[Comprehensive] Egg-laying is a philosophy

The girl is jumping between the roofs, her sea-blue curly hair looks like the waves of the land against the lights, and she is as free as the sea.

There were floats and turbulent crowds in the distance, and the lively night of the parade had nothing to do with her. Now Xi'an's task was to go to the port to watch over the ship. The guy who escaped from the twins had to wait quietly until the celebration banquet was over anyway.

No one can cause trouble on Kishima, neither navy nor pirates.

This idea became more firm after seeing the famous great staff officer, Ms. He.

She stood in front of this older woman who was not wearing a uniform, "I have long admired your name, Mrs. Tsuru, I am Xi'an from the Twelve Vine of Kinashima, please forgive me for being rude, there is still a celebration here, I am afraid the navy will give it to the island owner With this face, leave quietly."

Although she is a young junior, she is neither humble nor overbearing in front of the crane, and she is not afraid of such a strong person. She has no fear, which is the confidence given by the island owner.

Facing this little friend, He gently praised, "I remember that you are called Xi'an, the youngest of the twelve vines, you are really outstanding, and the Lord is very good at choosing people."

She didn't lie, but Xi An immediately twitched and touched the back of her head, "You're absurd..."

She said politely, "Ms. He's valiant and heroic demeanor on the battlefield is also a role model for my generation."

Crane talked about the business, "Xian, this time I want to meet with your island owner, a private meeting, please don't treat me as a navy, and we can talk about work after we leave."

"In that case..." Xi'an nodded in embarrassment, "Then I can take you to see the island owner, but I need someone to guard this Don Quixote family's ship."

The woman made a gesture, and her subordinates lined up. He said to her, "I believe the navy will be a reliable choice."

Several figures left.

Diamanti looked at the group of marines surrounding the ship with a gloomy face, and he must not act rashly. He took out his phone bug and told Jorah and Senior about the situation.

They split into two groups, thinking that if it didn't work, they could simply grab a ship on the skirt island and forget it.

The result is now this bad state.

Somewhere in the corner, the phone bug rang at the same time.

At the time of the banquet, the goddess Baoge stole the limelight tonight.

Men and women gathered around her, constantly saying compliments and invitations. Hecate was at a loss for this situation, but he couldn't see it on his face.

Based on Brother Ming's understanding of her at this stage, the calmer his expression, the more flustered he is.

In the scene where the stars are holding the moon, the glamorous and beautiful beauty standing there seems to blend in, but she is actually a fool who doesn't think about anything except food and marriage. No one knows better than Brother Ming.

Holding two glasses of wine, he walked into the crowd and said bluntly, "Don't you have eyes?"

In the atmosphere of laughter and laughter, this sentence was like pouring a basin of cold water. Everyone looked at him in embarrassment. The blond man took a sip of wine, and then spit it out to everyone in an extremely childish manner!

Everyone dispersed to avoid him, looking at him like a psychopath, but Hecate and Brother Ming laughed together, and the two leaned close to each other, very intimate.

He bowed his head to kiss the woman, she embraced him passionately, Brother Ming responded to every gaze provocatively.

The man's possessiveness towards her was not concealed at all on this occasion.

Someone muttered, "What a madman..."

In the next second, he suddenly fell down on the dining table, and pushed his head into the hot thick soup to roll, and the people in the company couldn't pull it back.

Brother Ming bent his fingers slightly and snapped his fingers. He laughed at this man, "You're still talking nonsense around other people's fiancee, this time there's nothing to say~"

There was silence around Hecate.

She put her arms around Brother Ming's waist, "I find it very enjoyable to be with you."

"How to say?"

Hecate complained, "I was hungry at first, and I wanted to finish eating early and go back to bed early, but people kept talking to me, and I didn't hear what they said."

Brother Ming thought that there was nothing to care about the unknown, so he just said, "Let's sleep together at night, we may not spend the night in Skirt Island."

"Huh? Are we leaving?" the woman asked him.

He smiled and said, "Anyway, things are done, let's go home and have a baby."

Molong nodded solemnly, "Yes."

The villainous couple swaggered to the dining table, and they sat on the table. Brother Ming chose a comfortable but eye-catching squatting position, and watched her sitting there with her long legs touching the ground.

