【Ma Ai】Island of Illusion

Ace had a fantastic dream.He rarely remembered the contents of his dreams, but this time the memory was exceptionally clear.

He saw himself standing naked in a lake, the lake water was warm and clean, and he could see every inch of his skin from the reflection in the water.At the end of the lake is an orange-red mist, faintly showing the shadow of the woods.The sky was wide and blue, with long strips of clouds extending to the very end of the sky.

He kept walking, losing weight with every step he took.It is not the subjective weight gain or loss, but the invisible pressure, the psychological burden accumulated over countless years.

He felt neither happy nor sad or painful. He walked with a blank expression on his face. The lake water slightly rippled under the stirring, but soon returned to calm.

Ace wondered what was waiting for him all the way down.

But just as he was about to reach the shore of the lake, he woke up suddenly.Not waking up like a nightmare, but waking up naturally.The dream lingered in that palpable orange haze, and he blinked to make sure he was awake.

It was dark.He was startled, thinking he was still in the dark space created by that plant.But soon he realized that there was something covering his eyes, warm and rough textured.He reached out to touch it tentatively, and soon his hand was caught.

Marko moves his hands away from his eyes, and his face is very close, almost centimeters from Ace's.

"Good morning," he said. "Have you dreamed?"

"...You're too close. Or do you want to give me a good morning kiss."

Ace rubbed his eyes, realizing that it was already dawn.It was probably still early in the morning, and the light was not particularly bright.The low-pitched calls of insects came from all around.He remembered that when they came out of the ground last night, almost everyone was going crazy. The seemingly short-term underground sneaking made their spirits tense to the extreme.Ace didn't know how he climbed off the lemon, the blood loss and hunger made him only have time to look at the darkness without any mud, and fell asleep in a hurry.

He rubbed his hair and sat up, and saw that he was in a large green grass field, surrounded by a circle of bushes half a person's height.In the distance, the crew members were lying on the ground in disorder. Some of them were awake and chatting together, while some were still fast asleep, snoring and insects screaming one after another.The old man was leaning against the leaning Aki, talking cheerfully to Bramank and Harta.

They looked at ease, as if they knew nothing about last night's fight.Ace was stunned for a while, and then his stomach growled loudly.Marco took out a pile of food from behind as if by magic.

"You haven't slept all night?"

While busy stuffing something into his mouth, Ace looked at Marco's blue eyes and asked.Marko avoided his crumbs and said casually, "Ah, it's not easy to watch you."

——The care here includes undressing, wiping, re-bandaging the wound, changing clean clothes, preparing food, and being on guard against Ace’s post-sleep hyperactivity disorder all the time——If he always punches and kicks when he has nightmares, then Marco needs to use all his strength To make sure you don't get hurt.

"I never knew you could sleep like this," Marco said, "If I didn't hold you down, you'd probably dig a hole in your dream and bury yourself."

Ace swallowed the last bite of food with a grunt. He licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you so much." There was still food residue under his lips that hadn't been wiped clean, and Marco reached out to wipe it off, and moved a little closer by the way .

"Thank you is not enough, you should give me some rewards."

Ace thought he was going to kiss him, but Marco didn't.His lips rest on the corner of Ace's mouth, so close that you can feel the fluff on his lips.

His blue eyes reminded Ace of the clear blue sky in his dreams.

Ace raised the corner of his mouth and grabbed Marco's neck to make the distance zero.

"Is this enough?" He smiled and let go of the other party.Marco looked at Ace in surprise, and then at the players around him. No one seemed to notice this scene.He asked strangely: "Aren't you afraid of being seen now?"

"What are you afraid of? Are they afraid that they will know that the first captain and the second captain are in a relationship?" Ace stretched out his limbs and lay on the soft grass. The smell of green grass in the morning always makes people feel happy. "If you were afraid, you shouldn't have accepted me last night. I won't hide. And as I said, you are responsible for explaining if you are seen."

"You're really weird." Marco recalled the kiss just now, which was very fresh and made his heart beat faster. "It should be said that you have changed a lot."

"You're the one who changes, who said I was crazy, but came to confess my love not long after?"

"I explained it, because I'm also shy. And I haven't been confessed by a man before." Marko thought about it seriously, and decided to find a way for himself, "I have only accepted confessions from girls, but usually they are Very shy, evasive so that you can't figure it out. It takes a lot of energy to determine whether you will get a kiss or a slap when you respond...so I am not used to you being so direct."

