Rain

For quite some time, Ace avoided me with embarrassment and embarrassment.

It didn't get better until I felt that it was almost the same, and I solemnly apologized that I was just joking, and promised not to do it again.I looked at the sky speechlessly, is such a stingy guy really a man?

"The ingredients are running out." I looked at the boundless sea for a while, turned to Eric, and asked casually, "When will the nearest island arrive?"

"Soon." Eric looked at the record pointer in his hand, then looked up at the sky, with a bright smile on his face, "Well, the climate has stabilized, and the next island we are going to seems to be Autumn Island."

"I hope it's not an uninhabited island." I looked at the horizon and muttered, "I need to buy some condiments this time."

These few times I went to the island to purchase, I always insisted on being accompanied by at least one person. When I walked to crowded places, I never ran into a ghost again.Sometimes, I suspect that night was my hallucination.But the bloodstain on my cheek and the bloodstain on the captain's shoulder were real.Although it eventually healed slowly, it was an ironclad evidence.

Ghosts, do they really exist?

The surrounding temperature gradually dropped, refreshing and pleasant, and the climate became stable.Eric looked at the record pointer on his wrist, with a smile on his face, and his voice was clear: "This time it really is an autumn island, it's not bad, what do you want to buy, Rain?"

I was wearing denim trousers and a close-fitting short-sleeved shirt, leaning on the railing, counting carefully with my fingers: "Ingredients, fruits, vegetables and seasonings..." There will never be a situation where the food reserves on the ship are full.

"Well, but..." Eric leaned on the railing like me, with a wicked smile and bright eyes, "What are you having for dinner tonight? Could it be..."

I rolled his eyes at him, and continued to look at the unchanging scenery: "Go on the other side, it can't be barbecue." This guy's eating habits are meat, meat and meat... Let's not complain for now, how did he grow up to be strong and strong today? of youth, I began to be troubled by his

Picky and helpless, he changed his cooking method.

Hmph, the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall.

I stewed the meat and veggies to the point where I couldn't pick them out, so the guy grimaced and started eating the veggies.Then I got into the habit of adding veggies to all meat meals except roasts.So this guy has developed a habit of talking to me from time to time, and talking about the "no nutrition" topic that we should eat barbecue tonight.

"Rain, don't do this..." Eric leaned his head closer, looked at me flatteringly, and said eagerly, "Once in a while, just once in a while, isn't it good?"

"Not good." I resolutely refused, sticking to the front line, "I said that nutrition should be balanced. Don't think about it."

"Rain..." Eric seemed to have made some important decision, closed his eyes, and brought his face uprightly, "You can squeeze it, as long as there is meat to eat..." I twitched the corner of my mouth feebly, hey hey , Where did the masculine dignity you insisted on go in front of the flesh... I resolutely pushed his face away from me, expressing that I had no interest in sexing his face.

"Tell me," I looked at Eric, who was as pitiful as a golden retriever, with a poker face, "I prepared the cured meat for storage 43 days ago, 35 days ago, 21 days ago, and 12 days ago. , where did they all go?"

Eric was silent for a moment, leaning on the railing with his head drooped and chose not to answer.

Sure enough, it all became your extra meal... I glanced at Eric with twitching eyes, and then chose to enjoy the quiet and calm down.Anyway, it was originally prepared for you...Looking into the distance, I froze for a moment: "Island?"

Eric looked up and also saw the blurred shadow on the horizon.Before we could celebrate, we all noticed the thick dark clouds hanging over us.After a while, the slight rain came head-on, wet the cheeks.

I stretched out my hand and caught a few drops of moisture. A different smile slowly appeared on my face, and my eyes were soft: "Rain."

"Rain, you seem to like rain very much." Eric noticed my unusual joy, and began to resurrect on the spot to make a fool of himself, "Speaking of which, isn't your name Rain?"

"Yeah." The smile on the corner of my mouth didn't disappear, I didn't shy away from it, and said lightly, "It saved my life back then."

Eric was stunned, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, and didn't know what to say.I turned my head, patted him on the back generously, with a serious expression: "It's okay, it's over." Both Eric and I were slightly embarrassed, and in other words, I should be the one who was comforted...

We are getting closer to the island and the rain is getting heavier.The original fine raindrops turned into heavier raindrops, pouring down, shattering pearls and jade all over the ground.Everyone had to wear a cloak jacket to keep the rain from soaking through their clothes, and be a dunce who had a cold and needed to be bothered with wasting medicine.Of course, the last reason is what the ship doctor said while looking at me with a smile on his face.

