My Little Ancestor, Please Come on Board the Pirate Ship

Jiang Tinghua's young man, when we first met him, was unruly and completely bad, but also gentle. Everyone feels bitter: He is only gentle to you. He was a proud young man, but he was like a lamb in front of her. Chen Chisheng became interested in her when he first met her, and he got out of control. He was planning to invite Wen Wanke to join his pirate ship anytime and anywhere, to have plans for her, and to miss her forever... Huahua was sixteen years old, and her beautiful face attracted his first love. The young man was eccentric and unruly. The look in her eyes made her shudder every time, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered being stared at by a covetous tiger. She regarded him as a ferocious beast and avoided him. "Chen Chisheng, you bastard!" "Well, you're a bastard of a person." Later, when they were eighteen, she was bullied. The young man hit those people in the face with his fists, his eyes were red, and blood streaked across his jaw. She cried and trembled and raised her hand, wanting to touch him, but he reluctantly avoided it and coaxed: "Huahua is good, dirty, don't touch." Later, she said: "Chen Chisheng, I miss you." How can a hundred steel-making be turned into softness around the fingers? He cried on the other end of the phone. Later, everything he did happened was about her. I have no faith, and I don't believe in gods or Buddhas. I don't know when, but I started praying to the gods, hoping that my Huahua life would be safe and happy. Whenever, wherever. Just this wish. ——Chen Chisheng