Sleep in the Caribbean

It really makes me feel like we met each other late, we are really similar, but I don't dare to overestimate myself so much.

"If my boat wasn't lost, I should have brought some rum on the road." He looked at me with a tease for the first time, and I think there is finally not so much distance between us.

"Oh, then I'm really guilty." I sincerely apologized.

After several days of rafting, in the evening, according to the map, we were very close to Turtle Island.

Although WIND and I have eliminated the gap, we still haven't delved into each other's identity and past.

At least I don't have much past to tell him.

Another reason for getting along well is that I think she is her, not him.

But I didn't point out that I had a similar experience,

It's just that I really don't look like a man, and she is indeed much stronger than me.

I thought he should be younger than me, but I was actually younger in his eyes.

I guessed that he was going to seek revenge alone, and he also guessed that I was going to find the wrongdoer.

And he didn't pay as much attention to my weak and exotic appearance as everyone else, which made me a little happy to be honest.After all, too many people have skin color discrimination to some extent, either they are too sympathetic to me, or they are ruthless contempt.

Naturally, none of this was to my liking.

And Wind and I will not underestimate each other, after all, there are no pure and good people who will go to Turtle Island alone.

The similar personalities really made our journey more laughable.But the sight in front of us made our nerves tense at the same time.

Turtle Island was just around the corner, but a few ships were fighting closer to us.

"Pirate." WIND frowned, said, and glanced at me.

"It's not a rare thing for me." I said lightly, "But I didn't know that pirates would also fuck each other."

WIND smiled, raised his sleeve and reached out to me, and I saw the same mark as JACK on the forearm of his right hand.

A dreaded "P".

"It turns out that we are still walking together." I laughed like a self-deprecating smile, which again exceeded his expectations.

"Which bastard turned you into a pirate?" He reached the point in one sentence, which is indeed an excellent IQ.

But he also seemed to think I shouldn't be a pirate.

"It's the bastard I'm looking for." I smiled coldly, thinking of JACK's name in my heart.And he also smiled ambiguously, expressing understanding and appreciation.

But how our small boat can reach the port without being implicated has become the primary problem.

Just when we all agreed to wait and see what happened, a ship surrounded by gurgling fog and being attacked concentratedly caught the attention of me and WIND at the same time.

In the smoke, I vaguely saw the familiar shape and outline of the ship.

"Black Pearl." We all said in unison, we all looked a little excited, and then looked at each other in surprise.

"?" I expressed my doubts with my eyes. Judging from his tone, it seems that he has not only heard of it.

"There is no one who does not know the Black Pearl," he understood what I meant, and said wildly in his confident eyes, "and you, it seems, are not just the same name as it."

We have a tacit understanding with each other, and there are no more problems.

And the Black Pearl was no longer what I was familiar with.

The shabby sails made the whole hull look strange and dangerous, and the lingering smoke surrounded it all the time, like a ghost.

Cursed ship.

My first reaction.

What exactly did Barbossa do to it after the mutiny.

I couldn't help but feel hatred in my heart, after all, I liked the Black Pearl so much before.

"I have to go there, Black." Wind said firmly, as if asking for my permission.

I don't know why he is as obsessed with the Black Pearl as I am, maybe the pursuit of pirates is similar, and maybe it has something to do with the person he wants to find.

I suddenly realized that the person he was looking for might be someone I knew, and I secretly sighed about fate.

But I'm still not sure if there is JACK on the Black Pearl, and whether JACK has launched an operation to recapture the Black Pearl.

Only by one person?I shook my head, JACK wouldn't be the one who would take such a risk, but it doesn't rule out that he used means to win people over.

So first assume that JACK is already on board, and I am alone, even if I don't consider his intentions and add WIND, can I just board the Pearl safely like this?And if JACK is not there, can I get back the boat for him safely and then go find him?

Too many unknowns and risks hovered in my mind, making me hesitate.

But WIND's inexplicable firmness and the Pearl right in front of me made me not care so much.

"let's go."

I think I'm impulsive again.

We approached the firing boats cautiously, trying not to be detected.

