Island Love Song

My dream is to be a majestic sailor, and now I finally go to sea.

Are you asking how I feel now?There is no fulcrum on the vast sea, seasickness made me weak, and I vomited many times.

But the thought of going back and seeing him again gave me renewed strength.

Wanted to tell him about the shark fins swimming around the side of the boat and the seagulls landing on the side of the boat.I want to confess that unclear kiss and tell him my whole heart.

— Billkin's logbook

At that time, PP received a call from Mr. Lin in the fishing village.Mr. Lin gave the order succinctly: "It's been two months, it's time to come back, I will send Secretary Chen to pick you up."

PP vehemently refused, but all he was left with was a string of busy tones.

Two days later, the secretary in suits and leather shoes brought two burly men to the fishing village. After explaining Jin's intentions, he dragged and dragged the extremely resistant PP onto the ferry back.

Billkin returned to the fishing village, and he took two beautiful conch shells from the fishing boat full of harvest, as the first gift for PP.

Before he even had time to unload the fish from the boat, he hurried home, just wanting to see his sweetheart soon.

But he soon discovered that the house was empty.Jin should be in the fish market at this time.The bed in the bedroom was neatly made, as if no one had ever lived in it.He searched all over the fishing village but couldn't find PP.

When Jin returned home, Billkin asked Jin about PP's whereabouts, and Jin replied, "Boss Lin sent someone to pick him up."

gone? Billkin chewed on these two words, as if he couldn't understand the meaning.There was a lot of pain in his heart, and a bitter taste in his mouth, so that he slumped on the sofa, and the conch he was holding carefully in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't want to pick it up, nor did he want to look at it.

"Did he say something?" Billkin asked woodenly.

Jin thought for a while and said, "Well... no, he left in a hurry." Seemingly aware that Billkin was in a bad mood, he added, "He's going to leave sooner or later."

He left without saying a word.

Before and now, one of them is always a dream, right?Otherwise, how could there be such an unreal feeling?

The heart that needs to be expressed urgently, the gift that has not been sent, and the youthful sentence of liking you, being late makes them meaningless.

You finally returned to your sea domain.

Later Billkin often dreamed.He dreamed of the sound of light breathing coming from the lower bunk again, dreamed of PP sitting in front of the window drawing when he first met, dreamed of the young but sweet kiss behind everyone's back.

Billkin buried his thoughts deep down.He believes that if he doesn't care about it, his first love will dry up and disappear.But this yearning still occasionally pops up and clamors, making him ask himself, did PP ever like me?Did those rumors really exist?

He couldn't get an answer, so he could only shake his head to comfort himself: It's not important, none of this is important.The important thing is that everything is back on track and that we are all back on the "right" track of our lives.The fisherman's child and the young master, such incompatible life maps, couldn't be put together.

But why am I so sad?

But life on the island still has to go on. Billkin is still the same as before, going to the sea with his friends, going out to sea to fish, and the miss of PP seems to have become a hidden disease, which only occurs when there is no one around.But as long as he becomes busy, the symptoms will be alleviated a lot. Whenever the time is full, he seems to have really forgotten about PP.

This is a good sign.He wanted to keep himself busy, so he decided to go to the Bassoon Hotel to move the goods.

Bassong looked at Billkin, who had obviously become more depressed, and asked casually, "Where's that young man who came with you before?"

Being touched again, Billkin replied in a hoarse voice, "He's gone."

Billkin's remarks obviously made Bassoon have a bad association.The middle-aged man with a big belly said in the tone of an elder: "Everyone has his own destiny, there is a time to get together..."

"Yes, there is a time to get together and part." Billkin smiled wryly.

……

PP thought of running away at first.He fled back to the small fishing village and fled to Billkin's side, but his card and ID card were confiscated by Mr. Lin. According to Mr. Lin, if he didn't study finance, he wouldn't be able to get them back.

He didn't want to compromise with his strong father, so he locked himself in the bedroom all day long, trying to protest Mr. Lin's "****" in this way.

Until one day, he overheard the conversation between Secretary Chen and President Lin in the reception room.

Mr. Lin: "The project of the small fishing village can start in the near future. Starting with the row of dilapidated houses by the sea, the fishing boats at the pier also need to be cleared as soon as possible. We want to build a perfect resort."

Secretary Chen flipped through the documents and said, "Those houses are occupied by fish farmers, and these fish farmers make a living by fishing in the nearby waters..."

Mr. Lin interrupted Secretary Chen: "Give them compensation. Let them go to work in construction sites and fishing grounds in the city. There is always something they can earn a living."

The PP outside the door was deeply hurt by Mr. Lin's casual tone. Billkin said that he likes the sea. The people there are simple and lovely, and like Billkin, they all adore and love the sea that feeds them, but Mr. Lin actually wants to decide their fate with just a few words.

He rushed into the reception room and said to them word by word: "Don't touch the small fishing village."

Lin always felt a little funny.PP, who has never asked about the company's affairs, lost his composure because of a small project.He said: "Why? Do you know how much benefit this project can bring to our family?"

"Do you only have money in your eyes? Have you asked the people there if they would like to leave? The people there are not like you at all!"

Mr. Lin asked Secretary Chen to leave first. "Different? All I do is to make our family better off."

PP asked angrily: "So? Do you want to deprive others of their right to choose if you want to live well? Make them homeless?"

Mr. Lin gritted his teeth and said "yes" three times, and continued: "Then I will give you two choices. First, go abroad to study finance, and I will find you a good school. Second, stay in the bedroom, fishing village The project is progressing on schedule.”

PP returns to the bedroom distraught.

A week later, he boarded a flight to England.

Two years later.

Billkin returned home from the fishing market as usual, and heard Lucy laughing and making noise in his own house from afar.He thought helplessly, from childhood to adulthood, Lucy's startled character has never changed.

He opened the door and was about to tease Lucy, but found a pair of white sneakers on the ground.

The memory in his heart was awakened, he seemed to be in a state of stress instantly, and his heart was beating wildly.He looked into the bedroom, where the person in his dream was talking to Lucy with his head tilted, while Lucy was laughing.

The sound of the door opening startled PP and Lucy.Lucy yelled, "Surprise!"

Billkin looked at PP. PP was still wearing a well-made white T-shirt. His previously fluffy bangs were combed behind his head, revealing his smooth forehead.He is more like a noble young master than two years ago.

Billkin suppressed his uncontrollable emotions, tried his best to control the stability of his voice, and after a while seemed to spit out a sentence easily: "Oh, PP. You are welcome to visit my house again." The calm alienation in his tone was about to overflow.

PP looked at billkin in silence.

□□ile sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly smoothed things over: "PP, Billkin has been sad for a long time since you left suddenly. Billkin, come and sit down, let's chat together."

Sensing the heat in his eye sockets, Billkin quickly turned around and said, "Ah, my dad asked me to get some smoked fish for Akai's family. Let's talk first." He rushed out the door.

He mechanically removed several smoked fish from under the eaves.

The inner defense mechanism built up with great difficulty came into play at this time: I have accepted the fact that you left without saying goodbye, just like accepting that we are not from the same world.

So how could you, come back with such an understatement?