Pirate Forest

For a long time, the shock in the eyes of the two groups of people with different stances on the dilapidated warship has not completely dissipated. Their brains are still in the same state just now. There seems to be a "buzzing" sound in their ears, and their mouths are forcibly locked to say no. Speak up.

"Are you pitying me?"

Pat showed a bitter smile, and tears of pain kept dripping from his eyes. These words were not spoken to his companions behind him, but to Tarta and Daisy.

His companions all had the same tragic experience as him, and perhaps his was the worst and most painful, but at least everyone's tears were bitter, and the tears of Tata and Tata were still salty in his eyes.

"I don't mean to pity you."

Tarta waved her hands in a panic, stretched out one foot and stepped back, as if she was afraid of irritating Pat, and always kept a safe distance, feeling a little at a loss.

"lie."

Daisy, who lowered her head in thought, with most of her face shrouded in shadow, spoke out.

"Hey Daisy, not now"

Tata wanted to tell her that this was not the time to talk about this. He seemed to have not heard who Daisy was talking to. He looked a little anxious, but his body never dared to take a step, always alert to Pat's every move.

"I said you were lying," Daisy said again, this time her voice was slightly louder. She still didn't raise her head, but the shadow had taken a small step back.

"What?" Tarta was a little confused. This time he was extremely sure that Daisy was talking to him just now, not Pat.

"Aren't you so scared that you don't even dare to take a step closer? Aren't we the kind of people who make you children who live in a happy society so scared?" Suddenly Daisy suddenly became violent like a mad beast, and the shadows on the corners of her face were completely Fading away, the whole person threw Tata and let out an angry roar, just like Pat just now.

"Don't people like us even have the qualifications to be disliked and beaten up? Or do we, who have experienced this, be more vulnerable than you guys who don't know what pirates are?"

Her wild aura was like a rainbow, but the tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of her eyes. She desperately clutched Tarta's collar. Her originally small and delicate face suddenly softened, but her temperament under the coat became more and more unrestrained.

The moment he fell to the ground, he was confused, Pat was confused, and the other pirates were also confused. They didn't understand why Daisy, who wanted to know the pirate story the most at the beginning, said something more transparent than Pat, like yes

"It's like you've had the same experience as Pat." Looking straight at Daisy's hazy eyes made it even more obvious how gorgeous the beauty was. Tarta couldn't help but say this, and her tone gradually became calmer.

"Ah" Daisy's eyes shrank, the anger gradually extinguished, the slightly ferocious expression just now had completely dissipated, and her hand slowly loosened Ta Ta's collar.

"It's possible that you're overthinking the experiences I've had. I don't think you're arrogant or that's why you're angry."

Her tone suddenly softened. She stood up and dusted off her clothes. She stretched out a hand to pull Tarta up, scratched the back of her head, and showed a slightly embarrassed smile. It seemed that everything just happened had nothing to do with her. .

"Really? I was really hypocritical just now. Sorry Pat, sorry Daisy, I'm really a little scared. Guys like me who haven't suffered much since childhood must make you very angry." This time he Finally, he stepped out of the safety line, walked up to Pat, and stretched out a chubby hand.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but his fat body just blocked Daisy's beautiful body. She turned her back to everyone and didn't want others to see the smile that was uglier than bitter at the corner of her mouth, and tears fell down again.

Looking at the pair of white and clean little fleshy hands in front of him, Pat hesitated a few times and laughed silently a few times as if he was mocking his own courage. Pirates cannot be without courage.

Because his captain told him that being a pirate is an insecure job and often has no income. He can only wander on the sea waiting for fat sheep, so once he has money in his pocket, he will definitely spend it.

No matter how mixed the drinks are, as long as the amount is large, and those street girls, they must have a good vent.

They will be kicked out when all the money is gone. As for the price, others have set it. They never bargain, they just want to be wild for the rest of their short lives.

Therefore, the most popular customers in many bars are pirates. They don't care about the quality of the wine, as long as they can get drunk. They don't care about the beauty or ugliness of women, as long as they can do that. They don't care how much it costs, as long as they spend it.

So being a pirate is the most unrestrained and free profession in the world. How can such people be stingy?

"Those who face the sea all day long will eventually become boundless in their own capacity." This is what his captain often said. It must be said that he once hated pirates, but it is undeniable that he also loves this profession deeply.

Just as the day and night of the sea are deceptive, so too are all occupations that make a living on the sea tainted with this bad quality.

Snapped

The two pirates held hands tightly together and smiled heartily at each other.

"This hand" Suddenly Pat's eyes shrank and he looked at the fat little white hand in his hand in disbelief.

"Your hands are covered with various scars, including knife wounds, burns, and several very special scars." The white and tender little hands are full of scars after they are unfolded. It is difficult to imagine how this was done.

"Oh, I'm sorry you touched it. It's very uncomfortable. It's all caused by me using kitchen utensils in the kitchen. Because I'm stupid, I always try to find tricks and use a lot of weird kitchen utensils. As a result, my hands-on ability is also poor. Excellent." He quickly pulled away his palm, as if he was afraid of making Pat feel uncomfortable, scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly.

"No, I am the one who should apologize to you." Pat shook his head and said.

"I thought you were just a kid who had never experienced anything and lived in a greenhouse, but I really look down on others." How could such a bone-deep scar be caused so easily, compared to having experienced countless setbacks? Only then can we form such hardened scars?

"No, no, no, don't say that. I should apologize." Tata shook his head repeatedly, and the two groups who had just drawn their swords suddenly became polite to each other.

Therefore, the world is indeed full of possibilities. Everything in the world is like a coin, with pros and cons, and of course, sometimes upright.

"You say so, Daisy?" Seeing that Pat and the others were almost no longer hostile and could coexist peacefully, he was about to talk to Daisy more to distract her from her wild thoughts.

Because he didn't believe Daisy's smile, and the eyes he saw at close range just now were filled with pain, sadness, anger and other negative emotions, even more powerful than the negative energy released by Pat.

Although she doesn’t know what happened, she must not let Daisy sink alone. Since she asks questions that she already knows the answer to, and is so interested in pirate stories, it means that she is looking for the truth.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a black shadow flying in the distance. Without thinking, he kicked hard, jumped forward high, and knocked down Daisy, who was still dazed and immersed in her own world.

I could feel something flying above my head. The two people slid a few meters on the deck. There was a "boom" in their ears, and Morgan in the flower pot disappeared.

"Morgan"