Sleep in the Caribbean

It's just a matter of time.

And the reason is to capture JACK and me who "Shao Feng might like" alive.

The disgust in my heart is self-evident.

I suddenly felt how stupid I was.

Credulity in others, but also self-righteous thinking that you can cheat the world.

And what hit me the most was the feeling of sympathy with YOUNG.

Now it seems that maybe it is just a perfect performance under my wishful thinking.

Is there really no sincere and kind feelings in the world?

This frustrates me immensely.

It seems they are bound to win for me.

All we can count on now is that they don't know JACK's actions and plans for the time being, or have any chance to force me to reveal his whereabouts.

A trace of sadness suddenly floated in my heart.

JACK didn't tell me where he was going when our soldiers split into two groups.

Perhaps, it was because he more or less expected that I would fail.

Plot, plot, plot.

I don't want to think about whether Jack's plan is part of their conspiracy, I just blindly believe in it.

I, believe in JACK.

Even if it is used.

So although I was powerless to retreat completely, I was unwilling to give up resistance.

I lowered my eyes and meditated for a moment.

After making a decision, he aimed the blade at himself.

"Snapped."

But before I could make a move, the dagger was quickly shot down by Shao Feng to the ground.

I looked at him angrily, but he twisted my neck again.

"You can't die, my dear." His domineering breath made me more painful than the movements of his hands, "I haven't seen your ability yet."

His face was too close to me, and the familiar but nauseating "dear" just made Jack's figure appear in front of my eyes.

I don't want anyone else to touch me, nor surrender to anyone.

I put my tongue against my teeth, but he seemed unwilling to give me even this chance, and squeezed my face hard to prevent me from biting down.

"Why are you bothering..." YOUNG looked from the side, and there was real pity in his eyes, "You are so extraordinary, dear, you will be happy if you follow your adoptive father." Her misty eyes really gave people a lot of stability Feel.

But at this moment, in my eyes, these words and kind eyes are full of sinister.

Taking advantage of Shao Feng's hand loosening slightly, I stared at her coldly, and angrily said in the most vicious tone: "Don't treat me like a commodity! If you want, you can live with him for the rest of your life..." Don't let me say After that, a piece of cloth of unknown origin was stuffed into his mouth, and he couldn't even speak now.

So he had no choice but to stare at everyone mercilessly with ferocious eyes.

"So stubborn..~" YOUNG still smiled, his smile was euphemistic and moving, with an appearance of being unworldly and detached from the world.

"This is the value of conquest. She doesn't know anything about herself?" Shao Feng let go of me, and it was his servants who caught me.

Their attitude seems to really just treat me as an object.Although I don't expect them to take into account my feelings, the feeling of being used and played still makes me hard to calm down.

"It seems to be the case now. But I have seen with my own eyes that JACKSPARROW also cherishes her very much. I think you will have a chance to see her." YOUNG bowed his head, answered respectfully and decently, then looked up at me again, "You really don't have to be so eager to die, my dear Blake. Don't you want to know what's amazing about yourself?"

What exactly has she seen? Why does JACK cherish me?

This sentence really stopped me who was still struggling.

Whether it's Tia Doma, JACK said that I have something different, but I don't seem to understand why.

It is impossible for me not to know myself.

In any case, I have always trusted my intuition, and since I set foot on this land, that strong intuition has never faded.

And they, these strange oriental people with different civilizations, maybe they can really help me understand something?

The thoughts in my heart are superimposed layer upon layer, running fast.

So far, I don't seem to have any life worries.

After calming down, I decided to temporarily give up resistance and give myself a chance to see Jack again.

And now it seems that I don't have the right to choose.

I finally got caught.

He was escorted to a semi-"imprisoned" room that looked comfortable.

"Madam Yazhai..."

Seeing the guards outside the door staring at me sharply, this strange word came to my mind again.

Facing those unfamiliar and familiar foods, I was not interested at all, and I was only uneasy because I didn't know when Shao Feng would come to "visit".