"So I should have punched you out to make you feel better?" Ace said. "Your reasoning is stupid, and stop comparing me to women."

Marco leaned forward, resting his hands on his waist.Ace's unfolded body has a soft texture unique to relaxation, and there are faint traces of dew and moisture on the skin.Marco thought, although he didn't know how much his heart had opened to him, but at least it was much better now than before, and the living body in front of him didn't seem to resist approaching.It is like a treasure hidden in the forest, attracting tourists from all walks of life.

He looked at Ace's slightly distracted eyes, and the feeling of hunger quietly overflowed in his heart again.

"Marco?" Ace rolled his black eyes and focused his gaze back on Marco.

Marko leans down, his left elbow pressed against Ace's ear, and pushes back a handful of hair from his eyes.His right hand slid along his bare waist all the way to his undulating abs.

"I didn't compare you to a woman." He ran his fingertips back and forth on Ace's well-defined muscles, and this obvious provocative behavior made the latter flush. "You're a man, but do you know the biggest difference?"

If the so-called flirting with Ace on the other side was a masterpiece of his own unconsciousness, then this time it was Marco's deliberate act.He has lived more than ten years longer than Ace, and he has an overwhelming advantage in this regard. More importantly, Ace is an out-and-out rookie.He might be good at kissing—with Ace's unrestrained style, Marko has reason to believe that he won't be the first person he kisses—but physical contact is another level.It represents the most intimate relationship with each other, and it turns the distance from a pure sense into a negative value.

Whether it is life experience or love, Ace needs to learn too much.If Marco was a good teacher, he'd give Ace a stack of books and paper, and guide him with all his patience.But obviously Marco is not a good teacher, he is just an ordinary pirate, no matter how good a pirate is, he will get carried away sometimes.

Ace was unprepared, he forgot to even breathe as Marco's hand touched his belly and groped down.It was as stiff as a piece of wood.

Marco leaned down and kissed his forehead.Fingertips touched the expected heat.

Thatch felt he was out of luck.He woke up in the morning with a splitting headache and aching all over his body.He didn't have nightmares, which is something to be happy about, but life always gives you a candy first and then a whip.For example, this time, when he rushed over with his father's words, he saw the first and second captains of their fleet hugging each other.It's a good thing their pants are still there, otherwise Thatch would have wanted to bang him to death.

"Your crew will cry when they see it, you two!" He stepped on Marco's back, and the latter stopped, turning livid and looking back at him.

"Why is it always you?" Marco said dissatisfiedly, "Did you count the time on purpose?"

He didn't intend to stand up, and maintained his original posture to compete with Sage.

"You think I would? You should be thankful that it was me who saw it. If it was from the second team, they would definitely rush over to fight you."

Thatch glanced at Ace, a stark shadow cast by a light beneath his wide eyes.This made Sage unable to see his expression clearly for a moment.

"Marco, get up." Ace finally said.Marco sighed and turned to let Ace sit up.The guy stared blankly for a moment, didn't say hello to Sach, but got up and walked away alone.

"He's angry." Thatch said, looking at Ace's figure. "Don't you think you've gone too far? I don't believe you are a dissatisfied person... Too much haste will backfire."

"I believe he's just shy...but it's too bad." Marco scratched the back of his head and said, his expression revealing a kind of confusion and uneasiness.This is a rare case, so Saatchi can tell at a glance. "I don't want to do it, but I always feel that I don't have enough time."

"Is yours or Ace's?" Sach smiled mockingly, "Don't think of yourself as so fragile, don't you think that if you don't put your thing up today, you won't have a chance tomorrow? And are you serious? Ace isn't one of those women you dumped, he's not kidding when he's crazy."

"You used the wrong word. It's not dumping, it's a friendly breakup. In addition, I never play with feelings like you, before and now."

"Then what are you afraid of? You have a lot of time to spend fooling around, what else is there to be afraid of?"

"I don't know." Marco bit his index finger phalanx lightly, and he stared into the distance, although there was nothing but weeds there. "I'm just a little worried, since last night. I always feel that if I accidentally lose him, I won't be able to find him by then, so stay together as much as possible. Who knows what the world will be like in the next moment? .”

"...Shut up your low-spirited sentiments for now. You just have love syndrome - simply put, you want to tie the person you like around your waist - so don't take it so seriously." Saatchi Said, "Love is like a storm. If you don't pay attention, you should be swept away. But you are still the captain of the first team. You have many things to do besides talking about love."

