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Chapter 801 The eighty-fourth bowl of soup (6)

Eighty-fourth bowl of soup (six)

There is nothing wrong with devoting oneself to faith and ideals, but there is nothing wrong with wanting to live.

A very simple truth, isn't it?

Qinghuan's attitude was calm and sincere. As soon as she finished speaking, Owen jumped in front of her, with her hands comparing love: "It turns out that Miss Qinghuan I like, it's different from others!"

Qinghuan was not scared by him, but smiled: "I feel relieved when I see you so energetic."

Owen made a touching expression: "So Miss Qinghuan has been worried about me all the time? Ah, is it said that Miss Qinghuan is ready to accept my love?"

The blue eyes seemed to reflect the sea and blue sky. Qinghuan certainly knew that this was just Irving's habitual behavior. Just as he said, he liked women, only women, and at the same time he was extremely disgusted with men and had nothing to do with his childhood experience. Of course, she also liked him, but this was the love between friends and had nothing to do with men and women's love. In fact, she felt that Irving's love for herself may not be a man and woman, but more like a yearning and persistence for some beautiful things - probably because in his life, all those who hurt him were men.

Before Qinghuan could answer, Irving was pulled from behind by Nick. While teaching the crew a lesson, he maintained a cool expression. He nodded to Qinghuan, threw Irving aside, and then lay down again not far from Qinghuan. Irving was afraid that Nick would not dare to come over, so he had to cover Qinghuan's heart and make a bloody expression, and then was called to the cabin by Lance to discuss the next route.

Only Qinghuan and Nick were left on the deck. She looked up at the sky, and the seagulls were hovering above her head. The sea breeze blew her long black hair up, and her skirt was floating in the wind. The endless sea was mysterious and beautiful, which was inexplicably touching.

"Scared?"

"...Huh?" Qing Huan was stunned for a moment before she realized that Nick was talking to her. Since she got on the boat, the two people talked in a few times. Sometimes when they met on the boat, Nick nodded to her. She never came to her like Irving, nor did she chat with her like Lance and Joe. The only thing Qing Huan couldn't understand on this boat was Nick. Logically speaking, he was a wanted criminal who was extremely guilty and cheated on the enemy and tried to assassinate the king. Although he had a prominent identity, he was now just a desperate dog on the sea. He should be extremely cruel and fierce - but after these days of getting along, she felt... not what she thought she was.

Just like when they passed an island before, they met a shepherd who had been snatched up by a farm. He was being beaten by a thug from the landlord's family because he wanted to go back to the farm. In fact, there was no need for them to care about this nostalgic business, but Nick not only taught the group of people a lesson, but also helped the shepherd to steal his farm back. In the end, he confiscated any compensation and returned to the ship as if he was fine.

It was Qinghuan and he who got off the boat and went to buy daily necessities that day, and she followed him, but after returning to the boat, he said nothing, as if this kind of thing was as simple and natural as breathing and drinking water.

Later, Qinghuan told Qiao that Qiao smiled and bent her eyes and told her: Our captain is just a good old man.

Although it looks fierce and unfamiliar, it is actually the real gentle person on the ship. It is him who took in Owen, who escaped from the human and snake boat and was covered in bruises; it is him who saved Lance, who was driven out of his hometown as a monster, drifting on the sea in a boat; it is him who left Joe, who was homeless and alone by his side.

But he never said anything about himself.

The origin of the scars on his face, his powerful power, the infamy he bears... He doesn't say anything about this.

If you really want to tell it, Lance is a notorious traitor and the kind of person he looks down upon, and wanders on the sea because he cannot live in the country. The beauty is called adventure and wants to go to the other side of the world.

Qinghuan was so immersed in thought that it took a while before realizing that Nick's fear should refer to the scene of them killing people before lunch. She smiled slightly and said, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, what's there to be afraid of."

"Aren't you afraid of getting on the pirate ship?"

She laughed out loud, "If I get on the pirate ship, I will never have any life, but am I alive now? The captain is a good person, so don't scare me on purpose."

Nick put his hands behind his head, and his eyes stared at Qinghuan. Qinghuan realized that his black eyes seemed to have a little purple light in the light, deep and distant. At this moment, these extremely cold eyes were staring at her, meaning unknown. She moved a little uneasy, Nick's mouth curled slightly, and Qinghuan suddenly seemed to discover a new world: "You are smiling!"

