Black Dragon, King of Pirates

A boy in thin clothes huddled in the corner shivering in the ice and snow.Both hands and feet were red from the cold.

"Come and look, the monster is here." shouted the boy in blue with many freckles.

"Kill this monster." A group of children ran over.Hit him with a snowball.

Snowballs came one after another, but the boy in thin clothes did not resist or run away.Just bear it silently.His feet were frozen, numb and without any feeling.He was too hungry and tired to run away.

The children left after getting bored for a while.

The boy was still huddled in the corner.

"I'm so hungry and cold. Am I going to die?"

"Here, here you go." A pleasant voice came from above.The girl as beautiful as a cherry blossom handed a piece of bread to him.

The boy tremblingly took the bread and began to devour it.

Suddenly, he felt his body sink and he was no longer so cold.A hint of warmth came from my shoulders.

"Miss, what are you doing? It's so cold. You will get sick."

"What does it matter? I'm going home soon anyway, so it doesn't matter if you walk faster."

It turned out that the girl took off her coat and put it on the boy.

"Goodbye, then."

The girl left, her flaxen hair fluttering in the wind like an elf in the snow.The boy stared blankly at her leaving figure, his eyes blurred.

A few days later, the wind stopped and the snow stopped falling.The boy asked for the girl's address and wanted to return the coat to her.But I heard that the girl was sick and had been frozen.The corner where he squatted that day was half a town away from the girl's home.

The town gradually blurred into a vast expanse of white.

Spring is coming, and the woods outside the city are full of life.The palm trees have sprouted new buds, showing lush greenery.Butterflies flutter among the blooming flowers.The crisp chirping of birds came from the woods.It's like nature is singing.

"La la la, come after me." A girl ran out of the forest with a smile.She has big blue eyes.It was a color like the sea, ethereal and clear.The flaxen skirt fluttered in the wind, and the pink skirt swayed.

She wore a pair of red dancing shoes, her fair legs crossed back and forth at a very high frequency, and she ran very fast.She is like an elf in the wind, flying happily and freely.

"Wait for me, Philomena." Behind her was a boy with white clothes full of patches, trousers that were about to fade after washing, and a loose baseball cap on his head.His shoes were very simple. They were made of two wooden boards of different sizes and tied with straw ropes. It looked like they were made by an outsider.

The boy was very thin, his arms were like bamboo poles, and he looked malnourished.

He ran and ran hard, but never caught up with the girl.He stopped and put his hands on his knees, panting.

"I can't run anymore."

"Miro, you are so useless." The girl stopped and walked back to the boy's side.

The boy blushed and lowered his head in shame. "Sorry, I'm so useless."

"Gulu" a voice suddenly came from his stomach.

"Oh, it turns out I'm hungry." The girl giggled.

The boy's face turned redder, as if he was a cooked crab.

"Miro, let me treat you to dinner."

"No, no need."

"Ah, what are you talking about? Aren't we friends? Don't you want to have dinner with me?" The girl pretended to be angry and turned her face away.

"Philomena, no, no."

"Then let's talk nonsense, let's go." The girl took the boy's hand and ran towards the hotel.

"So full, so full." The two of them were lying under a tree.The girl touched her belly.In fact, she didn't eat much at all, and all the food on the table went into the boy's stomach.

"I, I," the boy blushed and hesitated, repeating only this word for a long time.

"Ah, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly. Boys born to mothers-in-law will be hated." The girl's words shot into the boy's heart like a sharp arrow.

The boy seemed to be risking his life. He took out a garland from behind and handed it to the girl.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. Did you give it to me?"

The boy nodded.

He suddenly shouted: "Philomena, I love you. When you grow up, can you marry me?"

After saying that, he lowered his head and closed his eyes to wait for the judgment of fate.

The girl was silent for a long time.

The boy was uneasy and his heart was beating violently.

"Sure enough, am I not good enough for Philomena? She and I are from two different worlds. She probably won't like me." The boy thought with inferiority complex.

Suddenly, he felt a light hand.The girl took the garland and put it on her head, saying, "Okay, but then you have to weave a more beautiful garland for me."

The boy was overjoyed and his world was filled with brilliance.

Under the big tree, girls and boys held hands, with blooming flowers swaying at their feet.The sun fell on my face, making it warm.

The warm picture was shattered, like stones shattering glass.

Darkness fell, followed by blazing fire.The fire swept through everything, burning the whole world red.

Panic footsteps sounded, and people kept falling.

There were screams, begging for mercy, crying, and shouting.

"Kill, kill all these nobles."

"The king's lackey, go to hell."

"help"

"Who will save me?"

"Don't don't kill me."

The boy anxiously ran through the chaotic crowd towards the girl's home.What I saw was a burning house.He rushed in and looked around for the girl.

Not at

Not at

Not here either

He ran to countless places without seeing the girl.

He was tired from running and his pace slowed down, but this time no girl came over to hold his hand.He took two breaths and then started running again.He will never stop again this time, absolutely not

Finally, in a corner of the garden, he saw the girl.

However, the girl stopped moving and fell into a pool of blood.In her hand she held a wreath of wreaths.

"Philomena" the boy shouted her name and ran over to hold her in his arms.

"It's you, Milo." The girl opened her eyes with difficulty and reached out to touch the boy's face.A hand-shaped blood stain was left on the boy's face.

"Miro"

"Stop talking, stop talking, don't say anything. Doctor, I will take you to see a doctor right now." The boy shook his head desperately with tears in his eyes.

"No, I have to say it. If I don't say it, there will be no chance." The girl gasped hard, and every breath affected her wound, making her look painful.

"I'm sorry, actually, I lied to you."