"Okay." Marco stood up, "Tell me about Dad's arrangement. It's better to be concise, I'm in a hurry."

Ace wandered aimlessly in the woods, walking for a long time without knowing it.The sky began to brighten, the morning mist quietly dissipated, and the sound of insects gradually weakened, replaced by the clear and melodious birdsong.The large animals were still sleeping soundly, and Ace occasionally saw their broad backs exposed, covered with hard armor.He also saw two rabbits scurrying past his feet, one pink, the other possibly gray, and beetles of various colors, resting on the uneven trunk, as long as there was a little The sound, they flew up together in a panic, and landed on another habitat.

Ace pays attention to everything that happens around him, even small sounds.

He tried his best to stuff this information into his mind, it would be best to fill it full, so that the brain would not have a little space to store what happened just now.

But the results frustrated him.

Marko's shadow appeared everywhere he noticed.The noisy jungle music entered his brain through his pinna, and was finally cut down to Marco's low breathing.And the temperature of his palm, in fact, Ace couldn't figure out whether it was the temperature of his palm was too high, or the reason why he almost burned himself, it was very hot, hot as hell.

He looked down at the tight crotch, and the heat that had finally receded seemed to surge out again.Of course, this situation is quite normal for any able-bodied male, but the question is who caused it.

Ace just wanted to bury his head in the deepest part of the icy water, to freeze his churning blood.

"I'm just an idiot," he said to himself, and then nodded his head in confirmation after a few seconds, "Obviously, Ace, you're a big idiot—what's wrong with you ?Dating is just kissing? Don't forget—”

But he couldn't take it anymore.He wanted to find a decent reason to taunt himself, to prove that he was a stupid idiot--just being stupid, there are a few things you can't get around, even if you know how to do it-but he will correct it.Just need to give him time.

Ace thinks he should know, but in fact he doesn't know at all.That's why he couldn't take it.He couldn't convince himself that it was an accidental mistake - he was sensitive to physical contact, but not in a good way.Instead, he was terrified the moment Marco touched him.The feeling was the same as when he encountered a storm on his first voyage, and he was thrown at sea alone, panicked and helpless in the face of an unknown future.

Both mean strange temptations to him.I want to explore but I am afraid of being smashed to pieces.

Ace sighed, and a cool breeze blew across his face, waking him up quite a bit.

He came to a small sloping field overgrown with thorns, where shriveled small yellow flowers were still sparsely growing.He glanced inside a few times, and his ears accurately caught the looming sound of running water.

Just as he was hesitating whether it would be better to wash his face, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

It's Marshall Titch.

Marco counted the personnel together with Vista.For this matter, they have to thank Harta, who has been in a state of so-called deliriousness. Just when they were fighting colorfully next door, the little captain had already woken up early, and together with Vista, the scattered crew gather together.Now he has a swollen head and is arguing with Yi Zang.

Except for the crew members who were determined not to get off the ship, it was barely considered neatly staffed.A few unlucky fellows ran into Chas Parker, who was going crazy at night, and were injured somewhat, but not too seriously.

Marco counted several times, but still did not find Ace.He wasn't worried about what would happen to him, he just wondered if the guy was just being shy and taking so long to not show up—in some ways, Marco overestimated Ace's ability to bear it.There are some things that will always make a big difference in the age gap.

Dad doesn't care about anything.From the counting of the number of people, the banquet has already started on the old man's side. Harta called this the morning awakening journey.

"It's great, it's great, it's great." Dad laughed, pounding his leg, and shouted at Marco, who was trying to get away, "Did you tell them? We have to stay here Two days, which fool has not realized the meaning of this island, better hurry up."

"Didn't you say that you can only stay for one day at most? Why did you change it to two days?" Marco stopped.Everyone focused on him. Although the time was short, it always made him a little guilty.His mind is not on them at all, which is the complete opposite of the former team leader who advocated discipline.

"Did I say one day? Then I changed my words. It's two days. There are still many interesting places on this island. You need to spend more time studying it."

"Don't make it so easy, old man. You said yesterday that nothing will happen." Marco relaxed his tone, so as not to let them see that he wanted to escape, it's best to pretend that nothing happened, " If you still want to leave us here for two days, then you'd better tell me everything you know about this island, what's dangerous about it, and those hallucinations, those smells, those fluorescent lights... "

"What fluorescence? Marco, what are you talking about?" Halta looked at him strangely, and Marco saw Sage next to him make a face with a gloating expression.The eyes of the crew were drawn to him again.

