The waves were rushing, and under the night, the moonlight shone on the sea, and the boundless scales flickered.
I was sitting in the stern, listening to the roar of the wheels, looking into the distance, feeling a little dazed.
There was a bottle of wine next to it, and the packaging label on it was in foreign language, and it was not in English, and I couldn't figure out what it was. This bottle of wine was dug out of the chest in the cabin.
It is already late at night, because we arrived one day earlier, and for safety reasons, we also left the ship one day earlier. The destination of this trip is China's Hainan Island.
For the sake of cover, the lights on the boat were not turned on, and Lao Jiang was sailing the boat—Lao Jiang was the one who joined us. He only claimed his surname was Jiang, but his name was unknown. This person has a cold look, and he is a bit indifferent to whoever he talks to, but he is very capable in doing things, and all the work, clean water, food, and boats are ready within an hour.
There is a positioning system on the ship, and he is at the helm, driving this steamship to take us out of Vietnam.
According to him, this channel is his frequent travel and should be safe.
After traveling all day, everyone was a little tired. In the evening, those men dug out a case of wine from the cabin and drank happily. That old Jiang frowned slightly, but he himself did not drink at all.
I finally left Vietnam. Now that I think about the series of things I experienced in Vietnam this time, I can’t help feeling a little bit emotional. There is always a kind of indescribable complex taste. I carried a bottle of wine by myself, and just sat in the stern of the boat, blowing the sea breeze, and drank slowly one sip at a time.
The strong wine is very strong in the mouth, and the spicy taste quickly burns my blood, but I feel a little inexplicably at a loss in my heart...
This boat is not big, and it shakes slightly on the sea. It seems that as long as there are no big waves, we will be able to reach Hainan Island tomorrow morning. Then we will go through some special processing documents there, and then return to Canada.
Both the mixed-race beauties and sisters were a little depressed, and YOYO was greatly frightened. After waking up, she hugged her sister tightly and never left her. The little girl's eyes were instinctively wary of the rough men around me, but she still maintained a very friendly attitude towards me. The two sisters were a little tired and had already rested in the cabin at night.
As for Qiao Qiao, she drank alone and defeated the three men including Xi Luo, and she is probably sleeping now.
I sighed... my heart was really heavy.
Back to...Canada
I smiled, picked up the bottle, poured the last bit into my mouth, shook the empty bottle, and threw it into the sea with all my might.
After going down the whole bottle of spirits, I felt a little dizzy. Just as I was about to stand up, I heard a very calm voice from behind: "Sit on the side of the boat and drink, aren't you afraid of falling?"
When I turned around, I saw Mu Mu standing behind me, I don't know when he came.
I realized that I might actually be a little drunk. At least if I'm awake, it's impossible for someone to come behind me and I haven't noticed it yet.
Mu Mu sat down slowly, sitting next to me. He also held a bottle of wine in his hand. He took a sip and handed it to me.
"Talk?" He glanced at me, and there seemed to be something in his eyes that I couldn't figure out.
"Oh?" I smiled and looked at my friend: "You want to talk to me? God, don't you hate talking the most? Wood?"
Mu Mu smiled. In fact, he is a very attractive man, especially when he smiles, it feels like the ice and snow are being melted by the spring breeze. It's just a pity that he usually doesn't smile too much, and his indifferent appearance conceals most of his charm.
"Xiao Wu." Mu Mu said: "We are friends, right."
"Of course." I nodded immediately: "You and Aze... well, and Qiao Qiao, you are my best friends."
Mu Mu was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "So, now?"
I glanced at him, not understanding what he meant for a moment.
"Qiao Qiao." Mu Mu used two very short words, piercing through my cover-up.
Yes... Jojo.
Jojo's attitude towards me is somewhat different now. And after so many other factors have been mixed in... between me and her, is it still pure friendship...
Mu Mu smiled, but he didn't seem to intend to continue discussing with me on this issue.
He raised his head and took a sip of the wine, then handed me the bottle again. The two of us just drank from the same wine bottle, and we drank for a long time without talking.