The voracious eating appearance, the ferocious man completely occupied the dining table, and no one approached the dining table in a radius of ten miles.

The one who broke this scene was the island owner. With his chubby body supported by a cane, he walked up to them accompanied by Ang, and looked up and down at Doflamingo. look away.

He had heard all about it from Ang, and he had met Lieutenant General He just now, and he didn't have a good impression of this insidious and bad second-year middle school youth, let alone Hai Hooligan who beat his family's Xiaomei, which was really bad.

He said to Hecate, "Son, I have something for you, come with me to the study."

Hecate stood up, just about to lift his skirt to wipe his mouth.

"Stop--!!!" The island owner quickly stopped and shouted.

He pulled the corner of the skirt and gently protected the skirt, "This is a masterpiece that I have spent my whole life working on, what are you going to do with it?!"

"Wipe, wipe your mouth..." Molong said innocently.

The island owner took out his handkerchief, and the old gentleman tried to adjust his breathing, "Use this, put it down!"

The silver-haired woman wiped her mouth with a handkerchief a little ashamed, then turned around and asked Brother Ming, "Together?"

But he was yelled at by the island owner, "If you ask him to come, I will show you to death!"

Hecate: ...

"Then Dolphin will wait for me here."

Brother Ming couldn't see that he was unhappy, he smiled and waved to her, "I will miss you, dear~"

The island owner staggered for a moment. This disgusting guy...is he showing off his ownership in front of him?childish.

This alone was not enough, the blond man stood on the table and shouted to the group of people going away, "I'll wait for you on the bed~"

Has he no shame?The island owner speeded up and left.

When he came to the study, the island owner dug out a bunch of things, carrying a small bundle, and winked at Hecate. The woman didn't understand, so the island owner gave her a disdainful look, and touched the hanging picture on the wall with his crutches. Hecate was amazed when he opened the secret door.

The old man muttered, "I don't even understand asking you to open the door for me, I deserve to be cheated."

Hecate tilted his head, "Who lied to me?"

"Your fiancé, who is that!"

The island owner began to make a long speech, "Do you know how many weapons will be produced after selling the weapon map? That is the premise of war. This guy is completely a demon king, a born villain."

The silver-haired woman bowed her head obediently, "Duo Fei may not know..."

He was so gentle, and he would help her save her friends and liberate many slaves, it must be a misunderstanding.

The old man sighed deeply, "Why do you trust him so much? Did he do anything to you?"

She held her face shyly and fell into the pink bubbles, "It's just that you are very kind to me ~ like taking me to eat delicious food, always praising me, and helping my friends..."

Hecate Xingxing stared at the island owner, "And as long as I'm by his side, I don't feel lonely anymore!"

That's it?Bed partner chant.

The well-informed island owner rolled his eyes, then it's nothing, and he will ask someone to pass a message to He later.

He took off his glasses and began to wipe them, "Anyway, as long as you are happy, you won't suffer any big losses with your ability."

If even the immortal ancient mythical beasts could be killed by Hai Hooligans, then he believed that this scourge could become a great cause, but obviously not, at most he was just a crazy boy jumping up and down, and he didn't have the strength to turn the world upside down.

"As a fiancé, Dophy is really good, so don't worry~"

After Hecate finished speaking, the old man sprayed, "Are you still going to marry him?!"

Are you out of your mind? ! !

Hai Hooligan, a man who wears such a fancy pink mink, his hair is tasteless, and his suit is okay, but that sitting posture immediately destroys his temperament, and that expression, don't you know that just laughing is also a kind of facial paralysis?

The island owner thought of Crane's visit, so he specifically asked him to persuade him objectively as a stranger, because the magic dragon probably doesn't listen to the navy's words now...

The old man is obliged to step forward, and it is his dream to let every beautiful girl get a happy final destination!

—“I do not agree to this marriage.”

Looking at the island owner's firm expression, Molong fell into distress, "I like him very much, can't I?"

"...Do you understand what liking is?" The island owner asked her with the mentality of trying it out.

The woman smiled and said, "I'm very happy with Dophy, that's what I like."

Speechless.

The most important thing in a relationship is that two people are happy together, and the wise and foolish magic dragon got to the point directly.

The old man leaned on the back of the chair and said weakly, "You just want to be happy..."