"This..." Marco took two steps back, his forehead started to jump up.

"Ku la la la, it seems that you know everything, then you come and tell them. For our safety—" the old man put down the wine bottle and said happily, "I'm counting on you, Captain One !"

For the first time in his life, Marco had the illusion of being put together.

"Ace isn't there?" Yizang raised his head and asked.Sage sat next to him with a bottle of wine, and he looked at Marco, who was busy explaining to the team members. The guy's face had probably turned green by now.

"Don't worry about him. I'm more concerned about where that bastard Diqi is going than him." Since the morning, he has been looking for Marshall Diqi consciously or unconsciously. He feels like a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder , the more you hate it, the more you care.

"You don't like him?" Yizang asked.

"Yes, I don't like it very much." Saqi took a sip of his wine and handed the bottle to Yizang. "I didn't think he was a good person before, but suddenly I don't like him."

"He won't do anything to you." Yizang pushed the wine bottle back. He doesn't like drinking in the morning, and revelry should be a drama at night.But Sage seemed to be on the verge of getting drunk again.He leaned his head on Yizang's shoulder and said suddenly, "Why don't we go for a walk first."

He said "we," and everyone around them listened intently to Marco.Yizang frowned and said, "The two of us?"

"Yes, anyway, we all know what he said, let the idiots continue to take notes, we should stay away and have fun."

The unique scent on his body penetrated Yizang's nose, making him sneeze uncontrollably.Too thick, too thick to be normal.

Marco talked until his throat was dry, and finally finished what he had to say.He carefully watched the expressions of the team members. They went from being indifferent at the beginning to being attracted, then surprised, and finally they showed excited expressions eager to try.Marco breathed a sigh of relief, his task was successfully completed.He calmly ran to the players in the outer circle and drank some water, trying to sneak away from the side.

"Marco."

He wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, it was the first time in his life that he hated hearing his name so much.But he had to turn back—because it was Dad who called him.

"Where are you going, my son?" Dad asked gently.

"I have to go over there to see...that's over there." Marco replied bravely.It was the only deceit he ever did, but he swore to himself, just this once.The next is not an example.

"there?"

Dad looked at the barren forest he was pointing at, and didn't think there was anything good to go there.He said: "I was going to ask you to come over to our ship and have a look, after all you don't like the island—"

"No, I like it." Marco said hastily, perhaps realizing that this was not in line with his previous performance, he added "—at least it feels good now."

"Koo la la la, you've changed a little boy." Dad said with a wave of his hand. "Go ahead, I'm glad you found something you like."

"He looks weird," Vista said to Harta.They have been standing by the father's side all the time, and they have seen all of Marco's performance. "And he went in a different direction than he said."

"It's basically two opposite directions." Harta said, "Don't you think his expression is very similar to that of Sage? Sage always looks like this, like a thief, especially Alina who went to see him when."

Bista looked at Harta's round face in surprise. He has always been the most mature among several captains—so he doesn't know much about the group of guys who only show off all day long—he has never I've heard the name Alina before.

"Who is Alina?" he asked.Harta tapped his chin with his index finger, trying to express this mysterious man in the words that best suited his image.

"It's Sage's favorite person, but we haven't seen her. Because she only exists in Sage's dream." Harta said, his last sentence seemed a bit hesitant, "You can...well, call her dream lover."

Saqi took Yizang and quickly left their temporary stronghold.He didn't say where he was going, but just kept urging Yizang to follow.He also took away several bottles of wine, and the bottles of wine collided with each other at his waist, making a dull sound like drumming.

They quickly entered the woods not far away. The terrain here was slightly higher than their stronghold. The green grass extending from the flat ground of the stronghold gradually disappeared, replaced by bare yellow mud and hard sand and stones.There are tall ferns that can't see the top, and wild roses crowded together to show off.They tried to walk on as flat a terrain as possible, and the loud chirping of birds echoed in the woods, making the woods appear more open and quiet.

Thatch was sniffing all the way, like a large dog earnestly looking for food.Yizang yawned and followed behind him, watching him poke into the thorn bushes for a while, and lie down on the dewy moss for a while.

He never said what he was looking for, and finally Yizang couldn't help asking: "What are you looking for?"

Sachi threw himself into a large clump of Selaginella as if he had discovered some treasure, and Yizang waited patiently for him.His butt shaking outside reminds Yizang of those big domestic dogs, but he doesn't have that fluffy tail.

