This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 2140 The King of Pirates (End)

   Chuzheng also felt that she could still be rescued, so she decided to leave the ghost island and go to land.

   After all, the good guy card also likes land...

   Chuzheng's decision made the pirates very puzzled. She left, who would be in charge?

   Chuzheng never thought about this at all, her mission has been completed, whoever wants to be the master is the master...

   But reality is not.

   If she wants to leave, she has to make arrangements.

  Er Island Lord, this foolish man, was rejected by Chuzheng by one vote.

  Zhuang Ping is not very good at taking on important matters, but Miyun is quite insidious and cunning, which is quite suitable.

   But Miyun is not very happy to take over.

   Of course, Miyun had to accept it even if he didn't accept it. Chuzheng left him a letter directly and left with Bu Qing and some pirates overnight.

  Miyun: "…"

   is too much!

   The parties have not agreed yet!

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   It took more than a month to travel from sea to land, and Chuzheng had more and more symptoms on her body.

   Bu Qing has changed quite a bit. Before, he followed Chuzheng obediently, as a beautiful and thoughtless pet.

   Now he has his own mind and learns to take care of Chuzheng.

After    landed on land, Chuzheng inquired about a well-known doctor.

  Unfortunately, I searched all the way, but no one could say a useful way.

   "According to what the girl said, the medicines you take are many and mixed, and only the person who gave you the medicines knows about it. I forgive the old man's inability to do anything."

  —Will you see again?

   Step lightly write the next sentence.

   "Hey..." The doctor shook his head.

  Bu Qing still wanted to write, Chuzheng pulled him and took out a piece of silver: "Thank you. Let's go."

   "No, the old man doesn't have... girl." The doctor chased out with the money, Chuzheng and Bu Qing had already boarded the carriage and left, how could the doctor's legs catch up.

  In the carriage, the boy crouched on Chuzheng's legs with a sullen expression.

   Chuzheng put his fingers on the back of his neck, and rubbed the pulp of his fingers: "Where do you want to go to play?"

   Bu Qing didn't have the heart to think about this, he shook his head, took out a piece of paper and unfolded it, pointing to the addresses and names that had not been ticked off.

   There are several more, they can…

   "Buqing, I don't want to waste this time." Chuzheng took the piece of paper away, rolled it into a ball, and threw it out of the car. Buqing got up abruptly, with the words "what are you doing" written in his eyes.

   Chuzheng's tone was calm: "I want to take you to a place you like to see."

  “…”

  Step froze for a moment, then slowly sat back and hugged Chuzheng.

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  The winter snow is melting, green shoots stick out from the branches, and the bleak world is full of spring vitality.

   Several carriages were driving slowly on a mountain road.

   The curtain of the carriage in the middle was lifted, and the handsome-looking boy was leaning on the window and looking out.

   "cough cough..."

  The boy heard the voice behind, immediately lowered the curtain of the car, returned to Chuzheng, and patted Chuzheng's back.

   "It's fine." Chuzheng took his hand and held it in his heart.

  Bu Qing didn't blink, staring straight at her.

   Chuzheng was unhappy when he looked at him, and said angrily: "Looking at me like this, do you want to kiss me?"

  Light steps: "…"

   Step nodded lightly.

   Chuzheng raised his chin: "Give me the water."

   Bu Qing poured a glass of water for Chuzheng, Chuzheng rinsed his mouth and leaned back slightly: "Come on."

  Light steps: "…"

-

  The carriage gradually stopped, and someone knocked outside.

   "Islander, rest here today."

   "…Hmm." A vague voice came from the carriage, and it sounded a little wrong.

   The person who asked the question was surprised. The door of the car was opened, and the boy came down wrapped in a snow-white cloak.

  In the carriage, Chuzheng propped up his head and leaned inside, covered with a thin blanket, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

   They didn't dare to look at it, and quickly moved away to prepare things for the night.

   lightly took off his cape and started cooking skillfully. After a period of exploration, he could already make a lot of delicious food.

  When Chuzheng was not sick, there was actually no problem, he could run and jump.

