Rain

The sea waves are blue, deep and shallow, one after another.

"Boring." I sighed for the nth time, lying on the side of the boat, watching the layers of sea waves that would not change no matter how many times I watched it, and sighed for the n+1st time, "Boring."

The man sitting in his seat glanced at me with those sharp dark golden pupils, then put them aside again, and looked at the horizon expressionlessly.I also remained expressionless, continued to look at the waves, and complained with a drawn-out tone for the n+2 time: "Boring."

Waking up to find myself adrift with this weirdo called Hawkeye... He didn't say anything, but it seemed like I got drunk and fell off the boat and was picked up by him.

I turned over on the boat and began to look bored at the blue sky, in which the clouds rolled and the clouds relaxed.The sun was so dazzling that my limbs were warmed by the sun, which made me sigh comfortably.But, it's so boring... I covered my face with my hands, I couldn't do it, there wasn't even a guy talking... I rolled over on my side, squinted at Hawkeye, and started to smile.

I opened my mouth lazily, prolonging my voice on purpose, and the ending sound rose happily: "Hello, uncle."

Hawkeye, who was sitting upright, just glanced at me and remained silent, as if asking what you wanted to say.I smiled maliciously, sat up, and sat cross-legged facing him, with curiosity in my eyes: "I said, uncle, how old are you?"

After hearing this rather idiotic question that had no practical meaning, Hawkeye moved his eyes expressionlessly and looked at the horizon, as if he was motionless like a mountain.

I began to entertain myself with a standard smile, and my voice was clear: "Ah, uncle, has he forgotten his age? Is he really too old to remember anyway?"

Hawkeye ignored me completely, just continued to look at the water with a blank expression, as if there was something there that attracted him.

"I know!" Excitedly clenched my right fist and tapped the palm of my left hand, I said happily, "Uncle's age..."

Hawkeye looked at me again, as if wanting to hear an answer.I looked at him sincerely: "It's the uncle."

I think that Uncle Hawkeye must be twitching deeply in his heart, making such a rather unglamorous and outrageous gesture like throwing himself on the street.

"I can't help it." I babbled with my fingers, with a serious face, "No matter how old an uncle is, he will still be an uncle. He will always be an uncle and will not change. Whether he is an uncle of a thousand years or an uncle of ten thousand years, he will be an uncle until eternity." One..." It's over, I don't know what I'm talking about anymore... I felt stupid for a moment, my eyes wandered for a while, but I continued the topic of my one-sided talk happily.

I tilted my head boredly, and carefully looked at Hawkeye who was looking into the distance.The dark golden pupils that are as sharp as a raptor make people feel intimidated.The facial features are deeply outlined, and the face is angular.The black sideburns on the side of the face were exposed under the wide-brimmed hat that was pulled down, and he had a short beard.He had a strong figure and graceful posture, but the color of his skin was an unnaturally pale.Coupled with will-o'-the-wisps, the coffin-shaped hull, and the black cloak remind people of some kind of creature that noblely tastes some kind of dark red liquid in an old castle.

I shook my head, got rid of the illusion that suddenly appeared in my mind, and smiled: "Actually, if you look carefully, the uncle is very beautiful." As soon as the words came out, Hawkeye burst into a violent sense of oppression, and I couldn't move. I can't say anything.In the next moment, the feeling was as swift and violent as the tide of the sea returning, and the feeling just now disappeared completely, but the cold sweat soaking through the clothes on the back showed that it was not an illusion.I stuck out my tongue, oops, it seems that the uncle doesn't like people talking about his appearance, well, why is that?I seem to have found the uncle's Achilles' heel.

"Well, uncle, you are not beautiful at all." I raised my hand as a gesture of surrender, but was knocked down by the uncle's murderous aura again, and I fell on the deck like a dead body.The next moment, the murderous intent disappeared without a trace, and I immediately realized clearly that the uncle was just scaring me.But I was so bored that I suddenly found it very interesting, raised my eyebrows, and started a survival game that challenged the uncle's limit.

"Uncle~" I didn't get up at all this time, so I lay on the boat carelessly, smiling, "It doesn't matter if you say it looks good, or it doesn't matter if you say it doesn't look good, what should I do?"

Before the uncle could answer, I turned over on the boat and looked up at the sky with bad eyes: "I said, do you want to hear words like handsome and stylish?" It's kind of weird.I turned my head to look at the eagle-eyed uncle who was sitting casually with his posture unchanged, and laughed: "I see, the uncle who is lonely and lonely in his heart certainly wants to be praised."

This time the murderous aura came out again, but I didn't care anymore.When the momentum passed, I broke into cold sweat and laughed loudly: "Uncle, I dare to do it but I don't want to be said that this is the second grade, the second grade."

