DeepSky_Luo Xiang's short stories

Chapter 19 LS PIECES 18

Through the traces of rainwater on the ground, it seems to be looking at a grotesque world, upside down but the same. The toe of the shoe stepped on the water, and ripples were formed on the ground paved with gravel. The doctor carried the black demon knife, one step at a time. He walked up to the blond man.

The man was lighting a cigarette gracefully in the middle of the square. He recognized the approaching familiar footsteps, raised his head and slightly curled the corners of his lips.

"Ro."

The voice was gentle, almost the same as the previous fine and soft rain. The doctor recognized that it was his name almost by the shape of his lips, but it expanded automatically in his mind, and the quiet ending sound was added with more meaning. That person just opened his mouth and called out his name, and the doctor could think of more. It was the panting and pictures under the cover of night in his memory, the high temperature and frenzy, all of which were like Gu, tightly tied to the doctor's heart.

Although it was not really taken away, it was really taken away.

Originally, there were only two weaknesses of his own, the first being that he could not go into the sea, and the second was that using his ability required a lot of physical strength. Luo knew it well, and now he had to add a third one.

That is something that will never be given up under any circumstances, and is superior to everything that exists.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the appointment time. There is still a distance not far from that person. The doctor stopped and did not try to get closer. This is the distance he keeps from that person. He reminds himself all the time. Belonging to different pirate groups, with different dreams and ambitions, even if the body can be most intimately combined, this is a necessary alienation from another heart.

The doctor stared at the person opposite with his dark golden eyes. The pedestrians around him shuttled back and forth like a revolving lantern, and only that person remained unchanged in the crowd. Just looking at it from a distance like this, it seemed as long and long as countless centuries. After the beginning, there will be no end. The rainwater piled up under the feet is broken and flat, flat and broken, and the shadow of the bell tower at the end is shaking in the eyes.

However, in the next second, the blond man broke this balance. The raindrops shattered from under his feet, and Sanji walked over without any effort. It comes so naturally.

"You came early enough." Standing two steps ahead of the doctor, Sanji didn't want to get any closer to him, otherwise he would have to raise his head to talk to this guy.

"I'm not used to being late." Luo's eyes lowered, and moved to the white fingertips holding the cigarettes. Those were a pair of very beautiful hands. Every time they brought out delicious food, it was like magic. As he focused on the food, he knew that all he cared about was those hands and who owned them.

"But obviously other people don't have such a good habit." Sanji sighed, "I probably have to look for it, especially the green algae head."

The doctor frowned unobtrusively, because he was displeased to hear the man mentioning the green-haired swordsman, but he had no reason to argue. He had no reason to prevent the man from contacting his partner on the ship. Luo Ke I didn't care enough to believe that "as long as you get it, you can always have it logically". What you get will inevitably have the possibility of losing it, especially in this kind of situation where you can't keep looking at it. As a pirate, of course you have to grab what you like; And the things that have already been obtained must be guarded, so as not to be robbed by others.

Especially that one.

The weight of that swordsman in Sanji's heart may not even be realized by him.

The doctor was always on the alert.

The dark golden pupils stirred inconspicuous fluctuations, and the man carrying the black demon sword walked forward slowly. The rain under his feet was crushed again, and the bell tower and the reflection of the blond man shook again. With fine ripples, the doctor's calm voice slid past.

"Then let's go together."

Never let your guard down.

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[The new cover picture of the bib is a wonderful reflection in the water, occasionally literary and artistic, without any plot]