Sleep in the Caribbean

My mind goes back to the darkness where Jean Young swung a knife at my wrist.

Appearing in front of the eyes in the darkness is a person wearing a black cloak that is almost integrated with the environment, almost floating in the air.

The cloak is windless and automatic, but you can see his contrasting short white hair slowly swaying with the floating rhythm.

The silver-white hair actually emitted a mild fluorescence, which seemed so conspicuous.

But I couldn't see the expression on his/her delicate face.

Another dream.

I thought faintly in my heart.

But unlike before, I still remember the situation before the dream.

My ghostly translucent arm dripping with blood.

"I finally saw you."

The man with white hair and black shirt in front of him actually spoke.

To my surprise, the voice was a soft and stable female voice.

For some reason, I didn't panic in the face of this unknown person, but I had a faint feeling in my heart.

That is the sense of stability I am familiar with, and my fingertips seem to recall the gentle and slightly old texture.

"So, can you tell me the answer?"

I looked at her calmly, it seemed that a long-standing answer was finally about to be revealed.

"Yes, you don't have much time."

And she responded to me quietly, her lips didn't move, but I felt genuine concern.

she told me.

Her name is Yuexi.

She is my friend not my enemy.

She has a pair of beautiful pearl-like pure black eyes.

She has a fair and gentle face that matches her name, but she has no expression or emotion.

"You have some things, and I keep them for you. This is the price you paid for coming here, and it is also the condition for you to maintain your dreams."

"Through me, you obtained the opportunity to have the ability to enter the dream world. And you have also successfully acquired this ability. You have been traveling between many dream worlds."

"You enter each new dream at the cost of putting aside all previous memories. But due to the relationship between abilities, you will find it difficult to maintain in the dream. Once an unstable situation occurs, such as being traumatized, you will wake up. Trauma , the meaning in the dream is equivalent to death."

"I am not your dream... Black, you should only remember your own name, because your memory is still here with me, this is what I keep for you. I don't need to tell you who I am, You can take me for a moment as a prophet, a wizard,"

"Trust your gut and tell you, you, will believe what I say."

"You don't have much time. As the dream deepens, layers are added, or time goes by, the body in your dream will become more and more fragile. You should also know that you were riddled with holes in the dream just now .”

"Your experiences in dreams are also your memories, and memories make you seem more real. It's you who make this world real, erasing even the need to go back to the real world you're in. Would you not Also, go directly to the next level of dreams in this world. Indeed, your spiritual power is beyond my imagination, but this will consume your "existence". Coupled with multiple traumas, the energy to maintain your "existence" It has reached the limit, and now your physical body is difficult to maintain, and there are signs of disappearing."

From the beginning to the end, I never opened my mouth, but she would answer for me the questions in my heart.

Memories of my multiple traumas floated before my eyes.

Indeed, for as long as I can remember, my body always seems to be inseparable from blood and pain.

"Why do you think you can escape from death every time? It's because you are too powerful to return to the original world, so I used energy that shouldn't have been exceeded to maintain your existence. In the process , and also lost some of your original memories to you, I believe you have noticed it."

I chuckled unconsciously at those weird thoughts that popped up unconsciously.

But at this moment, the source of this idea became more and more clear.

"Yes, those memories are the proof of your 'existence', your energy."

"Your memory in the real world shouldn't be consumed, but now it has been consumed to the limit. If you use it again, it will not only be your memory that will disappear in the real world, but your 'existence' itself. If When your real 'existence' disappears, you cease to exist, and so does your dream. In other words, you will also disappear from here."

"Maybe things will be better when I'm by your side. You can't stand being hurt anymore."

"I know you don't want to leave JACK, he has become your meaning,"

From Yuexi's expressionless face, I saw a trace of loneliness and sadness for the first time,

"This is the last thing I want to see. The original you would use your intuition and instinct to protect yourself, but for your meaning, you will be desperate."

