A certain scientific pirate

Seven days ago, a long-lost storm passed through the South China Sea at an inappropriate time of year.

Even outside the Grand Line, the weather on the sea is always complex, changeable and unpredictable.

For those who have leisure time, admiring the majestic beauty of the sea is a pleasure; but for those who rely on the sea for their livelihood, it will always be awe-inspiring and even terrifying.

After the storm, the sea showed its extremely calm side. The azure sea and the clear sky are connected together, and in the scenery like a "mirror of the sky", a single-masted fishing boat is slowly floating in the middle.

But the damaged sails and ruined hull show that the "beauty of the artistic conception" and the "cruelty of reality" are not inconsistent. It is obvious that it was destroyed by the storm before.

Although the storm did not directly overturn the fishing boat, when all the supplies on the boat were washed into the sea and the ship was blown away from the main channel, the outcome seemed to be doomed... On the sea, loneliness means death.

The fishermen on the boat were two brothers, and the younger brother had fainted. The sunken eye sockets, chapped lips, and breathless breathing all showed that he had reached his limit. The elder brother's condition was only slightly better than that of his younger brother. He barely maintained his last bit of consciousness, leaning his body inside the boat, and hanging one hand across the low side of the boat to the sea.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness completely, he suddenly felt something gently touching the back of his hand, following the ripples on the bottom of the boat, one after another.

The brother reluctantly opened his eyes, and then he saw a round "fruit" with strange patterns half floating on the water, gently tapping the back of his hand...

It's food.

In the midst of infinite despair, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope for survival.

However the food is only so much.

The elder brother fished up the fruit. He looked at his unconscious younger brother, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes. But in the end, he moved to his younger brother's side little by little, reluctantly broke open the fruit, and stuffed it bit by bit. Brother's mouth.

After replenishing water, my brother's breathing seemed to be calmer.

Then he put the remaining "fruit" in his brother's hand. After resting for a while and regaining some strength, he turned his body forward, jumped directly over the low side of the ship, and fell headlong into the blue but still water. In a sea that is deep enough to swallow everything.

The so-called cruelty and gentleness of the world is probably this contrast.

And just when this "emotional aftertaste" full of conflict was still spreading, the face of the unconscious brother suddenly turned purple, and then...

He began to unconsciously scratch the inner wall of the cabin with his fingernails.

how to say?

It's like this person ate something he shouldn't have.