When he emerged, his face was covered in spores from selaginella.He raised his hand to show Yizang what he had in his hand, a handful of withered yellow weeds.

"Today, Fossa said that I was lucky. It seems that he was right."

"what is this?"

Yizang took the handful of grass and looked left and right to see if there was anything special about it.

"You should bite the root." Sage said, he took back a small root, rubbed it on his clothes casually, and bit the root of the grass in one bite.Yizang thought that he must have gone crazy because of hunger.But Sage didn't eat it, he just bit off the root.He handed the bitten grass root to Yizang.

"This thing is called vetiver, and the essential oil extracted from it can keep your mind awake at all times. If you carry a bottle of this with you, you can roll on Chaspark without any problem. All of the island's Everything has its principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint." He stepped across the saginella bushes in front of him, and peeled off a large piece of bark from the trunk of an inconspicuous small tree hidden among the fern trees. "and this."

Yizang put the root of the vetiver under his nose and smelled it. There was only the smell of earth and a faint smell of smoke.He catches the bark thrown by Thatch, sticky like a lump of congealed snot.

"Don't look like that, good things often don't look as good as you think."

"What is this disgusting thing?" Yizang changed it from his left hand to his right hand, and from his right hand to his left hand in disgust, feeling uncomfortable in any place.

"Su Hexiang. It's most suitable for people like you who are always nervous... Oh, yes, it is said that it also has aphrodisiac ingredients."

"I'm not interested in these. Why do you and Marco like giving biology lessons so much?" He threw back all the grass and bark in his hand to Sage. "This kind of thing is only suitable for uncles like you."

But Thatch tucked the contents into his hidden pockets and prevented him from throwing them out.

"Who made you idiots not like to study." His self-important image swelled up in Yizang's heart several times, and he couldn't help but want to give him a punch. "In order to prevent your mind from being controlled by those corpse flowers again, you'd better take them with you before you leave the island, and the more you bring, the better. Not only you, but other crew members have to find these to prevent them from being recruited." , The animals and plants on this island have developed the ability to adapt to the environment in order to survive, as long as we stand on the right side and make good use of resources, everything can be easily solved."

"You said just now that it has aphrodisiac ingredients." Yizang sniffed his palm, and there was indeed a fresh fragrance. "What if I smell too much and have an attack?"

"It's okay, I'll help." Sach said with a smile.Yizang raised his eyebrows, poked Sachi's chest with his fingers, and leaned closer and said, "I understand, this is how you abduct girls into bed? It really fits your obscene character. And I can't tell you And other special hobbies."

They were about the same height, and now they were a little closer, and the way they looked at each other reminded Thatch of the first time they met many years ago.

Time has turned back, and those two domineering young men have lost most of their edge now.But Yizang's grumpy eyes never changed.

Sach raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Isn't this great? It's convenient and fast, and I'm skilled, so they all like it." He moved closer to Yizang's ear, and said in a low voice, "Since We have it ready-made, so would you like to try it?"

He raised his hands to stir to hide a few long hairs that fell by his ears, and then slowly wrapped them behind Yi Zang's ears.

"Scent is the most deceptive thing, and women are easily carried away by scent," Saatchi said. "It's a rule of thumb, man, and men are no exception."

"You megalomaniac." Yizang sneered. "If I were a woman, I would never have a crush on you." He saw Sach's movements unnaturally paused, "I will never accept your pursuit."

"What if?" Sage asked.His eyes blinked, and he looked like he was planning something bad.

Yizang pushed him away, raised his head and said, "Of course it is, do you think it will come true?"

They pushed and shoved and walked for a while.Yizang felt that it would be too delicate to continue the topic just now, so he wanted to change the topic.But Thatch spoke up early.

"Yizang, let's not talk about what if. If you are really a woman, how long do you think it will take for me to catch up with you, provided that I don't use any scent that promotes lust."

Yizang didn't think he was joking.In fact, he's been a little—too seriously.Well, he stopped, thought about it seriously, and finally said: "Ten years. The shortest is ten years."

"Then how many years will it take for you as a man to catch up with you?"

"Why are you asking this question with a serious face?" Yizang felt very uncomfortable, which was caused by Sa Qi.He seemed to have planned to steer their conversation in this direction from the very beginning.This is simply not normal, Yi Zang thinks he is a real man, although he likes to wear makeup.So was Sage, who was a notorious playboy.In terms of orientation, he doesn't think there will be a difference between them. "Don't be kidding, Thatch. You know I don't like this."

