"It's a training course for diving instructors." Chloe explained, "We can only teach up to the divemaster level, and the course director can teach instructor courses."
"Sounds so advanced." Ye Fei opened his mouth and looked at Chen Jiajun, "You won't be the course director?"
He shook his head: "My master will come over."
"Wang Sir will come two or three times a year." Zheng Yunchang patted Chen Jiajun on the shoulder, "but I am optimistic about Jiajun. He is now a coach and is already qualified to participate in the training of course director."
"Yeah!" Wanpeng jumped up, bent his arms, and made a forceful motion, "Look at how arrogant Blue Ox will be in the future!"
Scar dragged him to sit down: "Remember, upgrading is not for showing off."
Ye Fei asked: "Who is Blue Oxygen?"
Chloe replied: "Another five-star dive shop on the island, on the other side of the beach."
"A competitor with us?"
"In fact, this island is big enough and there are enough guests." Chloe shrugged. "But there are always people who want to be bosses and want to give orders to others. Unfortunately, we won't buy it."
Wenka, who has little English, said slowly: "We just want to be happy divers."
Zheng Yunchang said to Ye Fei in Chinese: "The tree attracts the wind."
She nodded: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."
Chen Jiajun stared at the cup in his hand and said flatly: "boring."
Ye Fei understands that he is not saying that everyone's discussions are boring, but that he disdains to join those competitions and comparisons. Although Chen Jiajun didn't say it explicitly, she faintly felt that she knew it. Compared with the people around him, he has a different temperament. She can't tell where he is different.
Several customers chatted about the recent situation in the south and asked how to cross the border into neighboring countries by land.
Chloe explained the route in detail: "It's easy to cross the border, just flash your passport."
"That's not shaking your passport, but shaking your skin color." Chen Jiajun waved his palm and chuckled. "We will be checked carefully when we cross the border. I used to worry about not coming back from Visa Run."
Ye Fei was curious: "Why do you want a visa run? I thought you were here. But your Chinese is indeed good, and your English is good. Where are you from, Singapore?"
Chen Jiajun raised his eyebrows: "Foshan. Do you know? Huang Feihong."
Seeing that he was smiling but not smiling, Ye Fei knew that he was joking, curled his lips, and turned his head.
After drinking a bottle of vodka and drinking another round of beer, Song Xi has not returned yet, and another young man is always busy. Zheng Yunchang couldn't sit down and chat with everyone, he always had to go to the bar to help.
Wanpeng asked the waiter: "Where has Songxi gone? Are you sick?"
The young man replied: "Jasmine is angry. Songxi is trying to make amends."
Chloe shook his head: "This Songxi, what happened to him?"
"A few days ago, a group of backpackers came to have a party, and then they played too crazy. Everyone guessed boxing and played cards. Those who lost had to take off their clothes. A girl took off only her bikini. Song Xi said, then you kiss me. At once, the girl pounced on it as a French kiss."
Chloe rolled his eyes: "He can avoid it."
The young man scratched his head: "It's just a game. She kissed her, and Songxi pushed her away later. It's not a big deal. I don't know who told Jasmine."
Chloe's eyes widened: "It's a big deal, what are you telling me about a big deal?" She turned her head to look at the scar, "Do you dare to let another girl kiss you?"
Scar, who has always looked serious, rarely smiled, and stretched out a big hand to rub her hair: "I'm not a kid anymore, so I won't participate in this game at all."
Chloe laughed happily and fell into Scar's arms. Later, she sat upright again and said to Ye Fei earnestly: "If you want to find a local boyfriend, you must keep your eyes open. Many people are just playing games."
"Wherever you find a boyfriend, you have to keep your eyes open." Ye Fei curled her lips mockingly, feeling a little depressed, "I don't want to find it now, I've had enough lies and deception..." She lowered her eyes and changed the subject. "I hope Songxi will be more mature and know how to cherish Jasmine."
Chloe sighed and said, "Jasmine is a good girl, but I think it's too romantic. She is too involved in this relationship, on the one hand because of Songxi, on the other hand because of the environment, thinking that this place is heaven. But , I must say, it is not. It is just a dream."
Ye Fei snorted, "But you also have scars. It's still very romantic here, isn't it?"
Chloe smiled and said, "Of course it's romantic. I've been to many islands. For me now, diving is my job and this is my life." She snarled in the direction of Scar, "He is too. My relationship with him is just like my boyfriend I’ve been with before. It’s just that all this happened in this place. It’s not an extra harvest of island life. There is a difference between romantic dreams and the real world. Boundary. I believe that one day, you will find it."
Ye Fei was in a daze when he thought of what was going on. "Dream and reality? I don't know if it is in a dream for me now. If it is, it may be a nightmare."
Chloe laughed and pointed to Chen Jiajun: "Is that your nightmare? Is he so scary?"
Chen Jiajun frowned and glared at the two of them.
Zheng Yunchang asked: "A Fei, if you didn't lose your motorcycle, what was your original plan? You wouldn't make a special trip to work here, right."
