Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

In the wind and snow,

The two figures, one old and one young, seemed to be half of their body buried in white.

The old man's figure chuckled slightly, not much taller than the little girl next to him.

The traces of the years were ruthlessly written all over his face.

It was as if because of a bad sleep, bloodshot eyes were oozing in the drooping old eyes.

The little girl is very energetic,

Even in this wind and snow,

With a flushed face,

Looking at Roy with eyes wide open,

The red hand was holding a small daisy.

Roy froze, unable to say a word.

The eye sockets became more and more red, and he gritted his teeth, his body trembling.

Tears, the corners of the eyes slipped uncontrollably.

No need to guess, this is the family of the Vice Admiral man.

"Big brother, are you okay?"

The little girl said anxiously, stood up on her heels cautiously, and wiped the tears from the corner of Roy's eyes with her hand.

"Grandpa said that only unbehaved children would cry."

"Are you a bad boy?"

The moment the voice fell,

Roy suddenly couldn't stretch himself. He knelt on the ground with a bang, bent down deeply towards the old and young, and choked with sobs:

"sorry,"

"sorry,"

"sorry….…."

He just chanted these words over and over again, and his voice was extremely weak in the blizzard.

The little girl froze her face, didn't know what to do, and looked at her grandfather subconsciously.

Grandpa said that his father is no longer there, and he will depend on himself in the future.

She doesn't understand,

But he nodded very well.

The old man quietly looked at the boy Marine who was kneeling on the ground in front of him and apologized, and suddenly smiled.

The muddy eyes were full of tears, full of wrinkles and the old man Madara's face, but gradually smiled like a flower.

"It's worth it..."

He said so.

Roy was taken aback, and raised his head incredulously.

….….

….….

Old people, young people, little girls,

The three of them sat quietly in front of the tomb,

Behind is the shocking goose feather snow.

"Roy, it's okay, you don't need to feel guilty. That is my kid's choice. He is completing his task."

"As a soldier, you have to have the consciousness to die on the battlefield. Since you have embarked on this road, you can finally be buried in this cemetery. It should have been a lucky thing."

"I don't know how many Marines there are. They didn't even leave their bodies. They sank into the deserted sea somewhere..."

The old man babbled authentically, holding a pot of spirits while pouring it one mouthful after another.

Roy was silent,

There is still a silence that is difficult to speak,

Just bowed his head and sat quietly on the snow,

Holding the little girl's hand tightly.

The little girl was surprisingly well-behaved and didn't think it was cold on the ground. After sitting down, she fiddled with the little daisy she brought.

"What about my kid, I can't do anything big in this life."

The old man was still talking, and a strong alcohol scent radiated from his words.

"Even if it is this Marine Vice Admiral, it is because grandpa told grandma to reluctantly fill the gap in the position, and the strength is not very good, otherwise it will not be sent to support the military academy in the war..."

"But now, he has done a beautiful thing."

The old man patted Roy on the shoulder.

"Cheer up!"

He laughed and pointed to the tombstone in front of him.

"He wants you to live well!!"

Roy sucked his nose hard, as if he had a cold, but couldn't deceive himself at all.

The old man laughed more wanton,

Wine in hand,

Drink a sip,

Then he poured a bite on the tombstone in front of him,

"It's worth it!!"

"Hahaha!!"

"The old man's son saved Marine's hero!!"

"It's worth it!"

"Fucky boy, finally did a glorious thing!"

The old man seemed to be drunk,

The old hand patted the cold tombstone vigorously, his eyes proud, as if he was patting his own son's head.

Roy sighed deeply in his heart, squeezing his fists tightly, his finger bones turning blue.

Gradually, the chatter of the old man next to him stopped.

I don't know if it is drunk or drunk.

"Grandpa is drunk again, big brother, I will take grandpa home first, you should also go home quickly, otherwise your parents will be worried."

At this time, the little girl smiled and said to Roy.

Roy was startled, looking at the bright smiling face in front of him, his heart seemed to be torn apart by something.

"Actually I know,"

The little girl suddenly calmly said:

"Grandpa said that Dad went a long way."

"But, the children next door also said that their father also went a long way, but he never came back."

"Big brother, I will never see Dad again, right?"

Roy burst into tears, couldn't say anything, just hugged the little girl tightly.

….….

….….

Out of the cemetery,

Roy couldn't help but look back.

Looking at the new tombs all over the mountains,

Seeing the two grandparents who are gradually disappearing in the distance, supporting each other and walking away from you, there seems to be something spreading and spreading in his heart, slowly and desolately.

──No matter in which world, there are people who are gritting their teeth and striding forward in pain.

Life is really hard.

They never see their dearest person anymore.

The ghosts that people fear in the graves are people that others want to see but never see again.

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