"I don't want to leave..." It seemed that Yuexi's words had poked some pain, and I found that many tears had already flowed down my face unconsciously.

"I know." Yuexi was already calm, as if she was my heart, and I was facing her naked.

I know that those sorrows and sorrows are caused by so many struggles and obsessions. My obsession with JACK's world is so painful and firm.

I'm willing to stay with him no matter what the cost.

I can't even remember why I came here in the first place.

But the answer in my heart emerged out of my control.

Still because of him, JACKSPARROW.

Although this persistence itself is a luxury that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

But knowing that I had only one chance to walk with him, my willful urge began to tremble helplessly.

"I shouldn't have appeared because it would be very dangerous to let you know that you are in a dream. But in order to ensure your 'existence', I still come to tell you, for yourself and your meaning. . Please love yourself.. "

"This is the last time I will use your memory for you, you will be fine. And what I give you now is also the most useful part for you at present. I can't give you too much, although these are for you now It's been a lot, I hope it can help you. And when you wake up, you will remember me..."

It seemed like she told me everything I needed to know.

I don't know if it's an illusion before she gradually disappeared into the darkness, but when I saw her say the words "will remember me", the corners of her delicate mouth drew a beautiful curve.

"...I don't want to lose you..."

Before she completely disappeared, I vaguely heard her utter these words softly.

But this sentence lingered in my ears and did not go away for a long time.

From the darkness, I opened my eyes with a "huh", but what I saw in front of me was the deep blue sea water.

I was still floating in the water, as if I had another long dream, but it seemed only for a moment.

I surfaced and saw JACK still beside me.

Unspeakable peace of mind,

Although he looks as embarrassed as me, the happiness of seeing him in real life is what I want to spend my life on.

precious.

"Hey, PET."

JACK climbed onto the shore, smiled with his mouth crooked, and stretched out his hand to me with the pride and joy of surviving a catastrophe.

I was in a trance, but the situation couldn't help but I was intoxicated in his warm palm.

It was getting dark, and from where we were standing, we could clearly see the pier on the coast.

And in our eyes, maybe there is only the still dark Black Pearl.

Barbossa arrived as expected, just as Tia Doma said.

But now, they seem to be caught in a battle. I don't know if the dusk is so bright red, or the sky is

Reddened by the raging gunfire of the coast.

Although accidents and twists and turns continue,

But amidst the smoke and the faint cry of killing, Barbossa and Shao Feng fought as we had hoped.

Barbossa relied on the immortality of his crew members to be arrogant and domineering, and Shao Feng was also domineering because of his anger at Jack.

Attacked rashly with ignorance of the ghost ship.

Everything is going smooth.

"Go, JACK, now."

I turned to JACK, looking at his joyful expression and his beautiful silhouette that looked softer and warmer under the setting sun, and secretly

Hiding his emotions, he smiled and said calmly, with some persuasion.

JACK withdrew his squinting gaze, and looked firmly at his own Pearl not far away, with a childlike eagerness on his face.

hopeful look.

Hearing my words, he got up and ran to the port as a matter of course.

I looked at his happy running back with attachment, and wanted to remember his funny gesture of shaking hands when he was running.

But I know I'll never forget.

And he stopped after running a few steps, turned around and looked still facing him as if he suddenly remembered something.

I was slightly taken aback.

Seeing that I was not moving, he smiled and made a "COME, COME" gesture to me, which was extremely cute.

But I still didn't move, so he pouted and frowned slightly.

I guess he would understand, but he seemed helpless and forgave my waywardness, and ran back to me

side.

He would not know how much shock and sorrow his actions brought to me.

He was close to me, very close, took my hand, almost lowered his head against my forehead, his eyes were bright and clear, like

That first stare.

It's just that the emotion in his deep eyes confuses me more than ever, as if it can take away my soul.

"Let's go together, PET."

I love the beautiful ending when he calls me PET and the slightly raised mouth corners at the end.

But now I can only shake my head, lower my head and chuckle, but I can't make a sound.

because