The guy in the waterproof white coat is not qualified to say that.I puff my cheeks under the hood and don't look at him.

Our ship docked not far from the port, dropped anchor, and put the ship's ladder on a reef.After all, it's a pirate ship, so it's better not to be so arrogant.This island seems to be very barren, and the periphery is all beaches made of reefs and sandy stones.The rocks are covered with layers of off-white shellfish and moss-like dark green due to the beating of sea water. They are slippery, so pay special attention to your feet when walking.

Despite the unsatisfactory weather, there are quite a few people who want to go to the city to get some fresh air and drink wine to warm up their bodies.The wine supply on board is really not enough for these heroes in their prime of life to drink.I can never move the barrel full of wine, and I never drink it, so the wine is out of my hands.The person in charge of the blissful realm is the sunny Mr. Navigator. The end result of excessive drinking is that when he wakes up, he finds that the starry sky and the sea surface he sees are reversed. Lovingly hung upside down with a rope for half the night...

In the end, we drew lots to decide that some people would stay on guard, and some people would go to the city, and then work shifts.Of course, I am an exception, because I can only be responsible for the usual procurement tasks.

Stepping on the wet reef and finally resisting the wind and rain, step by step along the coastline to the port made of stone, found the harbor

There are only a few ships inside.And a few people who were carrying things in the wind and rain looked at us defensively, their eyes were not friendly.

The wind was blowing, and the raindrops became denser, hitting the body with a patter.I was afraid of catching a cold, so I quickly tightened my cloak, wrapped myself up, bowed my head and continued on my way.

This situation is really abnormal... The islands on the great channel are surrounded by sea, no matter how self-sufficient they are, they have limited resources.This has led to islands focusing on developing a product and trading with other islands to achieve their goals.And now the news from the limited number of ships in the port is not optimistic, is it because of the bad weather today?

It's a formed city with its own restaurants, shops, houses.It is just that buildings with stone bricks as the main material are attached with different

Thin moss, dull gray-green looks unreasonably depressing.The incomplete signboard creaked and swayed in the wind and rain, the original bright colors were washed to gray, and the store door was closed.

"This weather..." Ace frowned slightly because of the increasing rain, and complained lightly, "It's uncomfortable."

"Indeed." I tugged on my cloak hood with one hand to keep it from being blown up by the wind. "It's really not good to have too much rain." I glanced at Ace with a smile in my eyes, and the corners of my mouth slightly twitched. .There is no possibility of communion between fire and rain. This kind of environment is the captain's least favorite...Rain can suppress the fire, so may I, who have the same name, become a strong man who can successfully suppress the captain?I walked forward in the rain, quite amusing myself, imagining the scene of myself becoming stronger one day, knocking down Ace and stepping on my feet...

"Rain..." Ace sounded a little speechless, I looked up, and he knocked on my head through the cloak, dumbfounded, "Don't think about it...we'll go back after buying it..."

It was only then that I realized that I had spoken out my thoughts just now... I protected my head, and suddenly felt that I was really a failed villain, so I confided all my plans... I didn't refute, and I knew I was wrong Silently quickened his pace.

This small city appeared to be barren, and there were almost no people on the streets.Some are also in a hurry, with abnormal sallow and thin faces.We went to several shops and did not buy enough ingredients.Whether it is seasoning, grain, or meat, they are all out of stock.

If I want to really buy enough supplies, I'm afraid I have to wait for the next island... I finally found a shop that is open and has ingredients. dispel.I carefully rubbed my boots on the moisture-proof mat at the entrance, walked to the counter and took off the hood, and asked the shopkeeper in disbelief: "Huh? Don't sell it?"

"I'm sorry for this guest, you are foreigners." The uncle owner waved his hands resolutely and refused, speaking very politely, smiling apologetically, "The food here is only sold to locals, you should go to the tavern to solve it. The next island is only a day's voyage, and the record can be fully stored in three hours."

I was a little discouraged, but seeing the look on his face, I knew it was useless to talk.I put my hood back on and went back out into the storm to search for a store that would sell us something.

Although the shopkeeper's face is not very healthy, he kindly reminded us: "Guests, apart from taverns, there is no shop in this city that sells things to foreigners. You should not waste your efforts."

What a strange rule.

Ace, who had been standing by the door, asked unexpectedly, "Excuse me, where is this place?"

"I just guessed that you came here by mistake." The uncle of the shop owner was not surprised, his face was clear, his tone was quite gentle, and then a smile appeared on his face.

