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Chuzheng also felt that she could still save her a little bit, so she decided to leave Ghost Island and go to land.

After all, good guys also like land...

Chuzheng's decision puzzled the pirates. If she left, who would be in charge?

Chuzheng had never thought about this at all. Her mission had been completed, and whoever wanted to call the shots had the final say...

But reality doesn’t work.

If she wanted to leave, she had to make arrangements.

The idiot of the second island owner was voted out by Chu Zheng.

Zhuang Ping is not good at taking on big things, but Mi Yun is quite cunning and cunning, so he is quite suitable.

But Miyun was not very willing to take over.

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

Miyun: "..."

This is too much! !

The parties involved haven’t agreed yet!

-

It took more than a month to travel from sea to land, and Chu Zheng began to suffer from more and more physical symptoms.

Bu Qing has changed a lot. Before, he followed Chu Zheng obediently and acted like a pretty, thoughtless little pet.

Now she has made up her mind and learns to take care of Chu Zheng.

After landing on land, Chuzheng inquired about a relatively famous miracle doctor.

Unfortunately, after searching all the way, no one could come up with a useful solution.

"According to what the girl said, you take many and mixed medicines. Only the person who gave you the medicine knows about it. I'm sorry that I can't do anything about it."

——Would you like to take another look?

Bu Qing wrote a sentence.

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

Bu Qing still wanted to write, but Chu Zheng held him back and took out a piece of silver: "Thank you very much. Let's go."

"No, I don't have either...girl." The doctor took the silver and chased them out. Chuzheng and Bu Qing had already got on the carriage and left, and the doctor couldn't catch up with his legs.

In the carriage, the young man was lying on Chu Zheng's lap, looking miserable.

Chuzheng put her fingers on the back of his neck, rubbing her fingertips repeatedly: "Where do you want to go?"

How could Bu Qing have the heart to think about this? He shook his head, took out a piece of paper, unfolded it, and pointed at the address and name that had not been checked out.

There are several more, they can...

"Bu Qing, I don't want to waste this time." Chuzheng took the paper away, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it out of the car. Bu Qing stood up suddenly, with the words "What are you doing" written in his eyes.

Chuzheng said calmly: "I want to take you to a place you like."

"..."

Bu Qing froze for a moment, then slowly sat back and hugged Chu Zheng.

-

The winter snow gradually melts, green buds poke out from the branches, and the bleak world becomes full of spring vitality.

Several carriages drove slowly on a mountain road.

The curtain of the carriage in the middle was opened, and a handsome-looking young man lay on the window looking out.

"Cough cough cough..."

When the young man heard the sound from behind, he immediately lowered the car curtain, returned to Chuzheng, and patted Chuzheng on the back.

"It's okay." Chuzheng took his hand and held it in her palm.

Bu Qing stared at her without blinking.

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

Bu Qing: "..."

Bu Qing nodded.

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

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

Bu Qing: "..."

-

The carriage gradually stopped, and someone knocked outside.

"Island Master, please rest here today."

"...Hmm." A vague voice came from the carriage, which sounded a bit wrong.

The person who asked the question was surprised when the car door was opened and the young man got out wrapped in a snow-white cloak.

In the carriage, Chuzheng was leaning inside with her head propped up. She was covered with a thin blanket, and there was nothing unusual about her body.

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

Bu Qing took off his cloak and started cooking skillfully. After a period of exploration, he could make many delicious dishes.

When Chuzheng is not sick, there is actually nothing wrong with her. She can run and jump.

So while eating, she got off the carriage by herself.

After eating, Chuzheng walked around the area, planning to go back to the carriage and lie down to continue being a salted fish, but Bu Qing suddenly pulled her and pointed to the mountain.

"Want to go?"

——Want to go with you.

"Go ahead then."

People should often go up the mountain around here, and it's not difficult to walk.

The stars and the moon shine together, and the surrounding fields are quiet.

Bu Qing supported Chu Zheng and walked up slowly. When he reached the top of the mountain, his sight became wider.

On the other side of the mountain, there is another village. The lights in the village are shining like a small cluster of firelight in the darkness.

Bu Qing spread his cloak on the ground, and the two of them lay on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Starlight fell in the eyes of the two people, like tiny diamonds, reflecting the vast galaxy further away.

"Bu Qing."

Chuzheng turned to look at the people around her.

"Do you feel like you are living authentically?"

Bu Qing didn't understand.

"Do you feel like you are living a real life here? Do you have a sense of illusion? You feel like you don't belong here."

Bu Qing hooked Chu Zheng's fingers, pulled him over, and slowly wrote a few words.

--I belong to you.

Chuzheng said confidently: "Of course you belong to me. That's not my problem."

——When I met you... I felt it was not real.

Chuzheng: "..."

How come it’s not real anymore when you meet me?

I’ll give you another chance to say it nicely!

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

He was really scared.

One day when I wake up from the dream, I am still the bullied slave, and my life has not changed at all.

I have never met her myself.

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

Bu Qing tilted his head and smiled at her.

The wind blows over the hills, bringing with it the coolness of the night and the smell of fireworks in the world. A faint and melancholy tune floats in the village.

-

Chuzheng's health was getting worse and worse, and she had almost no energy at the end. Bu Qing watched over him, with a pale face, as if he was the one who was sick.

"What will you do if I leave like this?"

Bu Qing lowered his head and showed no reaction.

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

Bu Qing sniffed, raised his head, and with a cute smile on his face, handed the warm soup to Chu Zheng's lips.

Bu Qing didn't dare to stay too far away from Chu Zheng, and would occasionally wake up at night to check if Chu Zheng was still breathing.

Chuzheng was so annoyed by him that she almost kicked him down a few times.

If her physical hardware hadn't failed, she would have been beaten long ago if she was stuck like this!

That day, Bu Qing slept a little deeply for some reason. When he woke up the next day, he found that Chu Zheng'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 moving woke Bu Qing up. He came back to his senses, and put his trembling hand under Chu Zheng's breath.

The blood on Bu Qing's face faded, and his eyes widened. There seemed to be mist and tears surging inside, but they did not flow down for a long time.

He just hugged the person and sat there stiffly.

The sun rises and its light gradually penetrates into the car.

Bu Qing and Chu Zheng didn't go out for a long time, and even when they knocked on the car door, they didn't answer. Some people felt strange and worried that something had happened, so they opened the car door carefully.

In the car, the young man sitting in the light and shadow hugged the person in his arms and cried silently. The scene was inexplicably shocking, and everyone outside was frozen there.

They have seen many desperate, scared, and painful people, but... they have never felt the same sadness as those people.

But they felt it in Bu Qing.

He didn't cry heartbreakingly, but it made people feel that his whole body was being pulled. Pain and sadness silently poured out of his tears, drowning him.

Bu Qing sat there for a whole day and a night, and the people outside did not dare to move rashly.

The third day.

Someone found that no one was in the car, leaving only a letter and some banknotes, asking them to disperse on their own or return to Ghost Island.

Since then, no one has seen Bu Qing again.

Many years later, pirates are still prevalent on the sea, and they have returned to their old ways. The only thing that remains unchanged is the black flag, which always floats on the sea.