The funeral was colorless. The blue mountains and lake sky at the far end were all pale by the rustling cold wind. The black crowd and the white ground, as well as low crying sounds and neatly arranged tombstones. The soldiers in military uniforms walked into the cemetery with neat steps. The pairs of white gloves reflected on the ink-like black coffin, making people involuntarily fight a cold war.

After the three rows of gunfires of the gunfire team rang, the melodious trombone sounded slowly over the cemetery. All soldiers in military uniforms raised their right hands to receive the gifts. Evan Bell placed his right hand on his left chest to deliver the gifts, watching the coffin covered with the star-striped flag slowly moving forward.

Katherine Burns stood at the front of the crowd, wearing a black dress and long skirt. Her bulging belly made the dress tighter, but it made her body look thinner, as if she would ride the wind as long as the wind was stronger.

Evan Bell remembered the farewell ceremony that Catherine Burns stood in front of the coffin, touching the shroud for a long time. There was no tears or hysteria, but just held his stomach with his left hand and gently stroked the shroud in the coffin with his haggard face revealing infinite remembrance. Jason Mayyz told him that Cathy Burns was blown into pieces in an explosion, and even the complete body could not be found. Catherine Burns could not even satisfy his wish to see her husband for the last time. Catherine Burns stood next to the coffin, quietly looking at the uniform of his husband, without any expression.

At that time, Joe Baker, who was watching this scene, stood stiffly. The news of Casey Burns's death was told by the Marine Major himself that Catherine Burns had not returned to the battlefield in Iraq or Afghanistan. His latest task was to arrange funerals for his comrades who died - comrades! This was the fourth funeral that Joe Baker experienced in a short period of time.

Evan Bell and Joe Baker had a brief conversation in the hall. The tough guy always looked strong. But looking at Catherine Burns standing next to the coffin, he looked reluctant. Instead, he placed his right hand on his left chest, tightening his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with crystal tears. Casey Burns' mother was already crying and leaning weakly on Joe Baker's shoulder. She couldn't bear to see her wife giving her son, tears fell like rain. Joe Baker stood strongly, straightening his spine, trying to tighten his cheeks so that she didn't let the tears fall.

The trombone music ended, Evan Bell's thoughts returned to the scene and saw Joe Baker carrying the coffin for Casey Burns. He hid both sadness and fragility, and the firmness on his face was like a rock that had been endured on the top of a mountain for many years.

The cold sunshine enveloped the entire cemetery, black uniforms, white gloves, red star-stripe banners, green camouflage military uniforms, blue naval logos, yellow roses, transparent tears... at this moment, all intertwined.

After the funeral, Evan Bell and Jason Mayez went up to give Catherine Burns a hug. Turned around and walked away from the scene. The rest of the time belonged to the Burns family. Evan Bell looked back and saw Catherine Burns standing next to the tombstone with a big belly, stubbornly looking at it, reluctant to leave. The sun shone on her body, and the light afterglow followed her hair, her face and body were depicted like a golden statue, with no expression on her pale face, not pain, not sadness, not despair, just infinite hollows.

Evan Bell withdrew his gaze and sighed softly. The warm breeze brought the melody behind him, which was the melody of "fact-fiction", which was tear-jerking.

"Damn war. The corrupt politicians who did not make any decisions for the sake of their interests have gone to the bad battlefield to experience that kind of life." Jason Mayez complained angrily. This was not in line with his usual image, but the irritability between his eyebrows clearly showed his bad temper frequently on the edge.

Evan Bell sighed without answering. The quagmire of Iraq and Afghanistan made the US team deeply trapped in it. It was not until August 2010 that the long war ended. Today's Casey Burns is only part of it. There have been many "Casey Burns" before, and there will be many in the future.

"It should be letting Bush go to hell. He didn't do anything good when he sat in that position. Only God knows how he was re-elected last year." Jason Mayyaz's complaints continued, and obviously there are countless complaints about the current president of the United States.

Evan Bell shrugged, "Maybe the economic adviser of his campaign knows."

This sentence with suggestive ambiguity made Jason Mayez pause, and immediately asked, "Is it true? Is it true?"

