Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

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

After all, good guy cards also like land...

Chuzheng's decision made the pirates very puzzling. She left, so who will be in charge?

Chu Zheng never thought about this at all, her mission has been completed, whoever loves to be the master will be the master...

But the reality is not good.

She must make arrangements if she wants to leave.

The naive owner of the two islands was rejected by Chu Zheng.

Zhuang Ping is not good at doing important things, but Miyun is quite insidious and cunning, quite suitable.

But Miyun is not very happy to take over.

Of course, in the end, Miyun had to accept if he didn't accept it, Chu Zheng directly left a letter to him, and took Buqing and some pirates away overnight.

Miyun: "..."

That's too much! !

The parties have not yet agreed!

-

It took more than a month to travel from sea to land, and Chuzheng showed more and more symptoms.

Step-Qing has changed quite a lot. Before, he followed Chuzheng well, as a beautiful little pet without thinking.

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

After landing on land, Chu Zheng asked about the well-known genius doctor.

It is a pity that all the way to the past, no one can tell a useful way.

"According to the girl, the medicines you take are so many and complicated that only the person who gives you the medicine knows. This... I forgive the old man for nothing."

——Look again?

Write a sentence step by step.

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

Buqing still wanted to write, Chu Zheng grabbed him and took out a silver coin: "Thank you. Let's go."

"No, neither did the old man...girl." The doctor took the silver and chased it out. Chuzheng and Buqing had already gotten into the carriage and left. The doctor could not catch up with their legs.

In the carriage, the young man leaned on Chuzheng's lap, looking sad.

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

How could Bu Qing think about these things, he shook his head, took out a piece of paper and unfolded it, pointing to the address and name that had not yet been ticked off.

There are several more, they can...

"Step light, I don't want to waste this time." Chu Zheng took the piece of paper away, crumpled it into a ball, threw it out of the car, and stood up lightly, with the words'what are you doing' written in his eyes.

Chu Zheng's tone was calm: "I want to take you to the place you like."

"..."

Buqing froze for a moment, then slowly sat back, hugging Chu Zheng.

-

As the winter snow melts, green buds stick out of the branches, and the bleak world is full of spring.

Several carriages drove slowly on a mountain road.

The curtain of the carriage in the middle was lifted, and the juvenile youth leaned on the window and looked out.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hearing the sound from behind, the teenager immediately lowered the curtain, returned to Chu Zheng, and patted Chu Zheng's back.

"It's okay." Chu Zheng took his hand and held it in his heart.

Without blinking his eyes, he stared straight at her.

Chu Zheng was unhappy when he looked at him, and said angrily: "Look at me like this, want to kiss me?"

Step light: "..."

Step by step nodded.

Chuzheng raised his chin: "Give me water."

Buqing poured a glass of water for Chu Zheng, and Chu Zheng rinsed his mouth, leaning back slightly: "Come on."

Step light: "..."

-

The carriage gradually stopped and someone knocked outside.

"Island owner, rest here today."

"...Hmm." A vague voice came from the carriage, sounding a little wrong.

The questioner was surprised, the car door was opened, and the boy wrapped in a white cloak.

In the carriage, Chuzheng propped his head, leaned against it, covered with a thin blanket, and could not see anything unusual.

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

He took off his cloak step by step, 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 while eating, she got out of the carriage by herself.

After eating, Chuzheng made a round around, planning to lie down in the carriage and continue to be a salted fish, but Buqing suddenly pulled her and pointed to the mountain.

"Want to go?"

——I want to go with you.

"Then go."

There should be people going up the mountain frequently around here and it is not difficult to walk.

The stars and the moon shine together, and the four wilds are lonely.

Buqing supported Chuzheng and walked up slowly until he reached the top of the mountain, his eyes widened.

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

Buqing spread the cloak on the ground, and the two lay on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Stars fell in the pupils of the two of them, like fine diamonds, reflecting the vast galaxy farther away.

"Step lightly."

Chu Zheng turned to look at the people around him.

"Do you think you live a real life?"

Buqing didn't understand.

"Do you feel that you are here and live a real life? Will there be a sense of illusion? Feel that you don't belong here."

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

--I belong to you.

Chu Zheng was rightly confident: "Of course you belong to me. My problem is not this."

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

Chu Zheng: "..."

Why is it not true to meet me?

Give you one more chance, speak well!

——I always feel that I am dreaming. One day I wake up from the dream and I am still a slave of the Zhou family.

He was really scared.

One day I wake up from a dream, I am still the slave of being bullied, and my life has not changed.

I have never met her before.

Chu Zheng grabbed his hand: "I'm here."

Step lightly tilted his head and smiled at her.

The wind blows over the hills, bringing the coolness of the night, and also the smell of earthly fireworks. The village is faintly floating with lingering tunes.

-

Chu Zheng's body was getting worse and worse, and there was almost no energy behind him, guarding him lightly, his face was pale, as if he was sick.

"What can I do if you leave me like this."

Buqing hung his head and didn't respond.

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

Step by step sniffed his nose, raised his head, with a cute smile on his face, and handed the warm soup to Chu Zheng's lips.

Buqing dare not get too far away from Chuzheng, and occasionally wakes up at night to check whether Chuzheng is still breathing.

Chu Zheng was so annoyed by him that he almost kicked him several times.

If it hadn't been for her physical hardware failure, she would have been beaten up early!

On this day, Bu Qing slept a little for some reason. When he got up the next day, he found that Chu Zheng's temperature was not right.

He was dumbfounded at first, and did not move for a while.

Someone outside got up, and the sound of walking woke up lightly. He recovered, shaking his hands and reaching under Chuzheng's nose.

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

He just hugged people and sat there stiffly.

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

Buqing and Chuzheng didn't go out for a long time, and they knocked on the car door but they didn't respond. Some people felt strange and worried that something might happen, so they opened the door carefully.

In the car, the young man sitting in the light and shadow embraced the person in his arms, crying 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 grief in those people.

But they felt it in Buqing.

He cried without heartbreaking, but it made people feel like he was being pulled all over, pain and sadness gushing out of his tears silently, drowning him.

Buqing sat for a day and night, and people outside did not dare to move.

The third day.

Someone found that there was no one in the car, and only left a letter and some silver tickets to let them disperse by themselves or return to the ghost island.

Since then, no one has seen Buqing again.

Many years later, pirates are still prevalent at sea, and they have restored their previous style. The only thing that remains unchanged is that black flag, which is always floating on the sea.