The Black Pearl, which had obviously turned into a ghost, seemed too powerful. Although the opponent had a relatively large number of ships, it was still at a disadvantage, and some people had already started to abandon the ship and flee for their lives.

In the night, I could vaguely see those familiar figures on the Pearl killing wildly and excitedly. The unscrupulous laughter with a fishy smell reminded me of the scene when they threw JACK off the ship.

And the burly figure of Barbossa at the bow let me know that this ship still does not belong to JACK.

I resisted the overwhelmed thought of rushing onto the boat and cutting off Barbossa's head, and looked at Wind, only to see his puzzled and surprised expression.

He bowed his head in thought, and then seriously said to me: "You shouldn't be involved, my dear, row the boat to Turtle Island, and stop thinking about the Black Pearl, whatever it is."

Looking at WIND's expression and tone, I suddenly felt that the person in front of me was JACK, and what he said seemed to be exactly the same as the inner monologue when JACK pushed me off the boat and threw me to Tom!

I can't bear the waves in my heart:

"Don't even think about leaving me behind! I'm no longer a woman to protect! Never have been!"

I found myself extremely excited, venting my anger and unwillingness as if I treated WIND like a JACK.

WIND was surprised by me, and seemed to want to continue to say something, but the shells fired from the black pearl changed his words.

"careful!"

He seemed to want to jump over to cover me, but the shell landed squarely in the middle of our boat, bouncing us in different directions and into the water.

My first thought was whether Barbossa had spotted me.

Then the instinct of survival helped me to swim again, and I grabbed a plank on the surface of the water.

But when I poked my head out, the gunfire above my head forced me to retract into the water again.

It appeared to be another violent attack, and we were miserably mistaken only for being in the center.

It was too dangerous, and I swam to the brink of the flames of war relying on my improved but still not good water skills.

Because I think that if I am now on the Black Pearl, I will undoubtedly die, and JACK is not on it.

I realized that I was greedy for life and afraid of death, but the lives saved by Jack, Bill, Wind, and Tom should not be lost in vain.

So I started looking for WIND, but found nothing.

Then I heard his voice faintly amid the fading gunfire.

"ROD!!" He was still there, floating beside the black pearl that had begun to weigh away after a complete victory, keeping a certain distance, and shouted to me, "My name is ROD!!"

After finishing speaking, he tied his thumbs to me to show that everything was fine, paused for a while and stared at me, making sure that I understood that he was still safe, then jumped into the water and swam with the Black Pearl.

What an amazingly amazing person.

I floated fixedly, watching him and the Pearl gradually leave and disappear into the night, leaving behind those dilapidated ships that were about to sink, and me who was so embarrassed that I was unable to continue swimming.

He actually planned to dive on the Pearl alone.

God whatever he wants to do is crazy.

I know that next he will experience another thrilling experience, but that doesn't seem to be my story anymore.

Although I am somewhat assured of his strength, I still can't help but worry.

And, in a way, I was left behind again.

"ROD."

I read silently, praying for his safety.

But there is always a feeling in my heart that I seem to have a chance to meet this extraordinary person.

And I saw the Black Pearl.

JACK's chances on Turtle Island are even greater.

By the time I finally landed on Koh Tao Beach, I was exhausted.

This is the second time I have climbed up the coast in embarrassment.

The last time was with JACK, on ​​that isolated island.

I collapsed on the beach weakly on my back, annoyed at my lack of strength and water skills.

Then he looked at the hazy and gorgeous sunrise rising on the sea that had just experienced the naval battle.

Only then did I realize that the situation in front of me was so familiar.

The wet and sticky sand under the body, the waves have washed away the previous gunfire and wreckage, like a silent and mysterious sea, can

That's enough. All the noise and insecurity will be calmed down.

The sun dyed the azure sea water golden, and the scene in front of me finally overlapped with the original memory.

Yes, this is the beginning of my memory, where I first woke up.

I was deeply moved, even moved.

It seems that there is a force in the dark, bringing me here,

Then, meet that person.

Maybe at that time, I also experienced something terrible, and then fell here, and lost my memory ever since.

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