Sleep in the Caribbean

The sea breeze and the sweet scent of rum mixed in it,

Hearing the hustle and bustle there and the sound of the blue sea lapping on the shore,

I saw my black pearl, my JACK, standing on the bow facing the sea wind, sailing towards freedom fearlessly.

Extra:

People often don't remember how dreams start, referring to the process of remembering.

Before you know it, you are already in a dream.

which is true,

You have the answer in your heart.

At this moment, our black-haired lady is climbing up from the neatly shaved lawn in a neat black dress.

She rubbed her head and instinctively sorted out her situation.

But nothing.

She felt that it was a little familiar, but she didn't care. She just felt that the lawn was so neatly organized that it hurt her hands.

The surrounding environment is very white.Yes, very white and hardly any other colors.

The black-haired lady stared at these uniformly colored flowers and trees in amazement.

At this moment, she looks very abrupt in this environment, with a strong contrast, it seems that only her skin color is suitable for this place.

"Wang Wang!!"

Perhaps too abruptly, her appearance caught the attention of the keen hounds.The hound, which seemed too loyal, barked at her, not as a threat, as if it was just calling for someone to come.

The black-haired lady wasn't afraid, but she was very interested in it, maybe she was a girl who liked small animals.

"Oh honey~ what's the matter~"

At the corner, an extremely gorgeous woman who blends in well with the environment, trots towards her like a white butterfly, her gracefully swinging arms seem to be expecting the support of others.

Seeing the conspicuous black girl, she slightly parted her bright red lips to express surprise, but immediately smiled calmly.

"Hello, pretty girl~Where are you from?~" But the inadvertent movement of flicking her long white hair still revealed her vigilance.

The dark-haired girl understood.

"You... hello," she tried to be as polite as possible in front of this noble woman, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry Ma'am, I think I strayed here by mistake," she hesitated, feeling that the white person had Goodwill, this looks like her territory again.He still intends to trust this woman.

"I can't remember where I came from. I don't know where this is"

"Oh," she seemed to be a little bit cold about the title "Mrs." She frowned her delicate brows in displeasure, but quickly turned into an elegant and pleasant expression, "That's a pity, poor girl, I I think I should introduce myself~" She showed herself, "I am the White Queen, and this is my backyard."

"ANDYOU?" The White Queen didn't say this, but just signaled her to continue with her expression.

The black-haired girl was a little surprised that the one in front of her turned out to be a queen. After thinking about it, indeed, both the posture and the color were very consistent.

But she hesitated again.

"This girl doesn't know anything about herself." The hound who had been lying on the side suddenly opened the mouth and startled the girl again. She wondered in surprise, could dogs be able to talk?

"Shh..." The White Queen signaled the hound to shut up, gestured slightly with her fingers to indicate that this was too rude, then patiently tested the girl, and finally asked the question just to show her upbringing,

"your name?"

Facing the thoughtfulness of the White Queen, the black-haired girl felt that it was unreasonable not to declare her family, but her blank head gave her a headache.

She glanced at her black dress and straight, loose hair.

"Black, dear queen, yes, my name is Black." She said her name in a panic, but it looked too much like a newly made one.

The White Queen finally showed a hint of displeasure, and the soft orchid finger raised made Black feel a little familiar and friendly.

"Fortunately it's not red." The hound interrupted again, but was chased away by the white queen.

"Then Black~" The White Queen seemed to always keep herself noble and elegant, "No matter where you come from, Fairyland welcomes you dear, if you don't bring a weapon," she paused, "Today is a special day~ I very much welcome you as a special guest~”

Blake is at a loss for his enthusiasm for the White Queen, wondering whether his special refers to his sudden appearance, or just her color.

She searched herself, and there seemed to be nothing but a pocket knife, but she threw it away.

Then the happy White Queen dragged her away with dancing satisfaction.