   So when she was eating, she got out of the carriage by herself.

   After eating, Chuzheng went around the neighborhood for a while, intending to go back to the carriage to lie down and continue working as a salted fish, but Bu Qing suddenly dragged her and pointed to the mountain.

   "Want to go?"

  —Want to go with you.

   "Go then."

  There should be frequent people going up the mountain near here, and it is not difficult to walk.

   The stars and the moon shine together, and the four fields are all peaceful.

   Step lightly supported Chuzheng, walked up slowly, and when we reached the top of the mountain, his eyes widened.

   On the other side of the mountain, there is a village. At this time, the lights in the village are shining like a small cluster of firelights lit in the darkness.

  Step lightly spread the cloak on the ground, and the two of them lay on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky.

   Starlight sprinkled in the pupils of the two of them, like finely broken diamonds, reflecting the vast galaxy farther away.

   "Step lightly."

   Chuzheng turned to look at the person beside him.

   "Do you feel like you are living a real life?"

  Step light did not understand.

   "Do you feel that you are here, living a real life? Will there be a sense of illusion? Feeling that you don't belong here."

  Step lightly hooked Chuzheng's finger, pulled it over, and slowly wrote a few words.

-I belong to you.

  Chuzheng is righteous: "Of course you belong to me. My problem is not this."

  —When I met you… I didn’t think it was real.

   Chuzheng: "…"

   Why is it not real when you meet me?

   I'll give you another chance to speak well!

  —I always felt like I was dreaming, and one day I woke up and I was still a slave of the Zhou family.

   He was really scared.

   When I woke up one day, I was still the bullied slave, and my life had not changed.

   I have never met her.

   Chuzheng grabbed his hand: "I'm here."

  Bu tilted his head slightly and smiled at her.

  The wind blows across the hills, bringing the coolness of the night and the atmosphere of fireworks in the world. There is a lingering melody in the village.

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  Chuzheng's health is getting worse and worse, and he has almost no energy at the back. He guards him lightly, his face pale, as if he is sick.

   "What if you leave me like this?"

  Step lightly bowed his head and did not respond.

   She said she was afraid of her own death, but he was also afraid of her death.

  Bu sniffed lightly, raised his head, and with a well-behaved smile on his face, handed the warm soup to Chuzheng's lips.

   Bu Qing did not dare to get too far from Chuzheng, and would occasionally wake up at night to check if Chuzheng was still panting.

   Chuzheng was so annoyed by him that he almost kicked him off a few times.

   If it weren't for her physical hardware, she would have been beaten long ago!

   On this day, Bu Qing slept a little for some reason. When she woke up the next day, she found that Chuzheng's body temperature was not right.

   He was stunned at first, and didn't move for a while.

   Someone got up outside, and the sound of walking was awake. He regained his senses and stretched his trembling hands under Chuzheng's breath.

  The blood on Bu Qing's face faded, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be mist and tears flowing inside, but they didn't flow down for a long time.

   He just hugged the person and sat there stiffly.

  The morning sun rose, and the light gradually penetrated into the car.

  Bu Qing and Chuzheng didn't go out for a long time, and they knocked on the door but didn't respond. Some people felt strange and worried about what might happen, so they opened the door carefully.

  In the car, the young man sitting in the shadows hugged the person in his arms, weeping silently, the scene was inexplicably shocking, and the people outside were frozen there.

   They have seen many people who are desperate, afraid, and suffering, but...they have never felt the same sadness in those people.

   But they felt it here at Bu Qing.

   He didn't cry so hard, but it made people feel like he was being pulled all over, pain and sadness silently poured out of his tears, drowning him.

  bu sat quietly for a day and a night, and the people outside guarded him and dared not move rashly.

   The third day.

  Someone found that there was no one in the car, leaving only a letter and some silver tickets, and let them disperse on their own, or go back to the ghost island.

   Since then, no one has seen Bu Qing again.

  Many years later, pirates are still prevalent at sea, and they have resumed their old style. The only thing that remains unchanged is the black flag, which floats forever on the sea.

   (end of this chapter)