Sleep in the Caribbean

After a while, her little head, which was originally lowered, suddenly lifted up, and she put her hand to her mouth in my direction and shouted with all her strength: "I know! Sister Blake! I will live until we meet again! You wait for me!!!"

I was suddenly moved by her thoughtfulness and sensibility, and the strong emotion finally made me shed tears.

"WHITE. White! Can you call this?!"

We can't see each other's expressions, but we seem to cherish each other.At the moment of parting, though somewhat abrupt and ambiguous, I gave her my last present.

"OK!!! REMEMBER WHITE!! I WILL FIND YOU!!!  …"

Finally, the distance between us was so great that we could no longer hear each other's voices.

We only saw each other's gradually shrinking figures and waving hands, until we could no longer see each other clearly. I don't know if it was too far away, or our eyesight was already blurred by tears.

I don't know how she is, but I still waved my hand, waving foolishly.

White, besides the pirates, is the only person I have ever known.

At this moment, her presence is as warm as family.

Please live happily ever after, Little White.

"BLACKANDWHITE." I was wiping away my tears in a daze, when JACK appeared beside me and looked at me with a serious expression.

I suddenly felt embarrassed.

They didn't know what was going on, but they only saw me yelling across the sea with a little girl, with snot and tears.

I think the little bravery I had just built up should be gone.

I quickly wiped away my tears.

JACK's serious face made me very uncomfortable. He seemed to be thinking, and his slightly pursed mouth gave a thoughtful answer: "White is indeed better than the one you made for yourself."

I felt like a vein was popping out of my forehead.

The rare serious expression is still teasing me!

I was displeased, so I raised my hand and wanted to slap his forehead a little, but I was easily dodged as a matter of course.

"Oh, I didn't hit it~" It was still his hippie smiling face, with a brisk melody.

I figured he was just trying to amuse me, and I gave him the look he wanted.

"That child helped me, so I can successfully save you." After calming down my emotions, I calmly told the whole story.

They also just nodded ambiguously.

And I really don't expect people who haven't experienced it to understand.

"JACK...JACK, what do you want to do to me?" Gibbs, who was tied aside, finally asked JACK for an explanation angrily.

Jack raised one eyebrow and looked at Gibbs with interest, as if he suddenly remembered that there was such a person.

"You didn't intend to let him join the team, did you?" I was a little worried, and asked for Gibbs first.

"I think even if I agree ~ everyone won't do it~" JACK didn't think so, swayed around Gibbs, and then raised his hand in a helpless manner, "Is it?"

Naturally, the angry faces of the pirates around him echoed his words.

"Since we're safe now, there's no need to make things difficult for him, and it won't be easy for him to go back to him." Before we were too far from land, I wanted to give Gibbs a chance to get back to shore safely.

"God will bless you." Gibbs was dejected, obviously he did not believe in luck.

"Oh." JACK tilted his head, "Since our goddess has said so, then~..." He gave me a moderate wink.

"Don't call me that." I said bluntly, "Let him go."

I don't know if I'm getting a little carried away now.

But JACK didn't mind, and leaned towards me: "I'm going to do this."

I had a bad feeling when I saw his smirk.

Then the premonition came true.

They weren't going to give Gibbs a boat or anything, he was going to be thrown overboard.

"Are you good at swimming..." I was very helpless but I really felt that I was not good enough to say anything else.

I untied Gibbs, and he still had a bitter and bitter look on his face: "I should have known that this would happen, JACK is really mean."

"Okay so you're even," I really thought, "Are you sure you can?"

"My navy captain is not for nothing, but this is enough..."

"No one can die!~" Before Gibbs could complain, JACK gloated and yelled.

In my opinion, they really don't look like they are holding a grudge, more like a joke that is too big between friends.

While speaking, several pirates wanted to push Gibbs into the sea.

"Wait," I demanded, leaning closer to Gibbs to give him the last order, "When you get back, if you can, take good care of the little girl who set the fire for me, okay?"

"..." Gibbs was silent for a while, then nodded, "A girl like you really shouldn't be with JACK..."