When he comes, I still have to die.

I thought so, but I couldn't think of any other better countermeasures.

It would be great if JACK was here, he must have a way.

I was so cranky, I almost forgot the time.

"They say you haven't eaten for a long time, dear."

The sudden female voice disturbed my thoughts.

I didn't glance at the owner of the voice, and turned a deaf ear.

Maybe I'm too defensive, I can't accept anyone other than JACK to use and deceive me.

YOUNG sighed softly, promoting the flow of the faint scent of incense in the room.I realize it's not a good thing, but there's something relaxing and soothing about taking an accidental inhale.

"Father will come over soon after finishing the matter. It's not a good idea for you to do this." She carried out her unhurried pace, "If you eat, I will tell you what you want to know most now."

And these words finally made me raise my head.

But seeing her smiling eyes, I averted my eyes in embarrassment.

YOUNG smiled again, I seemed too simple and superficial in front of her.Of course, this is relative to her unfathomable.

"We haven't found JACKSPARROW yet." She paused, watching my expression, "He sent you to us, and he seems to have gone to a safe place to have fun~"

I didn't take seriously the provocation mixed in her words.

They couldn't even find JACK.

There is no news that reassures me more than this.

That means he's safe, and I still have hope.

"So, would you like to eat something to celebrate?" Perhaps seeing the slight joy in my expression, YOUNG picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite himself, and handed it to me naturally.

So I finally didn't refuse, expecting that she wouldn't do anything terrible to my so-called "stepmother", so I took it and put it in my mouth.

The taste is not bad.

I smiled: "I don't know where he went." While eating, I spit out this sentence as lightly as possible, and then let her guess all the possibilities of this sentence.

YOUNG smiled deeper: "If that's the case, then it's okay. Sooner or later, he will be the ghost of the foster father, and your arrival is what we want more."

"You are really confident." I did not hesitate to refute her contempt for JACK, "But if I really have value, I won't give you a chance to take advantage of it."

In fact, I was a little excited, but in the slow atmosphere she controlled, my words seemed more indifferent than before.

YOUNG stopped talking, just smiled quietly, watching me clean up the food on the plate.

I was also calm, leaving behind the discomfort of being stared at.

For people who don't care, what is there to care about.

I focused more on the dim orange flickering candlelight and the smoke of incense in the room.

After I finished eating, YOUNG also started to clean up in good time, and then still looked at me and smiled.

And I am also waiting for her next words.

"It's time for you to get to know yourself."

And she just spit out this sentence softly, and then slashed my wrist silently with a knife like a ghost.

It was so fast that I didn't have time to react.

And maybe it was because of this that the moment she drew the bloody hole, she didn't feel any touch or pain, and it wasn't until two seconds later that a curtain of blood flowed out "huo" because of my surprise.

Under the dim orange candlelight around them, the blood looked extraordinarily bright red.

I thought for a moment that it was beautiful.

When I looked at YOUNG again, she was sitting beside me silently holding that exquisite incense burner.

I just realized the effect of that incense.

I don't feel pain just because of its anesthesia.

"JACKSPARROW is hiding something from you, let us tell you..."

As the sound of YOUNG faded away, my vision also began to blur.

I can feel myself frowning, but perception is drifting away like a cloud.

"See? . . . dear. . . "

When YOUNG's face was finally blurred, I hoped it was my delusion or the side effect of this coma.

I could see the bloody wooden floor through the palm of my bleeding right hand.

That picture, like a pale ghost in an ancient chaotic painting, reveals a translucent misty sadness.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a comfortable and soft ancient wooden bed, and the fluffy fabric around it dragged my body well, making me feel like I was floating on the clouds.

And I turned my head and saw my fully bandaged wrist.

Laughing helplessly, in his mind, he recalled the unexpected knife attack by YOUNG and the "dream" after being unconscious due to excessive weakness.