He felt that he couldn't continue this topic, and began to take out a piece of paper from the box to show Hecate, "This is the design drawing I drew. I heard from Qin that you really want to get married. This dress is not bad for your wedding dress." It’s quite worthy.”

The tone was a little arrogant, he handed it to Hecate, and the woman looked at the picture excitedly, "It's so beautiful! I will cherish it."

"However, I don't have a chance to see you put it on. I'm probably dying."

The sound of sighing reached Molong's heart, she held the picture in her hand, raised her head in a panic, "Why?"

The island owner looked at her, and didn't want to say such a sad thing, so he changed the subject, "I always think about regrets recently, I have been looking for my son's whereabouts since I went to sea, and I have found nothing for so many years, but there are still a group of lovely Disciple, looking at the past at the end of life is not considered sad."

He took out his collection of photo albums and pointed at them one by one.

There is Xiaomei from more than ten years ago, wearing a kimono and taking a photo under the cherry tree.

The young Qin held up her first design drawing, smiled and compared V to the camera.

Holding the sword, Ang stood respectfully behind the island owner. At that time, the island owner was still young, and Ang's expression was a little relaxed.

There was Xi'an, the waiter who led the way, and some other people from the Twelve Canes that Hecate didn't know. They stayed by the island owner's side as the years passed, just like family members.

The last page of the album is the oldest photo - a family portrait of the island owner holding his one-year-old son and his wife when he was 30 years old.

"It's been a long time since my lover passed away. I'm really looking forward to seeing her." He smiled like a boy, and sighed, "I'm such a bad old man now, she must still be so beautiful, I don't know if her temper has changed."

Hecate pointed to the island owner's face, "Is this you?"

A strong man with dark skin, serious and majestic, sitting there, is not at all like the fat and round old man with senile white spots on his face, "It's just like someone I know, and Brother Xiao They are exactly the same length."

"Xiao?" The island owner repeated the name in surprise, "Is he also called Xiao?"

This is what he used to... wait, could it be said!

"You said he looks exactly like me?"

"Well," Hecate nodded, "He also gave me a donut embroidered pillow, which he made by himself. Speaking of which, your hobbies are similar."

She talked about Xiao Xiao's dream, and then about the current situation.

The old man was dazed, "Really..." He smiled in relief, "Is that so..."

After thinking about it, the island owner asked again, "How old is he?"

"I'm in my 20s, I don't remember exactly." Hecate asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to see him?"

The old man smiled, "Of course, he is probably my grandson."

"Eh?!" The woman was shocked, and immediately took his hand to prepare to go, but she found him by mistake, "Then I'll take you there! It's at Shampoo—"

The island owner spat out a mouthful of blood, and calmly wiped it off in front of Hecate, "No, I'm afraid it's too late."

The magic dragon put down his hand weakly, and she asked tremblingly, "Are you going to die?"

The old man nodded, "help me call Ang and the others to come in."

The silver-haired woman sat on the little stool by the bed with tears in her eyes. She hated death.

This always made her lose important people, and the owner of her new friend was the same.

Seeing her sad look, the old man told her leisurely that his real name was Xiao, and since his son had chosen this name for his grandson, he probably wanted to find him too, but he missed it by accident.

That way there would be no regrets, and that would suffice if their respective adventures were not carried with hatred.

Although he could accept his own death, so could these disciples, but Hecate seemed to have a knot in his heart.

It may be because the old man rejected the magic scale.

He asked, "Hecate, do you hate preaching?"

The woman shook her head, "I hope someone will tell me the answer."

The island owner smiled, covering her head with warm hands, like an ordinary old man, kind and gentle.

He said: "Why do people die, why is there a limit to life, what will become after death, to be honest, I used to find these questions very boring, but now it is really time to end, so I have been thinking about it."

"What is death?"

The magic dragon thought painfully, death is leaving behind people who are distraught, and their hearts are empty.

If it is the process of birth, old age, sickness and death, you will feel that time is cruel; if it is accidental and malicious, you will hate and want revenge.

The old man touched her hand, "Do you want me, a dying person, to tell you? The client's feelings."

How does the person... feel?She pulled away from her emotions and entered another state of mind following the words of the old man.

"You close your eyes, but you can't open them again. Maybe it's sudden, maybe it's already prepared. For you, tomorrow is the most distant day, and everything ends in darkness. People are dead now, and the people who were alive Everything is saying goodbye to him."