A wry smile appeared, "No one would come to our small town on purpose."

"City of Rain..." The rain splashed on the glass, pattering loudly in the silence.Looking at the haze and wind and rain outside the window, he sighed, with tiredness and helplessness on his face, "a city that is always drenched by rain."

I keenly grasped the strange word, and asked strangely: "Forever?"

"This was originally an island blessed by rain. There are two rainy seasons a year and two cultivations." The owner fell into memories, his face was bitter, and he closed his eyes, but his tone was as flat as an outsider, as if he had told it many times. "There is plenty of rain. Although the island is surrounded by reefs, there are mountains in the center, which can be used to cultivate rice fields. Then one day, the dark clouds did not disperse, and the rain did not stop. The rice fields were flooded, the rice seedlings soaked in the water rotted, and the land was destroyed. The rain washes away the drain, the boats stay away because of the bad weather..."

Neither Ace nor I interrupted, we were silently doing qualified listeners.

"Ten years." The shopkeeper's voice became a little dry. He took off his glasses, touched his eyes with the back of his hand, and said intermittently, "Ten years...those younger children...my son...haven't even seen the sun... ..." I just watched a middle-aged man and a father wipe tears at us as strangers, but there was nothing we could do.

"Dad, Dad!" A childish voice sounded, and there was the sound of going downstairs from the stairs behind the shopkeeper.The shopkeeper hurriedly put on his glasses, and a child with the same brown curly hair ran down and threw himself into his arms with an excited voice: "Dad

Dad, happy Father's Day!Look at my painting! "The child's face did not have the usual blush of his peers, and looked a little pale.

The shopkeeper, the uncle, smiled happily, and carefully took the drawing paper in the child's hand.The child clenched it so hard that the corner was crumpled.The father flattened the folds lovingly and looked at his son's gift.

Both Ace and I saw that the snow-white drawing paper was painted black and gray with crayons, and there was a fiery red oval ball in the center, with crooked and irregular edges.

"Dad, this is the sun." The child hugged his father, explaining his masterpiece, with a cute smile on his face, "Mom said, this is Dad's favorite thing. Mom said, the sun is a circle in the sky Like the candles we usually use. Dad, is that so?” Tong Yanzhiyu is sometimes the most innocent, direct and hurtful.

The uncle owner's eyes were red because of the painting, but he smiled happily when he looked down at the child, and kissed him: "Of course, Jack's painting is really good!"

The child smiled proudly, raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked at us two foreigners curiously.I looked down at Little Jack, smiling friendly, with a slight sourness in my heart.The child who never saw the light of day...

"I've never seen you." The child rolled his eyes, not shy, and asked proactively, "Who are you?"

I continued to smile friendly, very kind, and softened my voice: "I am Rain." They say that children are most sensitive to other people's likes and dislikes, so they will be ignorant to approach those who are kind and stay away from those who are malicious.

"Rain? You are the rain?" The child suddenly became excited, and his face was also flushed with anger, his eyebrows were raised upright, and his voice was childish, "You are a bad person! Mom will cry because of you! Dad will be unhappy ! Uncle Bello and Aunt Ani don't like you either! You go!"

The child's violent reaction frightened everyone present. The first reaction of the shopkeeper was to reprimand the child, and then apologized embarrassingly: "I'm sorry for the customer, little Jack...it's not like this usually..."

"I'm sorry." I looked at the child seriously, didn't take it as a joke, didn't get angry, but spoke with him in an equal tone, calmly, "I'm leaving now, I won't make your parents sad. "

"Really?" There were tears in the eyes of the reprimanded child, but the same eyes looked at me sincerely, containing hope, "Are you really going to leave?"

After I went around the counter, I squatted down in front of the child, stretched out my right little finger, and said with a serious face, "I promise, pull the hook."

"Don't lie." The child also stretched out his little finger of his right hand and hooked mine, with pure eyes, "We hooked up."

"Pull the hook, hang yourself, 100 years, don't change." The immature child's voice and the crisp female voice are superimposed, making a promise.

Before stepping out of the store, Ace suddenly asked in a calm tone: "Why don't you leave? That way you can see the sun again and start a new life. Your children can also grow up healthily in the sun."

"Young man, you don't understand." The shopkeeper let go of his hand, raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and his tone was extremely firm, "We will not leave. This is our hometown, we were born here, and we are buried here."

"I understand." Ace said in a calm voice, put on his hood, and walked into the rainstorm with me.

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Happy Father’s Day not long ago~ (laughs)