Although the eagle-eyed uncle didn't know the word Zhong Er, he keenly realized that it was definitely not a good word, so he became violent again.After he calmed down his murderous aura, I touched his forehead with the back of my hand and sighed, "Do you think that murderous aura doesn't cost money? You just send it out so casually..." I was taken aback, covered my face again, and muttered to myself: "No, what am I talking about? Murderousness doesn't cost money..."

Although the eagle-eyed uncle's expression didn't change, his eyes didn't look at me at all.

In the end, I had nothing to say, so I could only stare at Uncle Hawkeye.I stood in front of Uncle Hawkeye, because of the height and drop, I stood

Just looking straight into his sitting eyes.He didn't look away, didn't say anything, and we just stared at each other in silence.

As a result, I can't...

I rubbed my eyes and yawned.Both of us have given up the game line of killing you with eyes, and moved towards side plots where it is better to ignore each other.

I rubbed my rumbling stomach and broke the silence: "Uncle, I'm hungry."

Hawkeye didn't even look away, but answered me with two words for the first time: "Be patient."

"Uncle, you are so good, even if you kill a fish." I looked at him flatteringly, grinning and rubbing my stomach, "I haven't eaten for a day since I fell... Anyway, uncle, you not hungry?"

Hawkeye gave me a cold look, pulled out the huge black knife on his back, and casually slashed at the sea surface, instantly splitting the sea surface in half.The turquoise water divided into two screens in front of us, exposing the seabed made of sand and stones.The aquatic plants lay listlessly on the reef, and the crabs hurriedly crawled to the shelter.Huge fish and Neptunes fell out of the deep blue water walls, flopping helplessly on this undersea channel.The split water flows to the sky, and the edge cannot be seen.

I stared dumbfounded at this strange phenomenon, and decided that if I believed in religion one day, I would worship Uncle Hawkeye as Moses.I jumped out of the boat, quickly picked up a normal sized fish, and jumped back into the boat.A few minutes later, the sea water flowed in parallel again, turbulently converging together, splashing high water, and the ocean began to flow in a normal way.

I looked at the fish that was still alive and kicking in my hand, showing signs of breaking free at any time, and knocked it hard on the corner of Hawkeye's seat, blood and flesh flew all over it, and it obediently stopped moving.I nodded in satisfaction and began to figure out how to eat this fish.

"That." Looking up at the eagle-eyed uncle, he felt that his iceberg face seemed to be cracking, blinked, but disappeared.I scratched my cheek, not very embarrassed, "Excuse me, is there any kindling?"

Uncle Hawkeye didn't answer me, but just looked at me lifelessly.

Indeed, it seemed that setting fire to it would set his ship ablaze too...

I scratched my cheek again with a dry smile: "Excuse me, can you lend me your knife? I want to cut sashimi."

The corner of Uncle Hawkeye’s mouth seemed to twitch, but I naturally attributed it to the hallucinations caused by hunger. I happily added: "Although it is a bit big, it should still be able to cut sashimi."

As I said that, I glanced at the black knife behind him, imagining whether to push the fish up and cut it a little bit, or hold the knife to cut it a little bit. right.The eagle-eyed uncle didn't answer, but he seemed unable to bear my desire~ the eyes of the black knife behind his back, he untied the cross around his neck, pulled out a small knife, and threw it over.

"Thank you." I picked up the knife, did not research, but neatly disassembled and sliced ​​the fish.Fish blood flowed all over the deck.

Picking up a small piece of raw fish, I put it in my mouth.Even without seasoning, it still tastes good.I stuck a piece of it with a knife and handed it to Uncle Hawkeye, smiling: "Do you want to have a taste?"

The corners of the eagle-eyed uncle's eyes seemed to twitch, and he didn't know what to think of, but he didn't take the sashimi: "No need."

"Then I won't be polite." I slowly ate most of the remaining fresh raw fish, and threw the rest into the sea.Watching the fish corpse ups and downs in the sea, I calmly washed the knife, and smiled as I saw the giant Neptune leap out of the water and swallow the remaining fish.The sea king looked greedily at our ship, but the eagle-eyed uncle just gave the sea king a glance, and it plunged back to the bottom of the sea.

I smiled and put the knife back into the cross, and handed it to Uncle Hawkeye: "Thank you, I'm done with it."

The eagle-eyed uncle sat upright, turned his eyes away, and said silently: "You keep it."

The author has something to say:

That knife was used by Uncle Hawkeye to kill people, sashimi...he couldn't eat...

Uncle human blood doesn't mind, fish blood... Uncle, you are sadly reminded.