It seems that Jason Mayez is in a bad state, and even the jokes and sarcasm in Evan Bell's tone are not heard. Evan Bell has no intention to correct him, "Isn't the election just complicated matters?"

Jason Mayez nodded and expressed his approval, "When the next election, I will definitely go to the parade to protest that Bush bastard."

"Didn't you just participated in the protest march last year?" Evan Bell's words also eased Jason Mayez's bad expression a lot. In fact, each term of US president is four years, and re-elected cannot exceed two terms, so Bush Jr. will not have a chance next time. In fact, George Bush was able to be re-elected last year, which was a narrow victory. You must know that the anti-war vocalization has never subsided in the past two years.

Jason Mayez smiled, didn't say anything, paused for a while, and said casually, "Why don't you run for president?"

Evan Bell looked at Jason Mayez and sneered, "Sorry, I'm not interested." Evan Bell has always been grateful to politics. He yearns for freedom, and what he lacks the most in the political circle is freedom. Imagine the fate of Louis XVI back then. Although the president is not a king, their policies are also related to the operation of a country. Freedom? It is the most impossible thing for the president.

Jason Mayez patted Evan Bell on the shoulder, and the smile on his face became much more relaxed. The heavy weight at the funeral just now settled into the heart from between his eyebrows, "Try to see. Reagan was able to become president at the beginning, and it probably wouldn't be a problem if you go to the election now. You should know that an excellent team can help a lot in the event of elections, and your good eloquence will never be at a disadvantage in the debate."

Ronald Reagan, one of the most popular presidents in American history, this year the Discovery Channel made a special show of the American Great Man series. Ronald Reagan beat Franklin Roosevelt, George Washington and others and was named "The Greatest American". The legendary thing is that Ronald Reagan was born as a baseball spring training broadcaster and then became a film actor. Although he did not reach the peak in the film actor industry, he won considerable popularity. Later, he challenged TV actors and hosts, and even served as the chairman of the Actors Association for eight years after 1947. In 1981, Ronald Reagan became the first president in the United States to enter politics from the film industry.

Of course, Evan Bell was not interested in Jason Mayez's joke. "If I go to the election, I believe you will cheer for me, but I think I should be the first person to shout against it." Evan Belt paused. "Of course, maybe when the end of the world is coming, I would rather stand on the Statue of Liberty and shout "Long Live Life" and so on. I don't know if it is a little comfort to you."

Jason Mayez looked at Evan Bell helplessly and smiled. After laughing, he sighed, "I just thought that the influence of artists is very huge, but in front of politics and the country, we are just ordinary people, and we have no way to do anything."

Evan Bell hooked Jason Mayez's shoulder with his right hand and said with a smile, "Yes, there are still many things we can do. For example, write a song to express our feelings, tell those disgusting political officials, let them all go to hell, Green Sun Band did a good job in this regard." Jason Mayez also burst out laughing, "We can do well in politics, but at least, we can tell those who are willing to listen to our music with all their hearts that peace and love are what we pursue, and this is what we think of the true meaning of society. Perhaps, in the distant future, one of our fans will become the president, and then his outlook on life, values, and worldview will not be so decayed, maybe..."

Evan Bell knew that this was idealism, because in a national position, interests are always the first element. Evan Bell remembered Barack Obama. At the beginning, the two met at the foundation laying ceremony of the Freedom Tower. If history had not changed, then this face appeared in the position of representing the United States after the 2008 presidential election. Thinking of the Freedom Tower, it is still being closely built, and the same is true for the Dubai Tower. Evan Bell was somewhat anticipated by the capping ceremony. It is indeed exciting to see the building he designed becomes a reality.

"Are you going back to rehearsal now? There is probably still some hard work to do at the night concert." Jason Mayez pulled back Evan Bell's wild thoughts. Evan Bell realized that he had just thought of something messy in his mind.

"Yes, go back to rehearsal now. Life still has to continue, right?" Evan Bell looked back at the cemetery door behind him. The group of Catherine Burns in the distance had become small black spots, and white tombstones stood up, making the cold of this winter more vivid. Evan Bell couldn't help but mutter, "When will the winter in Miami be so bad."

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