"I don't."

"Yes, I saw it!" Although it was fleeting, it was indeed a smile. "I don't understand, why are you laughing at me?"

Nick closed his eyes: "Nothing."

If she couldn't talk to such a person, Qinghuan stopped forcing her and still looked up at the distance. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have become quiet. She closed her eyes and felt that the world was quite troublesome. There were not many normal people in this boat, including her.

"There are a few questions, can I ask?"

Nick still closed his eyes and snorted as an answer, not saying whether he could or could not.

Qinghuan thought it was impossible. She turned her head to look at him and supported her with one hand on the deck: "Are those people just now Irving's enemies?"

"yes."

In fact, even if Qing Huan didn't ask, she got the message from the words she heard, but she still couldn't bear to believe it. "How old was he when you met Irving?"

"Well... I'm eleven or twelve years old, I can't remember it very clearly, I haven't asked. A gust of thin wind can blow away, but my eyes are bright." Nick, who is as beautiful as a gold-hearted person, rarely said such a long list of words. Qinghuan thought that from the realization that he had said to her now, all the words he said to her may not be as much as today. "He doesn't remember who he is, nor where he comes from. It's probably from a boy and a girl who was abducted by a snake, and his parents have been sold."

If such a place looks so good, it goes without saying what you will encounter.

"I have escaped countless times, been caught countless times, suffered countless injuries, and still wanted to survive." Nick said word by word, "Isn't this what people should be like? Is it necessary to live."

Irving is now twenty-two years old, about ten years ago. Qinghuan stared at Nick for a while and couldn't imagine what he should be like ten years ago.

"At that time, I was lying on a small boat, drifting with the wind, no matter the waves, and I would have died wherever I thought of. If I hadn't met Owen, I would have died long ago." Because at that time he had completely lost hope of living.

"Yes, yes, Miss Qinghuan, you can actually ask me directly if you want to know what to do with Nick? He is as puzzling as a wood." Owen came out of the side with resentment, frightened Qinghuan, and glared at Nick, "Don't say bad things about me in front of Miss Qinghuan, thank you. Do you think you were very temperamental when you saved me? There was such a scar on your face, and it was so scammering that you could not see clearly what you looked like. You were lying on the boat half-dead, half of your body was dragged in the sea water - it was really a blessing from God that you were not bitten to death by a shark."

Nick has never been a person with good face. He was exposed by Owen for his appearance ten years ago and just snorted coldly without saying anything. After a while, he snored. Owen sat next to Qinghuan, and sincerely held her soft little hand, and said while taking advantage of it: "It's all about the things that are so bad. It's just that I'm afraid of death. I struggled for many years to survive. I didn't really escape until I was eleven. Then when I almost drowned, I met Nick. He lazily dragged me to the small boat and killed the person who came to capture me. In this way, I became his crew until today."

Then Owen showed a crying expression: "Miss Qinghuan, do you know? How small is that boat?" He stretched out his hand and compared it, "It's just that! I went up and my legs didn't stretch! Can you understand that feeling? Finally escaping from the hell on earth, I met an ugly ghost and murderer in the blink of an eye. How much trauma will it cause to a child's heart?"

He easily said that desperate days as a relaxed past, because his hatred has been eliminated, and he still wants to live better - to live truly happily. He has experienced such a past, not to be entangled with hatred for the rest of his life, but to live openly and openly without grieving himself.

Qing Huan glanced at Nick, and, indeed, the wounds healed, still look scary. You can imagine what it would be like when you were injured. Think about it again, Irving just escaped and was still in shock. As a result, when he got on the boat, he saw such a terrifying and weird guy - it was really too exciting for the child, there should be mosaics here.

So she glanced at Owen with pity: "Thank you for your hard work."

Owen was immediately moved: "Miss Qinghuan is so gentle and considerate. If you can stay on this ship, I think it must be God's blessing that I will meet Miss Qinghuan! Otherwise, with such a captain, I should have jumped off the ship!"

As he said that, he secretly kicked Nick.

As soon as the kick was down, Nick, who was still snoring the previous second, immediately punched him. Then Qinghuan watched them fight on the deck helplessly and amusedly. Lance and Joe came out with fishing tackle to find her to fish together, and she no longer paid attention to the two people who were fighting like a good person.
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