After midnight, the West began to gather clouds and rain.

The raindrops fell, washed down the jungle, villa, dock, deck, knocked on the glass, crackled, crackled.

The rain became heavier and the wind became more and more intense. By dawn, there was no gap in the sky.

The first thunder fell, and a rumbling sound woke up the sleeping people.

Lorraine stood up from the bed in a daze, reached out in the darkness without any light, and immediately felt the soft touch beside her.

"Um……"

Lorraine's expression suddenly became strange: "Carmen?"

Thunderbolt tilts the sky.

The ice blue flash dispelled the darkness of the room, illuminating Carmen lying beside Lorraine. She closed her eyes tightly, shook her eyelashes, and her body hidden in her sexy pajamas curled up into a ball, her hair was loose and her ice-skin was bright.

The beautiful scenery was like a flash of memory. Before anyone could see it, the room had returned to the darkness.

Lorraine secretly pinched herself, it didn't hurt much, just like Schrödinger's dream, maybe it was a dream, maybe it was a reality.

He believed he was sleeping in a daze.

After all, since he left the port on the 18th, his spirit has been in a tense state.

The auction expectation and worry of the Furious coexist, and the invisible enemy lies in the shadows. Morgan's rules cast a fog on the entire outer Constellation, forcing him to be on guard and be on high alert.

He knew very well that the reason why he entered a deep sleep before the war was not because he was relaxed in danger, but because his body was overdrawn and asked him to let his nerves go avenge.

But no matter what, he just slept for a night, and it was impossible for him to even find out that Carmen got into bed.

Unless, this place is not his room at all, and now it is not Carmen who is getting into his bed, but he snatched Carmen's bed in a similar sleepwalking posture.

Sleepwalking? Is it possible?

Thunder descended, and the rumbling thunder exploded above the head, and the overwhelming tide made the glass buzz.

Carmen crawled into Lorraine's arms in a wail, hugging her tightly, trembling.

Lorraine quickly threw the questions of truth and falsehood, attack and suffering behind her head, rubbed her hair habitually, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a thunderstorm, it'll be over in a while."

"I know it's thunder...but it's such a big thunder..."

Carmen curled up on Lorraine like a cat, holding her chin pitifully, and her hot face pressed against Lorraine's chest.

"The thunder came too suddenly. I was probably scared. Only by your side can I calm down a little..."

"Why lie?" Henna's voice suddenly rang behind Lorraine's back. Without warning, Lorraine was so scared that she almost threw Carmen out in her arms. "Thunder started three minutes ago, and you came more than two hours ago."

Carmen stopped shaking immediately.

She proudly emerged from Lorraine's arms, sat on the bed with her legs sideways, and looked at the invisible Henna through the boundless darkness and the darkness of Lorraine.

"God used Adam's ribs to create Eve, which proved that a man's chest was the best destination for women. But... you probably will never understand that flirting as a lie."

"You are the one who will not understand who you are hiding from your own thoughts. Xavier, haven't you learned to be frank?"

"I'm very candid. At least I dare to hug you, much more brave than you and Noah!"

"Wait, Noah?!"

lightning!!!

Fork-shaped lightning poked out from the thick clouds, making the room miserable blue.

With this flash of light, Lorraine saw clearly Carmen on her right hand and Henna on her left hand. They occupied one side of the bed with Lorraine as the axis, and Lorraine stood among them like a mainmast.

But, but, but this is not the most thrilling thing.

Noya was also on the bed, lying on the end of the bed with a quilt tucked in her quilt, sleeping quietly and soundly.

Her face shone with a happy and comfortable brilliance. Even if the lightning gradually fades away and the thunder gradually rises, it cannot break the smile.

Lorraine rushed out of the middle of the quilt with a swish. It was probably the first time in her life that she was so at a loss.

He was surrounded in his bed...

Henna, Carmen, and Noah...they were gathering on his bed in pajamas, surrounding him in the middle, knowing each other well, but leaving him alone out of the list of knowledge.

wrong!

Speaking of stealth, Henna has the absolute strength to hide from him who is sleeping. Noah, who is skilled in dancing and light, may be able to do this, but Carmen?

"Did I faint just now?"

Henna shook her head straightforwardly: "No."

"Then why... Noya isn't on the boat... Forget it, when did you come in?"

"I was about 3 hours ago, Noah 15 minutes later, and Xavier 30 minutes later."

"Reason?" Lorraine pressed her voice and was afraid of waking up the sleeping Noya, "You three, why did you suddenly..."

"Susan Morgan." Henna suddenly popped up this name that had no intersection with them in her mouth, "She has evoked you."

“Eh?”

"This is her territory, and you are in a bad condition tonight." Henna's voice was taken for granted.

"So you came tonight to make an appointment to protect me?" Lorraine was in a dark head, "You, Noah...and Carmen?"

"No appointment, Xavier was just talking to himself."

Carmen hugged Lorraine's shoulder on his right hand: "Susan Morgan is not important, how could I let you and Lorraine be alone!"

ah……

At this time... should I be moved?

Another round of thunder and lightning fell, Lorraine jumped out of the bed and lit the lights by the window barefoot.

The room finally had a stable light source. The faint, leaping, orange light stretched into the room, making the outside of the window darker and heavier.

Lorraine's handprints were on the window, feeling the tremor of raindrops slapped against the glass: "When did the rain start to fall?"

“Around zero.”

"It's just turned into a thunderstorm now?"

"Perhaps the local showers were mixed with the thunder clouds floating over the middle ridge."

"Maybe..." Lorraine opened the window with a snap.

The howling wind carried the raindrops as big as beans and rushed into the room, quickly making Lorraine beside the window soaked, but without the obstruction of the glass, the scenery outside the window became obvious, and there was a faint blue color in the sky, faintly and uncheckable.

Carmen ran up barefoot, and put on Lorraine's coat despite the slippery carpet and the rain floating in the air. Lorraine gently patted the back of her hand, thanking her for a smile.

"The clouds flow very quickly. Whether it is a heavy rain or two consecutive heavy rains tonight, the rain will pass quickly."

Henna gently put the quilt on the sleeping Nojara: "What are you thinking?"

"There are a lot of things to think about. In which game will fury appear tomorrow, and in what form will our old friends appear..."

"But we are more concerned about our old friends." Lorraine stretched out her hand to point at the junction of the sea and the sky. "The wind was messy and the waves were very heavy. This rain exceeded all our expectations. If those pirates were really hiding in the reef belt of the Kalff Islands, this rain would cause them heavy losses."

"Wounded beasts are the most dangerous. They are likely to lose their minds and make decisions that they never dare to make."

"Tomorrow...it should be today, I will be very busy..."
Chapter completed!