The gas is very cold.
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"So you are really blind?" Planck looked at the man sitting opposite him and threw him into the crowd casually until he died. He didn’t recognize the man and asked seriously again
The candlelight was burning weakly in the middle of the table, which finally brought a little warmth and light to the cold cabin. The white candle in Demassia did not emit a trace of unnecessary odor.
"Yes," the man nodded for the thirteenth time and seriously answered that his face was gone. That Pingping Zhang’s strange face was hidden in the dim candlelight at the moment and there was a kind of indescribable composure and hardness
"Well, then, poor man, you’ll never see this world of flowers again. What tragic thing happened to you? Shipwreck? Or something else? " Mr. Planck, a good man, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back leisurely. Last month, he grabbed a beautifully crafted Demassia’s latest carved chair from a merchant ship that had traveled across the ocean from the far west, ending his bad taste.
"I don’t know." The man shook his head calmly, and he really couldn’t remember anything. He had amnesia.
"You don’t know?" Planck laughed when he heard this answer. He laughed for a long time as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and even burst into tears. "You said you didn’t know?"
"You said you didn’t know?" He was still laughing while holding his forehead and head in his hand. It was unbearable to repeat, "You said you didn’t know?" "You said …" Planck suddenly stopped laughing. He read the last four words slowly. "You don’t know?" At the last word, he propped up his head and suddenly lifted it.
The candlelight stretched his side face at that moment and left a ferocious silhouette in the dark room.
He must have a murderous look in his eyes. If he were an ordinary person, he would be frightened out of my wits. Unfortunately, I am blind.
The man thought as if nothing had happened and nodded as if he didn’t feel the explosive gas around him.
"Can you eat first? I am very hungry. "
"Uh …" This sentence made the aggressive Planck lose all his accumulated power in a moment. He touched his nose in some depression and said, "Eating is always hungry for his mother’s food, proto. You damn dog, give it to the old food and believe it or not, I’ll throw you to the sharks."
"Oh, my dear captain, you can’t do that. It’s terrible to feed the shark." The guy who said he was going to throw the man off the ship’s stereo got up, and then a guy with a sharp mouth and a monkey’s face came in with a plate outside the door. I have to say that he is really longer than the obscene man and his intuition is very accurate.
"The freshest tuna has just been caught today." proto is wretched and thin, introducing the dish while putting it in his hand. "Oh, and how delicious the clam soup smells."
"Is there …"
"All right, go." Planck seemed a little tired of his chatter and fidgety, waved him off and picked up a knife and fork to signal the stranger across the street to move.
However, he remembered that the guy opposite was blind and was thinking about whether to wake up. The man had grabbed a shrimp and prepared to put it in his mouth.
Speaking of which, just as the man was about to eat the shrimp, Planck put a knife and fork and said, "What’s your name?"
The man froze again, just like when he found himself blind.
My name?
My … Name?
The rich and fresh fragrance came out of the plate, and the steaming heat smoked the whole cabin a little hazy.
No one spoke, and the whole cabin was still dripping with needles.
The man finally put it to his mouth, and the shrimp opened his dark eyes and said in a low voice in the transpiration fog, "Who am I?"
Like a ghost without a past.
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Page 2 My name is Jack Sparrow.
"What’s your name?" Planck repeated that the question just now broke the silence that had been suffocating for a long time.
The sea outside the cabin is still beating rhythmically against the cabin. Tonight, the sea is neither violent nor quiet, and there is a rare gentle rhythm that makes the whole ship flow like a sponge.
"My name is …" The man paused for a moment, and finally a name flowed through his heart.
Three words Chen Senran
Should my name be Chen Senran?
But whether his name is Chen Senran or not, he can’t say this name because he is not an idiot, so he said
When the name "Jack … Jack Sparrow" was uttered, he thought of the face of a man with a bad smile.
"Jack Sparrow?" Planck shrugged his shoulders and shook his eyebrows to show his humor, but as soon as he saw the dead eyes opposite him, he remembered the fact that the other person was blind, so he touched his nose angrily and said, "Good name. So, Jack, can I call you Jack?"
"You can call me blind Jack. Blind Jack is really a good gangster." The man, that is, he should be called Chen Senran. The man shrugged his shoulders and laughed and said, "What do you think?"
"Oh, yeah, that’s nice. Blind Jack haha." Planck laughed, too. He suddenly liked the little girl in front of him because he had a good sense of humor and could almost catch up with himself. "I like the name Blind Jack, so would you like to join us?"
"What do you say? My great captain Planck, "Chen Senran smiled lightly, as if he suddenly came to life at the moment he got his name, and his whole spirit became completely different."
He just sat there and said this sentence so flatly, but the elegance was as if he was dressed in the most luxurious clothes and bowed gracefully to Planck and sang by fancy nobles.
"Mr. Great Captain Planck, I like this name." Planck seems to be very impressed. He is wearing a delicate red hand-made captain Demassia today. Each of them is embroidered at the neckline and is said to be a beautiful virgin. The hands are rubbed into a golden thread to reflect the bright light, and his red beard is properly trimmed. Sitting in the dim candlelight, it really has the demeanor of a man of seven seas.
"But …" He took a sip of oyster soup quite smugly and paused to tell an obvious fact. "Do you mind if we are pirates? Or are you not afraid of death? " When he said this, he didn’t laugh or feel complacent. The whole person was hiding in the shadow. A pair of eyes looked at Chen Senran’s face. Every inch of muscle was like a great white shark hiding in a reef and eating people.
"Oh, come on, my dear Planck Pavilion, what can I sit here and talk to you? It’s not that you have given me life …" Chen Senran seems to have no idea that a carnivore is staring at himself and still waving his hand in a relaxed and freehand manner. "Fuck the secular public opinion and fuck the death. I want to follow you and play a game with them called" Hand over your good things and I’ll send you to feed the sharks ".He skillfully transported the former one-liners called proto, which had quite some potential.
"Of course," Planck’s face became bright when Chen Senran’s voice fell. He smiled and raised a glass of rum and said, "Then you are welcome to blind Jack. I respect you."
"Thank you"
Wine glass collision
Planck never asked Chen Senran before.
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When the night was deep, Planck was left sitting alone in the cold and spacious cabin. He was holding half a glass of rum at the table and didn’t drink it.
Proto poked around at the door for a while. After getting Planck’s nod, he went into the cabin to clean up the mess.
In the middle of the night, the sea breeze is getting stronger, and the waves are not as gentle as before. They hit the hull wave by wave, making the whole cabin shake a little.
"You … are not afraid of him …" proto quietly left a blank while tidying up the plate.
"Afraid of him?" Planck has no expression on his face at the moment, and his tone is not as lazy and leisurely as before. There is a kind of chilling voice in such a stormy night. "I’m afraid that he, his pair of hands, will be able to knock down my small body and kill me?" He seems to have a low smile but confidence that he doesn’t refute it.
"But he is a stranger after all." proto folded two delicate silver plates together, but his eyes were afraid to look at Planck’s face.
"Which one of us has come clean?" Planck smiled and stroked the golden wine in his hand, and the golden wine shone charming in the exquisite magic crystal cup. "Who doesn’t want to forget the past?" His voice was a little distant, and his eyes lost focus for a moment, as if he had thought of something in the past