shade realizes that this is the first time he's been visiting Mister Luo since his death.

I was busy with my livelihood some time ago, and only occasionally thought of this gentleman every time I looked at the master bedroom at home. Now stepping on the stone pavement in the cemetery, recalling the last and first conversation between the two, Shade feels like it happened many years ago.

The grave of Sparrow Spy Hamilton (Sparrow Spy Hamilton) is inconspicuous, lying on the grass in the rain with countless ordinary people around.

Shade found the location of the tomb based on the receipt, holding an umbrella in front of the tombstone embedded in the ground.

On the tombstone there is only the name, date of death and cause of death, without any biographical records.

The humid air suppressed the summer heat. He held an umbrella in one hand and put the other in his coat pocket. As the raindrops hit Shade's umbrella, he looks down at the mundane grave and thinks of the late detective's possible foreign spy status with a sense of absurdity.

There was no one around, and the sound of rain was enough to suppress his voice, so he could say what he said in his heart:

“The story of his life is absolutely wonderful. Education, joined the Grey Gloves for training for unknown reasons, was arranged to hide in Tobeysk, and worked as a detective for three years to solve large and small commissions. He met countless people in his hometown and in Tobeysk, and countless things happened. , also knows countless secrets, maybe there are people waiting for him to come home from afar. And for a guy with such a wonderful life, the final outcome can only be witnessed by a foreigner like me, and the final destination is only a corner of the cemetery. The tomb.”

【Are you sighing? ]

The sound of the rain could not suppress her murmur.

"Sigh?"

Shade looked down at the tombstone and shook his head gently:
"No, I know everyone's life story, and it's wonderful in the eyes of others. Just standing here now, I think Mister Luo ended up like this, like a surging forward with great momentum story that ends when the protagonist suddenly decides to stop."

【You are for him Feeling sorry? ]

He lowered his head and looked towards the tombstone:
"Yeah, such a wonderful life ended in an accident. Even apart from me, no one can know what he experienced."

He bent over holding the umbrella and brushed the surface of the tombstone with his hand:

"Spei Mister Luo, when you were lying in bed before you died and told me the last thing, Do you also feel regret? Like the two ghosts just now?"

But Sparrow couldn't answer this question, he really left.

Even Shade has no way of judging what kind of person he is, or even whether he is a good guy or a bad guy.

Carsenrick's senior spy is buried here. He did not realize his ideals in a foreign land, and he will never return to his hometown, and no one even knows his story.

[Outlander, it sounds like you are also worried about yourself? ]

When Shade straightened up, the woman asked in a soft voice.

"It's not that I'm worried, it's just. If I die unexpectedly one day, maybe I'll be buried not far from here."

He looked up and looked towards the man in the rain. The cemetery is very quiet here, where countless people are sleeping, and countless stories are buried:
"I just experienced Mr. Watson's funeral, and I saw the tomb of Detective Sparrow here, just a little sigh. .My story in a foreign land is also wonderful enough, but maybe at the moment when death comes, I will also feel that my life is very ridiculous, and I will also have some regrets."

He raised his left hand and looked towards his clenched hand.

[You are confused. ]

"It's not that I'm confused, it's just a little emotional before tomorrow night's battle."

Shade took a deep breath, letting the damp but fresh air of the cemetery pour into his lungs :

"One ring, two ring and three ring warlock, go to the nine ring warlock for revenge, even if the preparation is very good and the other party is injured, it will always be uneasy. Besides, once we succeed, Miss Bayas will really To be the chosen one means that the epic epic of the sixth era will involve more and more people. I have decided to join in, but for the future."

He took the umbrella over his head Open, let the raindrops hit him, and then immediately straighten the umbrella:
"This time, I will take a look at Mister Luo, so that I won't be able to come back tomorrow night. He gave me the life I have now. I can't just forget about him. Speaking of which, I'm still very grateful to Mister Luo."

The woman's voice in his heart did not continue to sound, and Shade finally looked down at the small piece of Little Grave, going to leave:
"Anyway, go forward, so that your story can continue. Their story is over, but mine is still long, and it must be long."

After a long exhales one breath saying, I feel my whole body is much more relaxed:

"The story of me, a foreigner in a foreign land, can only be witnessed by myself."

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【And me. ]

"But aren't you me?"

Shade asked unexpectedly, she smiled:
[Yes, you are me, I am you. Outlander, you write your stories and epics, and I'll do it for you.]

The final voice was low, and Shade didn't care. He turned to leave with an umbrella, thinking of getting a bunch of flowers the next time he came.

Having lived through the story of two ghosts and a funeral, and talked to Detective Sparrow at her grave, Shade felt at least less lost. Throwing away all the rambunctious thinking is a better way to deal with what happened on Thursday night.

It's raining outside the city, and it's naturally raining in the city. Although there were some meat and vegetables at home, Shade didn't want to go home to cook, so he went out to eat with Mia after taking a taxi ride home.

And as night fell, the sudden downpour became more ferocious. Knowing that Miss Anat and Miss Bayas were coming, Shade didn't arrange other things at night, but stood at the window of the living room holding the cat, a man and a cat watching the rain together.

About seven o'clock, Miss Anat's carriage stopped downstairs and complained to Shade about the rain when she entered.

The sharp fortune teller noticed that Shade was a little different from the last time we met. When going up the stairs, purple's eyes looked up and down the young detective walking in front:
"Specifically, I feel you It's more determined. It's not that it wasn't determined before, but it's more determined now. Shade, this is a good thing, you seem to want to understand something."

"Yes, but I'm curious. , Miss Annette, in the face of the major event of the thirteen chosen people, why are you so determined from the very beginning?"

Shade turned to play said with a smile, and walked away. The orange cat who was "leading the way" for the two at the top of the stairs turned around and "meow" unhappily, reminding the two to keep up.

Luvia Anat does not answer this question, but asks Shade for hot tea. She complained about the inconvenience of going out in this weather, and prayed softly, hoping the weather would be better tomorrow.

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