"Goodbye my friend!" Hearing Gibbs' words, JACK walked behind him at some point, gave him the last kick, and sent him into the sea.

I was frightened by Xiao Xiao, and frowned: "You really don't have to do this."

"Honey," and I seem to be used to hearing him call me that, "you'll die faster if you keep him~" His tone was understated, but through his sincere eyes, I seemed to understand what he meant .

The life and death of pirates are not up to them.

And I think more, maybe there are more human factors, not necessarily.

Like Barbossa.

Watching Gibbs swim to the coast with difficulty, I was a little worried, but finally I was relieved.

At night, the lights on the Black Pearl are still brightly lit, and the dots of light projected from the hull reflect the bursts of carnival in the cabin.

The pirates were obviously very satisfied with the trophies, drinking and singing to their heart's content.

But no one seemed to care about the few who had passed away and fought side by side with them.

That's the law of pirates, JACK told me.

But this situation made me even more puzzled by my existence.

If survival of the fittest is the law of pirates, then why am I being retained by everyone.

Is it because I am strong enough,

I don't think so.

JACK held a reception in the captain's room to celebrate our triumph and the rest of our lives.But the focus is, of course, on the wine. , has little to do with the others.

And my stomach said she was obviously more interested in the rich food on the table, and I hardly had a good meal for a whole day and a half.

"To our goddess of victory!"

I have always seemed out of place, except for gnawing on the chicken legs regardless of my image, I just watched their frolicking silently.

Until they call me a goddess again.

"To my little pearl~" JACK blinked at me and added glibly, and then everyone continued to drink.

I also followed everyone's actions and drank.

Sweet and rich fine golden rum.

Under the faint feeling of alcohol, I feel that I really fell in love with this wine, I don't know if it is a love of the house.

The big table is now filled only with Barbossa, his black assistant, JACK, Bill and me.

At first there were naturally more pirates, but they all drank wine in twos and threes, or crawled or rolled to the deck and shouted loudly.The rest have long been unconscious.

I don't drink much, I just want to taste the sweet taste of rum.The feeling of fullness and light alcohol is very comfortable.

They talked about some past adventures, but without boasting, it sounded real.

I didn't participate, I just listened obediently, I wanted to know a little bit more, to know more about JACK and his life.

To be honest, I don't understand all of them. Perhaps the only familiar name is Gibbs.

But I do know a lot about JACK's somewhat ambiguous experience and growth. His father seems to be a well-known figure, but JACK obviously doesn't like this father very much.

There are also codes about piracy, and various piracy guidelines. It turns out that pirates also have rules to abide by.

They drank more and more, but they were all extremely good at drinking.

"Come on baby, let's have another drink~" But JACK seemed to be the worst one, and he had already started to wobble, although he hadn't stabilized much before.

I don't think he's a bad drinker, it's just that he was the most relaxed one at the scene. I'm glad he was happy, but is it really good to let down your vigilance?

I couldn't help but look over to Barbossa.

But I bumped into his crooked smiling eyes, maybe I was too drunk, I couldn't tell what was in his eyes, I just thought he looked so kind.

As the first mate who also has a relationship with JACK's father, I wonder if JACK even trusts him like an older brother's father.

I drank the wine one after another, and after feeling full, I began to feel sleepy.

"Respect... the treasure!"

Still vaguely heard them talking about something and then laughing boldly.

I didn't hear it clearly, but I also felt that it was very safe.

I whispered to Bill that I was sleepy, leaned back on something and fell asleep.

They'll probably drink till dawn, I thought. . . .

In the pitch-black environment, only images that were constantly changing appeared in front of my eyes.

The handsome and pale person, the decadent and confused person, the crazy and unruly person.

All kinds of people flashed in front of my eyes,

I found myself laughing, content and obsessed.

A magnificent dream.

The strong sunlight hurt my eyes.

I opened my eyes but suddenly couldn't remember where I was, feeling a little weak.

Gradually remembering whether I should be indoors instead of being exposed to the sun