"My plan... I've been thinking about it for several years... I want to go to see Bond Island in the movie, get a massage on the beach, eat lobster and curry crab, go to the cliffs to watch the sunset, watch the stars on the beach..." she As he said, his voice lowered and his eyes were slightly wet, "But in the original plan, I was not alone... I hope that all this is a dream." Snuggling with that person and watching the sunrise At sunset, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, embracing under the shining star river, listening to the sound of the waves washing the beach slowly dancing. I once imagined how sweet I was, but now I have so much torment in my heart.
Chloe said: "You are a good girl, there will be many people willing to accompany you."
Zheng Yunchang nodded: "Yes, you are welcome to come again later and take your Mr. Right." He laughed again, "Or you can choose one locally and stay on the island."
"I don't need'someone' to accompany, I just want'that person'." Ye Fei's voice was dull, "but, I lost him, I shouldn't have been separated from him for so long. He did it before he went to the United States. I asked if I want to get married and take me with me. I said, I’m still young, and I have to finish graduate school first... We agreed to go to the island together, but he, he... take others..."
"Poor Faey." Chloe took her shoulders and patted gently. "That stupid man made a big mistake. He lost you. You didn't lose any good things."
Tears slid down his cheeks, Ye Fei lay on the table, his face buried in his arms, "I came here originally... I wanted to bury the past. I don't want to remember anything about him..."
Everyone was silent, only Chloe gently stroked her back.
At this time, she heard Chen Jiajun's calm voice and said leisurely: "All the past is over, there is nothing left for you to bury. Unless you want to rot with your past."
The night breeze after the rain is slightly cool, the moon is half hidden behind the clouds, the fluffy clouds are plated with silver edges, and the gentle undulating curves are like rippling waves. The crowd was drunk slightly, Songxi did not know when to persuade Jasmine, and the two walked into the Monkey Bar together, holding hands. When Songxi got busy, Jasmine sat in front of the bar, supporting her chin to look at him. He was busy, and looked up, the two people touched their lips and smiled at each other, as if the previous unhappiness hadn't happened.
Chloe was a little sleepy, leaning on Scar's shoulder, talking without a word.
"I'm all tired today, go back to rest earlier." Chen Jiajun got up and went to the counter to keep accounts.
Ye Fei stood up and stroked the folds behind her skirt. As soon as he was about to leave the house, he was shouted: "You, come back to the store with me."
Doesn't everyone rest, she still has tasks? Ye Fei has a headache. Although the boss said that she doesn't want to go into the water and don't have to worry about catching a cold, but she was busy that day and she was very nervous. Now she just wants to go back to the dormitory to rest. She walked boringly on the beach, knowing that Chen Jiajun was not far behind, but she didn't want to stop and wait for him. He didn't speed up his pace either, still walking unhurriedly. The two of them walked back to the dive shop along the coastline one after the other.
"Sit." Chen Jiajun opened the door, pointed to the wooden chair beside the table, turned and walked into the inner room, took out a pen and paper, and sat down opposite her.
"From tomorrow, you won't use it." He said calmly without looking up, while writing something on the paper.
Ye Fei leaned forward: "Did I do something wrong? Still provoke you again?" I thought, I didn't drink too much, or did you drink too much to make trouble
Chen Jiajun looked up at her: "Do you like being a shop slave so much?"
She flattened her mouth: "There are still three or four days to go. If you don't work, you can't drink northwest wind."
"I didn't drink Northwest Wind, but I drank a lot of drinks." Chen Jiajun took a stack of lists in his hand and flipped through it with interest. "You really like fried rice."
It was the bill she wrote down at Joy's, and he didn't know when he took it back.
"Because it's the cheapest." Ye Fei told the truth.
Chen Jiajun spread out his hands: "Give me your dollars."
All her belongings are two hundred dollars, she kept on her body all the time, hesitated for a moment, took it out and put it in his palm.
"It's going to be crumpled by you." He snorted, then turned and walked behind the counter. Ye Fei suddenly thought of her return journey, and opened her mouth, wanting to make his men be merciful, and at least leave her the ticket money to the airport.
Soon he turned it out and pushed a stack of banknotes in front of her, one of which was the hundred dollars she paid in the past, and the rest was exchanged for local currency. "I'm asking you fifty dollars. There is no change. You can exchange it at the bank's mid-rate. You won't lose money."
"That, motorcycle..." Ye Fei was skeptical.
Chen Jiajun turned the paper with the words written on it, and pointed it out to her one by one: "This is your ten-day salary. As a newcomer, there is only so much; the board and lodging are all covered according to Brother Chang, but You have to pay for the drinks yourself, half the price; the loss of the motorcycle is two hundred dollars. Count it down, you give me fifty. Are there any questions?"
Ye Fei had been chatting with Inda and Jasmine for a few days. She probably knew that the salary of being a waiter was meager, and Chen Jiajun paid her a lot more than expected, but she didn't expect to have a surplus on hand. She was a little surprised: "Include board and lodging? Didn't you say that the food is accounted for and deducted from my wages?"
"Well, I'm afraid you will eat too much." Chen Jiajun shook the list in his hand and teased, "If I say that I include board and lodging, you will eat steamed grouper and ginger and scallion lobster, how can I afford it?"