"Xiao Wu, do you still remember the first time we met?"
"The first time..." I was in a trance, alcohol burning the last bit of my waking consciousness, and then I fell into the memory...
About, three years ago, um, three or four years? I forgot.
It was in a bar in Nanjing. I remember that day, it seemed to be twelve o’clock in the evening. There were not many people in the bar. I was sitting at the bar alone, and I saw a young and handsome man in the distance, who was talking to a man. The girl said something in a low voice, and the girl cried while talking, and finally put her arms around the man's neck suddenly, and then yelled at him, looking very angry.
I vaguely saw that girl that I seemed to know, as if it was a friend I met in a bar. The girl is very beautiful, she often hangs out in this bar, and she is familiar with everyone. To be honest, I don't have a deep friendship with her. But after all, she is my acquaintance, I saw her crying, as if she was bullied by that man.
Originally, I didn't want to care about it. This kind of shit between men and women has nothing to do with me.
At this time, a man walked in outside the bar, it was wood. He was wearing a very old cotton coat that night, very clean, with a calm expression, walked to the edge of the bar, slowly took out his wallet, and bought a dozen bottles of foreign wine in one go... and it was "Countreau" with the highest alcohol content .
This kind of behavior made me look sideways. I don't understand why a man ran to the bar in the middle of the night and bought more than a dozen bottles of spirits in one go.
Just when I looked at him, he also saw me, and Mu Mu's eyes just swept across my face at that time.
I have always been very interested in this kind of strange person, and I was about to talk to him when someone patted me behind me. It was that girl, she was crying, with a resentful expression on her face, and she smelled of alcohol, and she started crying to me. It probably means that she was bullied by a man, and as her "brother", I want to help her teach that man a lesson.
At that time, I felt a little inexplicable. I was not familiar with this girl. As for the title of "brother", I would not deny that she called me "Little Fifth Brother"... But at that time, there were too many people who called me "Little Fifth Brother" up. And I know very well that this girl is not a good woman... Nonsense, a really good girl, who would hang out in the bar until midnight every day. This girl had sex with at least seven or eight men in the bar, and was also a "player" in the nightlife.
But on that occasion, such a girl cried to an acquaintance I knew, saying that she was bullied by a man... and that man was not far away.
At that time, I was quite sensible, so I just called out to the man who was not far away, and he came to me, I still asked him calmly: "Did you bully her?"
"No." At that time he answered me in a very calm tone: "If it is said that a man and a woman break up after having sex is 'bullying', then there are tens of thousands of couples breaking up every day around the world..."
I didn't say anything, and glanced at the girl. The girl looked very resentful at the time, and retorted loudly, saying that she was cheated by him, and that it was the man who tricked her into going to bed, etc...
I honestly didn't want to fight that night, but what this man said afterwards, pissed me off.
"Why do women have to suffer when a man and a woman go to bed?" He had a calm smile on his face: "I did go to bed with her, but this kind of thing is a matter between two people. Why do you say that a man and a woman go to bed together?" After getting into bed, it means that the man took advantage of the woman? I also said that she took advantage of me! Who stipulated this kind of statement? Is it stipulated by the law?" He glanced at the girl: "The matter between me and her , everyone has paid, whether it is physically or mentally, our contributions are equal. After most couples in this world break up, it is women who cry, thinking that women have suffered... Who defines this standard?"
I can't answer. To be honest, I even think it's hard for me to refute what this guy said.
But at this moment, the girl suddenly said: "No! I was pregnant, so he abandoned me..."
The next thing is much simpler.
Anyway, the girl was barely a friend to me, and the man was a stranger to me. With my Xiao Wu's personality, when I encountered this kind of thing... plus I drank alcohol at night, I was already a little drunk.
So, the first reaction was... Punch this guy!
Unsurprisingly, I knocked down this man with a single punch. He didn't grunt, received my punch, and staggered back a few steps, but he didn't resist. I went up and grabbed him. Just as I lifted his collar and squeezed my other hand into a fist, and was about to continue teaching him, the wood next to him said, "Wait a minute."