"Answer me first." Sach said quietly.His eyes were calm and calm in the air, and there was no trace of panic, which gave Yizang a strange feeling—as if such a candid look made his problem more ordinary.

"Okay, let me think about it." He looked away and answered uncertainly after a long time. "Twenty years." He said hesitantly, "I think... about this period."

Thatch was relieved.

"It's a good thing you didn't say forever." He said lightly, "There is a deadline to prove that I still have a chance."

"What on earth do you want to do? Do you understand what you're talking about?" Yizang was dumbfounded. He had experienced many things, but none of them made him feel more unbelievable and unacceptable than now.He was too familiar with Thatch to ever pay attention to what he said—he had always been that image, amorous and deeply unprincipled.He only needs to listen to half of what he has to say, and sometimes not even half of it.So such a serious Sage looks unreal, and Yizang realizes that he almost doesn't recognize him.

They have always been best buddies and brothers.But for him to tell you today—hey buddy, I'm in love with you and I'm going after you—it's ridiculous.

Yizang thought he could yell and curse, just like he usually does.But in fact, apart from that question, he couldn't say anything else.His cheeks were faintly hot.

"Of course I know. That's why I thought about it. You should be able to feel how serious I am."

"You must be crazy... Where's your Alina? What about her? You must be crazy!" He thought of the girl Sage had often mentioned in front of them, and he told in creepy tones how much she was. The beautiful appearance is still vivid.Black hair, red lips like blood - Yizang swallowed his saliva.His thoughts were in a mess, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to beat him up or run away.

"Oh, you can call her a substitute for the distressed uncle's confusion for a while—especially at night, that kind of feeling is very difficult." He spread his hands, not thinking that there was nothing to say, "She's not exactly a woman, It's just that I think it's more acceptable to be a woman in front of you. Whenever I get restless, I always have to think of something to distract myself from you—"

"enough!"

Yizang couldn't help shouting loudly and stopped him.Sage glanced at him, his expression calm and composed.He had anticipated this situation, so he was ready for everything.Yizang's face turned blue, his breathing was short of breath, maybe in the next second his fist should have landed on Sage's face.

"……enough."

But he didn't do anything, just repeated this sentence, and his somewhat low voice made these two words reveal serious fatigue.Sage tapped his forehead with his index finger, and didn't say any more.In fact, there is no need to say much, what he wants to express is already clear enough, and the rest can only be left to develop.They all came to a halt on the path, and neither of them moved.It took a long time—they thought it was—but actually a very short time before Yi Zang spoke.

His voice was hoarse than before, and more heavy and helpless.He didn't meet Sage's eyes, just looked down at the sand under his feet, and said, "Why do you have to say it, it's so ridiculous."

"What's so funny about that?"

"You're going to mess things up, mine, and yours."

Thatch sighed softly. He almost never does such lifeless things, but now the situation is different.

Love is like a storm.This sentence that he didn't know where he heard came to his mind. Not long ago, he said this sentence to Marco.Will burn the brain out and turn a shrewd pirate into a blushing fool.But is he in love?He touched his face, without that annoying heat - blushing only belongs to everyone who is really in love, regardless of gender or orientation.

He can't even touch the side of love, he can only be regarded as a secret love.Now the secret love has become a clear love, but after taking it out, the other party fell to the ground with a bang, and stepped on it several times.

He felt that his life had never been such a failure.

"Can't you bear it any longer?" Yizang said in a low voice.

"When will you endure it? Could it be that you will accept this kind of thing after a few more years of endurance?" Saqi spread his hands and said, "Even if it takes another ten years, you will still say the same thing. It's not a matter of time."

"Then you forget about it!" Yizang raised his head abruptly, "Forget about it completely, just pretend it never happened—and now don't we also have nothing happened? I just pretend I can't hear what you said, just pretend As if nothing had happened."

His tone was quick, as nervous as he was trying to get rid of something disgusting.Thatch shook his head, and he returned to his smile, even though it seemed comical.

"I have worked hard for ten years to hide." He said with a smile, "but I can't."

Time is running out - Thatch recalls Marko's words.The strange thing is that this obviously has nothing to do with me, but at this moment I can clearly feel the sense of urgency involved.In the past, it should be said that it was only two days ago, if he was asked to say those things to Yi Zang, even he himself would not be able to accept it, and he didn't want to lose the brotherhood of more than ten years so quickly.He seemed to be tied to a rope, and a time bomb was tied to the front end of the rope.