"Also, the cost of going to the clinic..."
"Oh, you reminded me." Chen Jiajun nodded and withdrew a small local currency from the wad of money. "Now, you and I are cleared."
Ye Fei stared at the money on the table, for a moment in a daze, not knowing what to say.
"Aren't you going to Bond Island? And those wish lists of yours. Save a little, one hundred and fifty dollars is enough for several days." Chen Jiajun said, "There will be a boat going by tomorrow morning, let Songxi or Wen The card goes to the pier to see you off, so it’s an employee of my shop who can get the local fare.
"Aren't you afraid that I will go to the bar again, and the whereabouts of the dead body is unknown?" Ye Fei raised his eyebrows and asked, remembering his words.
"I haven't learned my lesson for so many days, and now I want to run around with others?" Chen Jiajun chuckled, "Besides, that's your own life, what's the matter with me?"
"Of course I am not so careless." Ye Fei picked up the money on the table, folded it, and put it in his pocket properly. She looked at Chen Jiajun on the opposite side, and didn't know what to say for a while. It's like a bird in a cage suddenly gets free, but doesn't know where to fly. She cleared her throat and said sincerely, "Thank you. During this time, thanks to you and everyone for taking care of me. In fact, I think you are a good person."
"I'm not so nosy." He laughed awkwardly when he heard the praise.
Ye Fei was curious: "Then why do you care about me?"
"Why... Too leisurely, have some fun." He looked at Ye Fei with a smile.
She sneered and rolled her eyes.
Chen Jiajun leaned back on the seat: "You should be thankful, I just thought of the little girl."
"You have a younger sister?"
"Once." He nodded, with a lonely expression on his face, "If she was still there, she would probably be about your age."
Ye Fei said "Ah", not knowing how to continue.
"It's been almost ten years." Chen Jiajun took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a sip slowly, with a curl of smoke rising from the white ceiling lamp, "Just now you asked me where I came from. I was born in Jogyakarta, Have you ever heard of it? The Chinese is Yogyakarta. Chen Jiajun is my real name, but the passport says Sukanta Hartani. When I was studying in the United States, everyone called me Daniel." He drank a half bottle of vodka and added two cans of beer. The past events that have been buried in my heart for many years have become clear, and they continue to circle in my mind, wanting to break free from the shackles, and be told again.
"In the year of the riots, the younger sister was studying in high school in Jakarta and hid in the homes of local Muslim friends. The Sultan of Yogyakarta said that no matter what ethnicity, they are all his subjects. So she wanted to come back overnight, and her friend was riding a motorcycle. , Driving too fast..."
Chen Jiajun half-opened his mouth, spitting out smoke, his face hidden behind the light smoke, half-bright and half-dark: "I've never been back to that country."
Ye Fei had heard of the tragic history back then. She was silent for a while, and asked softly: "Then... What about the other family members? Mom and dad, brothers and sisters? They miss you too, right."
"My mother has passed away. Others, the eldest brother is two years older than me, and there is a younger brother." He raised the corner of his mouth, but there was a trace of sadness between his brows, "They are all doing well."
His eyes penetrated through the smoke, as if he wanted to see far away: "When my sister was born, the whole family was very happy and rushed to the hospital together. Only when we came back we found out that the house had been stolen, but we were still laughing and happy. Unbelievable." My childhood was like a dream, "I still remember wearing a short-sleeved shirt and check overalls, and my eldest brother rushing to hug my sister. Yes, our family spoiled her very much."
"So, it's not that I don't know how to pet a little girl." Chen Jiajun leaned forward and gently picked up Ye Fei's sideburns with his slender and strong fingers, helping her clamp her behind her ears. "But if you don't know how to cherish yourself, you should eat something. Suffering. It's too easy on this island, but is that what you want?"
His fingertips accidentally ran across Ye Fei's cheeks, and there was a rough touch. She shuddered and turned her head subconsciously: "You are right, I have worked very hard, but I need time to come. adjust."
"You have not experienced these alone." Chen Jiajun stared at her, "When sad, emptiness is the most depressing, but it is better to be busy."
Ye Fei asked: "So you put so much pressure on me, are you afraid that I will break down and break the jar?"
Chen Jiajun chuckled, "If you give up on yourself, then no one can help you." He pressed his palm on Ye Fei's head, "Whether it’s good to say goodbye to the past or to welcome a new life, go and think about it. Wherever you go, do what you want to do." He tugged her earlobe again, "Remember, don't go into the water until your ears are good."
"I... haven't said goodbye to everyone yet." Ye Fei pressed the banknotes in his pocket, feeling mixed.
He calmly said: "I will convey it for you."
When Ye Fei walked out of the dive shop, Chen Jiajun didn't get up to show him off. He lit another cigarette, held it with his fingers, and a faint wisp of blue smoke floated out. The light shone from above his head, his eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brow bone, and the emotion contained in it could not be clearly seen. His back is straight, and in the quiet night, there is a sense of solitude and loneliness. Ye Fei wanted to turn around and turn back and sit next to him. Even if he refused to tell the hardships and pains in his heart, staying by his side in this way seemed a kind of silent reward.