"How you die is also important. Whether it is full of regrets or burning with dreams and hopes is up to you."

"We pursue the meaning and value of life, we want to realize our dreams, and seek recognition of status. This is one of the meanings, but it is not the whole. Some people would like to keep the person who left first? Let him accompany you again, but that is What he wished for?"

The old man explained her honestly, "Living forever is a very boring thing. If there is no one to accompany, then a long life is also torture."

"Life and death complement each other to form a complete cycle of life."

"Death is not the end, the end of this life is the beginning of the next life."

"Eternity is meaningless, but I look forward to recurring encounters."

"As long as we are at sea, we will meet again one day."

Whether it is a dead person or a lonely soul still wandering in the world, we will meet again one day. Let's talk about the later stories at that time.

"In life, you will never be alone. As long as someone is with you, don't care how bad the ending song is. Listen to it happily and then go your separate ways!"

Hecate accompanied the old man, and after listening to the record, the gramophone creaked and the time passed quickly. Shuanghua, Twelve Vine, and even the medical staff and waiters who had been with him for a long time stood silently. in place.

This not-so-spacious room was filled with love.

The flowers are gone.

The subsequent burial process was very simple. According to his request, he was burned to ashes and buried at sea, allowing him to go to more places, and maybe he would see a mermaid in the deep sea.

Before sunrise, the familiar islanders all put on their clothes and looked strangely at the bursts of fireworks in the gray-blue sky.

This is also the request of the island owner. Like a banquet, there will never be any grief, just a farewell.

Although this is the owner of Skirt Island, the most mysterious figure on the great sea route, who is respected and feared by countless people, has saved countless war orphans, and made them a home. He has military capabilities that make the navy dare not act rashly, but he has never used it on his own. Selfish desires.

When dealing with the weak, he gave them a home, devoted himself to nurturing them, and made them healthy and have dreams; when dealing with the wicked, he used violence to control violence, but prevented irrelevant deaths and injuries from increasing.

Lord, the owner of Skirt Island, a guardian and hero, no one knows his name, he hides in a corner, guarding a piece of pure land in troubled times.

He died in one night, completed all regrets, and closed his eyes peacefully with his disciples.

Hecate almost cried so much that he couldn't walk, but Brother Ming didn't feel anything. He hugged her horizontally with both hands, thinking about whether Shuanghua could take over Qunshima, whether he would still have such strength, and the power map would definitely have something to do with it The change... is dead?Of course people are going to die, what's the matter.

When a person dies, it's like water disappearing into the sea. It's an ordinary thing. Is there anything to be sad about?

The dragon's eyes were red, and even the tip of her nose was red. Her skin was already fair, and anger and sadness would make her stained.

At this time, Brother Ming, who is the fiance, should go to comfort her and say some enlightening words, but unfortunately he didn't.

Because he couldn't understand Hecate's genuine sadness.

The blond man looked at the crowd impatiently, he just wanted to know when he could leave, and if he didn't, the crane would come to catch him.

Then... for a short moment, I wanted to ask her again, if I die, will you be so sad?

You will, but it's not just me.

Because you care about all the miseries in the world, you yearn for justice and freedom, and you care about the beauty of human nature. You are a good person, but I am not.

A good person will fall in love with a good person, and a bad person will always be a bad person. This is an iron rule.

If I want you to look at me all the time, I have to hide the murderous knife and innocent blood behind me all the time.

I know you don't like me.

Jealousy, irritability, anger, all kinds of emotions couldn't dissipate in his heart.

So your kindness is superfluous and disgusting.

The man approached her, nibbled her earlobe, and whispered, "Hecate, let's go."

Molong wiped away tears, watched Ang scatter the ashes into the sea, she hugged the man's neck tightly, parting was still unacceptable, so she didn't speak, and followed Dophy away.

Brother Ming didn't comfort her, but slowly approached her, exchanging a gentle kiss in the light of the sunrise, the woman could only see him, and he smiled with satisfaction.

I will teach you slowly by your side, quickly become me.

Stay with me completely.

To Be Continued.

The author has something to say: their brain circuits are in the same place but they have never thought of the same thing...

Today's details will be written tomorrow. Oh, the night of Kishima is not over yet.