[ONE PIECE] I don't know love when I'm young

Collins has cleaned up the house and is going to live here. It is now the middle of June, and the island of standing still will sink by the end of the month.

Looking for things around the house like a treasure hunt, her mother always left her with many surprises.

"Ace, look!" Collins held up a small dress, the kind of sweater worn by two or three-year-old children, "it must be mine, and there is an elephant on it."

Ace took the little sweater, blue, with too much dust, and it looked very gray. After all, this room has been empty for more than ten years. "Wash it and put it away. It's good to keep as a souvenir."

Collinsen dug out everything in the closet. She has a lot of clothes. The sweaters can be worn by her until she is seven or eight years old. Every piece is knitted by herself, and there are some leaks on the small clothes. There were a few missing stitches, but the knitting became more beautiful as it got to the back, with complicated hooks and patterns. Her mother, a noble divine whisperer, was willing to knit a sweater for her by herself.

She seems to be able to think of her mother, sitting on the deck chair, gently crocheting a sweater stitch by stitch in a warm spring afternoon, knitting all the love in her heart.

"Verdan." The patriarch called her from outside.

She ran out, tied her hair casually, and wore a loose knit sweater, like an ordinary girl, shed her hostility.

"We are going to move, and the island will sink to the bottom of the sea soon."

The Corinthians can only come to live on the island for about five months at a time, and they live on Shouwang Island when they wait for the island to float again. They are not far from here, and it takes only two days to go back and forth.

Ace was squatting by the pool to help her wash her sweater, the sun was shining on him, it was very soft, Collins en tickled the corner of his mouth, "I won't move, I'll sink to the bottom of the sea with it, anyway... I also I won't live long."

"What are you talking about!" The patriarch was angry, "As long as you are alive, you have a chance to be cured, no matter how difficult the disease is!"

Collinsen stretched her waist, and Ace just looked up and pouted at her, with a look of grievance, she smiled and waved, "Patriarch, I am not sick, but my body is broken, all my internal organs are broken, unless all It's a miracle that I'm alive, and I want to stay here, in my home, in my bed and die."

"..." The patriarch was astonished, and after a while, "No, I have to go, there is no need to discuss it."

Collins smiled, "I want to stay here, I have the final say, patriarch, if I hide, you will definitely not find me."

It's useless to say more, she is determined to stay here, if the patriarch forcibly takes her away, how is it possible, who is she?Who can force her to do what she doesn't want to do? !

It's June, and the night isn't too cold. Collins is carrying a few jugs of wine, leaning lazily on the wooden door, "Ace, let's go, I'll take you to a good place."

They walked a long way and turned over a small hill. There was a sea of ​​trees, tall and lush, impenetrable.

"This is a branch of the sacred tree. It's very pleasant to drink here."

It was very dark in the woods, and Ace was about to light a flame for lighting. Collins took his hand and signaled her not to worry.

She curled her lips and whistled melodiously, and then a little light appeared in the woods, very faint, a fingernail-sized shimmer, and the whistle became gentle and lingering, and the lights became more and more, bigger and bigger, almost like It is the sky full of stars surrounding them.

"Does it look good? This is a butterfly, much brighter than a firefly." Collins en reached out to fish, and a butterfly fluttered around her fingertips and left.

"It's beautiful..." Ace looked at it obsessively, his love seemed to be unresolved, but he remembered it for a lifetime tonight.

A butterfly landed on her hair, like a small hair ornament, her eyebrows were looming, her eyebrows were slender and dense, her eyes were narrow and long, really charming...

They climbed up a big thick tree, sat on the trunk, and swayed their feet. Her 17 years were like a dream. She had been thinking about her home for so many years, and finally came back.

At this moment, quiet and peaceful, she and Ace...

The wine is fragrant and mellow, and it smells like drunk, Ace's voice is so nice, I really want to kiss him, a kiss on the forehead is enough to commemorate her short life.

"Hey, are you staying here?" Ace asked her, the idiot captain who didn't care about anything was actually sad at the moment.

"I'm dying……"

Ace knew it, but she couldn't accept it when she said it herself.

"Stay here, it's only half a month, when the island sinks and go, I will stand on the sacred tree to see you off..."

Ace leaned over and caressed her face with trembling fingertips, "Don't cry..."

"Ace..." cried embarrassingly, "I'm going to die, I don't want to die... I can't do anything but wait to die..."

Fear, how can I not be afraid, even sleeping is tormented, I am afraid that I will never wake up again, no matter how difficult life is, she is not willing to die, after death, it is really over, there will be no change, no more There is no chance of happiness, and I will never...see Ace again.

Ace took her into his arms, she was crying out of breath, and patted her back, "Go to An Yi Township, Syl will definitely save you..."

Collinsen wiped away her tears. She really couldn't pretend to be open-minded. Day by day, she was getting closer and closer to death. She would be buried in the loess, and there would be no more of her in the world.

"No." She indulged herself leaning against his shoulder, "Forget it, it can't be cured."

She pressed on her chest, and her heartbeat was not so vigorous and powerful.

Taking a deep sip of the wine, the tip of the tongue is numb, "So, Ace, you have to stay with me, live a good life, be the One Piece, or find a onepiece, live happily, without complaints or regrets... "

If I hadn't met you, I would have died alone, and I would have closed my eyes without nostalgia, but now I like it, I am nostalgic, and I can't bear it...

Ace went back with Collins on her back. She drank a lot of wine and fell asleep now. She breathed lightly on his neck, and her eyelashes were still wet.

How could he be willing to let her go, and how could he rest assured to let her go, but so what?He couldn't cure her, couldn't snatch her back from death, what should he do?what can he do

Kong has a lot of skills, even if the bounty exceeds [-] million, he can't even keep the person he likes.

Butterfly illuminates the way back, but not their future, no, they have no future at all.

Ace bit his lip and cried silently, tears streaming down the road, the person on his back was crying in his dream...

I don't know what love is, but I like being with you, I wish I never met you, so at least I won't be in such pain.

Collins, is my liking for you worthwhile?Can you live for me?I want a miracle, God bless her to live, I would like to give her my life.

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