Qingping

If this is an old nest, then at least one bird has more architectural talent than Calgat.On this hidden island, Calgat's so-called lair is a small army green tent.After disembarking the white-haired eagle, Calgat didn't keep him, and directly blasted him out, and then dragged the coolie's hand carelessly into the tent.

Fortunately, the area of ​​this tent is not small, but there are many things inside, there are all kinds of strange things, there are dolls that can sing, crystal balls that can shine, pans that can make corners, etc., all kinds of things. There are all kinds of strange things.

The coolie didn't understand why Kargat brought him here, but he chose to keep silent, and didn't enter the tent, but sat down on a tree trunk outside the tent.Let Calgat rummage through boxes and cabinets inside and make a 'ping-pong clang' sound.After waiting for a long time, Calgat came out, but this time the coolie probably guessed what he was going to do, because besides some messy things, Calgat was also holding his hand. The old prosthetic hand.

"Come on, stretch out your hand." Calgat threw all the things in front of the coolie with a 'crash', then took the severed arm that the coolie stretched out, and spliced ​​it together with his original artificial limb. "It's not very suitable," Calgat frowned, "Is this prosthetic limb very inflexible?"

The coolie nodded. It wasn't inflexible at all. This artificial hand was useless at all except for holding things and palms.If it weren't for the need to use him to scrub the deck, coolies might not have used it long ago.

Calgat smiled, handed him a pan, and handed him a lot of dry food, water, bacon, etc., and said: "If you are hungry, you can cook and eat, and find some firewood to start a fire. Cooking, maybe I will do other things for a while." After speaking, he sat there, lowered his head, and started to modify the wooden prosthesis with a knife.

The coolie sat there in a daze for a long time before he went out to look for firewood in silence. After a while he came back with the firewood in his arms, and looked at the sky that it was already afternoon.Since yesterday, he hadn't eaten any rice. His chest was already hungry and his back was stuck to his back, so he didn't care so much. He directly lit the fire, set up the pan, put in water and dry food, and the bacon was ready to be stewed in a pot. Come to a hodgepodge.

When the smell of food started to come out of the pot, the coolie went over to fill two bowls with the wooden bowls he had prepared earlier, and just turned around to pass them to Kargat, only to find that he was still there with his head down, but he was not correcting , but the wooden prosthesis has been completely hollowed out.After thinking for a while, the coolie put his share in front of him.

"Oh." Calgat finally realized that he didn't take the bowl, but said, "If you're sleepy, go into the tent, there's a bed inside." He continued to do his work without raising his head, This made the coolie feel a little uncomfortable.

Just now there was one person who could listen to his words and pay attention to everything about him, but now he disappeared completely again.Loneliness once again stood on the high ground in his heart.The coolie came to the tent very quietly, and seeing everything that had been turned upside down, he became disturbed. He lay on the bed on the ground, and used his own arm as a pillow, curling the words into a small piece.

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The coldness of the seaside at night cannot be ignored. The coolie huddled himself into a ball as much as possible, but he couldn't resist the cold until his face turned blue in his sleep and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably. A warm The man fell asleep against his back.With a warm embrace and a quilt, the coolie couldn't help turning over, injecting himself deeply into this intoxicating warmth.

Early the next morning, a surprise awaited him.

Because in front of him is a metal hand, small and flexible, the size of a real hand, not only that, when Kargat bumped into this fake hand for him, with his thoughts, the muscles trembled, this One hand could make the movement he wanted... At that moment, the coolie suddenly cried.

A big man cried in front of a young man who was much younger than him. He covered his face and sat on the dry tree trunk, crying silently for a while, then wiped away his tears and said nothing.Calgat squatted in front of him like a fawning cat, and didn't bother him, but when he finished crying and raised his head, he hugged him gently, and then carefully kissed his face and forehead .