"Pirate" Cora Dream of Drunk Hearts

Momo had a strange dream. She dreamed that she stabbed herself inexplicably, and then the scene turned almost full of peach trees.

Blooming pink and white peach blossoms surrounded her residence.

In her dream, she watched him leave the navy like a bystander, and lived alone in a simple square wooden house.From youth to adulthood to old age, gray hair climbed to his temples.

He would smile in her direction almost every day, but the smile was uglier than the cry.Talking about some trivial things in life, occasionally clumsily buckling to the ground or burning clothes.

There is no clear concept of time and space in the dream, she only knows that it should be a long time, although she does not feel the passage of time for her, but sometimes in the blink of an eye, the man in front of her seems to be a few years older.

After piecing together decades of years from scattered pictures, her heart gradually softened, and she no longer had a tense face towards the person in her dream.What's more, she didn't really blame him in her heart, it was just that her childhood experience made her a little disheartened for a while.

But he didn't seem to see her until the end, seeing him lying on the dirt and falling asleep without opening his eyes, she woke up from her dream.

This feels rather strange.

Touching the position of the chest, it seems that there is still a false pain.

She shook her head vigorously in a daze to get rid of these distracting thoughts.

It's just that she didn't expect that after only half a day, she really met this person.

The man's clumsy appearance coincided with the dream for a moment, and the first thought that rushed into her mind after she was stunned was to turn around and leave.

A dream is a dream, so how can she take it for real?

The bloody reality still appeared in front of her eyes, and she was not so naive as to be unable to distinguish reality from dreams.

But the person in front of him didn't seem to think so. His attitude was completely different from what he had shown before. He was desperately trying to save the relationship between them, regardless of his image or position.

Sticking behind her all the way from the wharf alley back to the hotel in the town, followed her into the reserved room under the strange eyes of the boss watching the idiot asking if he wanted to report the crime.

Close the door, forming a temporarily closed small world.

Some overly cute clothes can no longer hide his hot and sincere eyes.

She watched him kneel before her, begging her forgiveness.Seeing him staring at his left arm again, he even raised his hand to touch it.

Finally, she didn't hold back the other party's further contact, and directly raised her hand to push him away with a cold face.

But he smiled, a very sad smile.

Because judging from her strength, her arm was completely healed.

He clasped her left hand tightly with five fingers, held her in his arms domineeringly, and let her tender little hands pat him.Struggling to get free, but being imprisoned more and more tightly, she was a little annoyed and increased the force, from light to heavy.

But he chuckled instead, and his deep voice filled the quiet room. Momo was so angry that he almost pulled out the dagger from his waist and tried to stab him twice.

make you laugh!

She makes you laugh!

He stared angrily and raised his head, trying to satirize the man's laughter and what he had done, but what he saw... was his face full of tears.

Crystal tears almost soaked his collar along his neck, she watched him bit his lip tremblingly, but tried hard not to make a sound.

While she was in a daze for a few breaths, the man put his wide palm on her small head with some embarrassment, pressed her into his arms, and then leaned over and buried his face in her neck.

Muffled sobbing sounded from his ears.

"…………"

She froze and looked away.

I didn't know what to say for a while, and my mood was a little hard to describe.

but……

Although I can understand that a big man doesn't want her to see your fragile side.

But as time goes by, the pure cotton shirt that gradually expands the wet area is not your handkerchief...

...............

The next morning.

The bright sunlight coming in from the window awakened the sleeping person. Momo lay on the bed with some headaches and recalled the development of yesterday's events. She had no memory of what happened afterwards.

Searched for the memory of the brain fragment, but failed.

Could it be that this person just cried until night, until she fell asleep and didn't know it?

The different warm touch on the back and chest made her put aside her thoughts for a while, and lowered her head to check in doubt.

wait wait wait.

Leaving aside the solid chest against her back and the arms around her body, does the palm covering the protruding soft part of her left chest want to be chopped off by her?

He even dared to pinch her unconsciously when she moved slightly.

Also, her calf just accidentally rubbed against an unknown hot object.

…………

…………

Hearing the sound of steady breathing from behind, it was obviously a sound of deep sleep.

Take a deep breath.

Take another deep breath.

"Rosindi! Get up for me——!"

"Plop." He stretched out his legs and kicked him down.

How dare he climb into her bed!

How dare he take advantage of her!

“……………………”

Rossindi who was woken up by the hard ground:? ? ?

Congratulations to him for achieving the grand achievement of four consecutive buckles within 24 hours of meeting.

The author has something to say: 1. Yes, this is already after Dressrosa, so Corazon knows Mingo's ability to control people.

2. Yes, they had the same dream, but their focus was different.So this is not a dream. It can be understood that Luo or the Warring States in the original world found for him abilities like the fruit of time and the fruit of rebirth.

3. This Momo is more positive than the one in the dream.

4. In fact, that dream was the ending I imagined before, but when I actually wrote it, I didn’t want to become BE, so the ending is probably open-ended.