"You and I look so good, my dear." The White Queen held Black, and winked at her in a playful and charming way, "I've long wanted a sister of another color~" This flattered Black, "Today is the day for the tea party, I would like to invite you to attend with me~"

Black obediently obeyed, she was a little puzzled by the White Queen's kindness, maybe this is such a place where people can get along friendly without too many reasons.This made her feel indescribably at ease.

"White Queen, are you going to take this dirty guy to the tea party?!" A thin, sharp voice came from below, startling both Black and the White Queen.

But the White Queen immediately reacted: "The Dormouse, you are so rude." She stopped, and her slightly angry look still couldn't conceal her coquettish posture.

Blake followed the White Queen's line of sight, but couldn't see anyone else, only a little white mouse staring at her with his hips crossed.

Blake felt that he seemed to be living in surprise all the way here, first the dog and now the mouse, so she recognized it too.The mouse with the clothes and the sword is really cute.

"Don't smirk at me!" The Dormouse saw Black smiling at him, and felt that he was underestimated. He drew out his tiny sword and waved it at Black as a threat.

"Dormouse!" The White Queen couldn't see it, she bent forward and tapped the little hairy head of Dormouse lightly with her fingers, "She is our guest." But the White Queen turned around and looked up and down at Black's overly masculine attire. "But we do need to dress up the guests~"

Blake, who didn't know it, was dragged by the White Queen with a waltz-like rhythm to a huge room full of strange things.

The White Queen rummaged around, and finally pulled out a black dress full of lace from under a pile of bone-like things.It's the same set as the White Queen's.

But it seemed that even the White Queen herself disliked her skirt, she covered her nose and shook the dust on it hypocritically.

"Honey, this is what I did before," the White Queen made herself look sincere, holding up the beautiful dress gracefully, "but I can't wear it," it seems that it's just because of the color, "I want to give it to you now Just right~!"

But Blake felt that there was nothing wrong with his current attire, but he didn't dare to evade the queen's kindness, so he blushed and accepted the dress, which was a bit too gorgeous for her.

At the beginning of the tea party, the White Queen led Black out.

What caught her eyes was a long table on the lawn. The courtyard was filled with a tempting sweet smell and strong tea aroma. By the looks of it, not even a single cup is the same.

There are already all kinds of animals and people sitting around.

Although he was mentally prepared, Blake was still surprised.

White Rabbit, Gray Rabbit, two weird bald twins, the Dormouse and the Hound just now, and a man in high manners who looked a little scary.

At this moment, they all stared at Black with astonishment.The man in the hat even nearly stood up.

Blake looks stunning, especially against the White Queen.

One white and one black dress; soft curly white hair and straight black hair like a waterfall; red lips and pale face; plump and slim figure and petite and slender figure; noble and elegant posture and soft and natural expression ; Confident and noble sexy and shy indifferent smile;

The two completely different temperaments and colors show a surprisingly brilliant effect.

The White Queen was obviously very satisfied with the success of her idea, she gracefully lifted her skirt to salute, and said, "This is my sister, Blake," she smiled sweetly at Blake, "I invite her to our tea party .”

Receiving the honor of being the "sister" of the White Queen made Blake shy again, and greeted everyone with an embarrassed smile.

"Welcome, M...MISSBLACK." The polite man finally stood up, stuttering.

A pure male voice, but the sound of "MISS" is strangely raised by several octaves.

It was only then that Blake saw his face clearly, which startled her slightly.

The pale face has sharp outlines, the deep eye shadows show different colors, the red eyebrows and crazy hair are growing unknowingly to the left and right, and the hat with beautiful curvature and shape matches his colorful The dress, the whole person is like a character walking out of a screen painting.

Only his eyes made Black unable to extricate himself from staring deeply. They were clear and transparent, and at the moment they were revealing a lovely innocence.

Something in Blake's heart told her she had met this man, someone important.

Then, Mr. Hat held out his plaid-gloved hand to Black and grinned stiffly, revealing the lovely gap between his front teeth.

This smile made Blake feel that this person was becoming more and more kind.

So the two people, who both looked too shy, shook hands.

"This is the Mad Hatter." Bai