Chapter 288 Emotion

"Crazy?" Charles turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

His own sailor, West, was just across the street with a couple of kids. Looking at the bags in their hands, it looked like they were here for shopping.

Seeing his captain's eyes sweeping over, West was so frightened that he couldn't hold the apple juice in his hand steadily, and he stood in front of his younger brother when he was about to say something. Charles has rushed over.

He pulled West away with his hands, and squatted down to look at the seven or eight-year-old boy in front of him. "Have you seen me before?"

Seeing Charles' fierce face, West's younger brother timidly shrank behind his mother.

Elena also widened her eyes, looking at the man in front of her.

At first she also thought that her youngest son had made a mistake, but after careful observation, it became more and more like him.

The tattoo that spread from the neck to the face pressed the left arm of the prosthesis. And a scar on his face.

All these indicated that this person was really the lunatic, the lunatic who had been at their doorstep for more than a year.

Suddenly meeting her old friend, Yi Lianna didn't panic, but showed a gratified smile on her face.

She reached out to touch Charles's face like her own child, "I didn't expect you to wake up, which is really great. I knew it was better to be alive than to be dead."

Looking at the hands of the old woman in front of him, Charles did not hide. The wrinkled woman in front of him felt inexplicably familiar.

"Ma'am, have you seen me too? When?"

"Of course I've seen it. You've been squatting not far from our house for a long time. I usually leave some leftovers for you. You were so crazy at the time that you even drank water from the gutter."

I have to say that this world is really small. Charles really didn't expect that he would meet people here, the people he had come into contact with madly.

He looked at West who was hesitant to speak, "The reason why this kid looks so familiar is because I saw him when I was crazy?"

When Elena saw the drawing board behind Charles, there was a hint of surprise in her voice. "Son, are you a painter now?"

"Mother, he's actually not—" West stood up and was about to explain, but Charles turned his gaze back.

"Yes, ma'am, I am a painter." Charles replied in a rare and gentle voice.

Elena nodded approvingly. "That's great. It's great to have a decent and profitable craft. By the way, can you paint a picture for our family of four? Since his father died, our family has never painted a family painting."

Thinking of the unadapted power, Charles shook his head. "Sorry, next time, my brushes are all broken, I have time to draw one for you for free."

"Okay, okay, then go back quickly, your beautiful wife will definitely be waiting for you to come home for dinner." Elena nodded with a smile, she likes this kind of good thing to happen.

"Wife? Have you met my wife Anna?" Charles opened his eyes slightly.

"So that girl's name is Anna? She is so beautiful. When I found you out of the trash that day, she cried on top of you. It was so sad."

Charles frowned slightly, and he looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "Is what you said true?"

The wife she was talking about was not Anna, but Margaret who had just met.

At this time, Charles' head was a little bit overwhelmed. He knew that Margaret saved him and took care of him, but the relationship between the two is not so deep, right?

When I first saw Margaret, I regarded her as a check for 5 million echoes, so she must have had no better impression of herself.

Later I heard that her brother said that she saved herself when she was insane, which only proves that she has a good heart.

But when it comes to love, Margaret has nothing to do with him at all. The two of them haven't had much contact at all. When did she fall in love with him?

"Ma'am, please wait a moment, are you sure she is holding me tightly and crying?"

Yi Lianna's eyes widened, "Of course, when she rushed into the lunatics to find someone, I just gave the washed clothes to the guests. I stood aside and saw clearly."

"You were so dirty and smelly back then, but she hugged you and cried like that. I was a girl too. She could do this and absolutely love you to death. Living in this world, there is such a You should cherish the woman who truly loves you."

Various images of Margaret flashed through Charles' mind.

The fear of meeting for the first time, the cautiousness afterwards, the eagerness to try when we met at the Governor's Mansion, and the indifference in her eyes just now.

The impression of this young girl has changed a lot in his mind.

Seeing that something was wrong with Charles' expression, the smile on Elena's face gradually disappeared. Some asked cautiously: "What's the matter? Did something happen to your wife afterwards?"

Charles didn't answer, he threw the drawing board towards West next to him, turned around and rushed towards the pier quickly.

"What's wrong with him?" Yi Lianna looked at her son suspiciously.

West looked helpless. "Mother, in fact, he is not only an ordinary painter, he is also the governor of this island."

Elena's eyes widened, and she pointed to Charles' back, "This kid is the governor of the island?! How is this possible? I've been watching this lunatic for more than a year."

West also looked helpless, how could he not have thought that his captain would be a lunatic at his doorstep, this is simply unbelievable, why didn't he find out before?

Charles quickly rushed back to the port. After looking around, he didn't find the person he was looking for.

He snapped his fingers towards the dark place next to him, "You all come out, where is the person who just talked to me?"

A group of mice rushed out of the muddy fish market, quickly formed an arrow and swung towards the sea.

Charles followed the direction to the pier, but found nothing but passing ships. "Is it really here? Where are people?"

After the mice squeaked a few times, they all looked at him with their heads tilted. Obviously they don't know either.

Charles, with a complicated expression, looked at the sea in front of him. After several seconds of silence, he slowly said, "Why didn't you tell me? How would I know if you didn't tell me?"

After Charles finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the navy. Since the other party wanted a ship and someone, he might be able to find her there.

Not long after Charles left, the wet Margaret crawled out of the sea.

Her white hands tremblingly took out a piece of white paper, which was the painting that Charles had just drawn.

The paper was completely soaked by the sea water, and the smiling Margaret on the drawing paper slowly split and dripped to the ground.

She lowered her head, and the tears mixed with the sea water slid down the scar on her face.

"Yeah... why didn't I just say it? If only I had said it before..."

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