whale wave

The sea ship is swaying, driving in the mist, the moonlight is colorful, looking out through the wooden window, there seems to be countless dust floating in the sea area under the light.

The boy curled up on the wooden bed, his eyelids fluttered, he seemed to be about to wake up, but fell asleep again, he was dreaming.The candlelight in Gangshou (captain’s) room was dim. Chen Duanli was sitting in front of the desk, resting his forehead with one hand. There was a chart spread out on the desk. The stitches of the route and the handwriting of the notes were all blurred. Under the insufficient lighting, it looked more mysterious. .The Fanguoyi Island recorded in the sea chart is also an illusory place in the eyes of most people in the world.

The boy uttered uneasy whispers in his sleep, and he seemed to be having a nightmare.Chen Duanli got up, his upper body was submerged in the darkness, the golden belt around his waist was gleaming, and the candlelight reflected on the intricately patterned robe. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could be recognized as a tall man.

Chen Duanli walked to the wooden bed, and he stretched out his big hand wearing three gold rings to touch the boy's forehead. In the cold autumn night, the hair on the boy's forehead was wet.

"Yu'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dad is here..." Chen Duanli turned his back to Guang, patted the child's shoulder, and comforted the child in a low voice.A few days ago, the child accidentally fell into the sea. Fortunately, nothing happened, but he was frightened and dreamed almost every night.

Chen Yu, who was sleeping, heard his father's voice and opened his eyes. The eyes glowing faintly under the candlelight were as beautiful as Mingji, and as beautiful as the golden ring inlaid with gems on Chen Gang's finger.

"Father, someone is singing outside." Xiao Chen Yu's voice was soft, he was a seven-year-old child.

Chen Duanli knew that there was no singing, and the child was still half asleep, so he said softly, "There is no singing, it is a child's dream."

Chen Yu tilted his head and looked at the sea outside the wooden window. The moon was dim, and he seemed to be searching for something. Then, a childish humming sound came out. It was an old tune, long and sad.

"Where did Yu'er learn this song?"

"Father, it's murlocs, they're all singing..."

In the dream, the same mist filled the air, and many mermen were singing dirges on the reef, beside them, countless boats were floating along the waves, stretching for miles.On each ship, a lamp is hung high, reflecting the appearance of the people on board, most of them are men in armor, their pale faces are quiet and solemn, holding weapons in their hands, neither happy nor sad, nor angry nor resentful.Accompanied by ethereal singing, the boat moved soundlessly, heading in the same direction, and crossed a sea cliff.

Chen Duanli's hand on his son's back stopped suddenly. He knew that the song was a lament for sharks. He raised his face, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you going to listen to the sailors tell ghost stories again? If you lie to children, there are no murlocs in the sea."

Listening to his father's words, Chen Yu nodded, very well-behaved, he seemed to think of something, opened his clenched hands, in the palm was a small copper beast - the only thing his mother left him, he looked up Looking at his father, he smiled slightly.

"Go to sleep." Chen Duanli touched the child's soft hair and pulled the quilt for him.

The ship is shaking, and the bed in the bow room is connected to the wall of the ship, which can reduce the turbulence. For sailors who sleep on straw mats and are tossed over and over in the wind and waves, it is such a stable and comfortable sleeping place.

Xiao Chen Yu closed his eyes. In order not to continue the weird dream before, he held the little copper beast and thought about his mother: she wore a golden leaf flower crown on her black hair, and she was wearing a brocade robe. Permeated with fragrance, she is so gentle that she would pat his back and hum softly the songs of Fanren.

Accompanied by the beautiful nocturne, the sea breeze blows over the stilt houses on the shore, the worry-free flowers fall, and the moonlight is like silver.

**

The moonlight was like silver, and the elderly Chen Yu woke up on the big Nanmu bed. He dreamed that he returned to the country with his father when he was young.When he was in a trance, he thought he was on a sea boat, but his body was stable, and he realized that he was on land when he could see the eaves and tree shadows under the moon.This is his home in Nanxi's hometown, the place where he lived for several years when he was young, and returned to his roots when he was old and fallen.

Every time I wake up from a dream, I often forget where I am, how old I am, whether I am a child, a teenager, or an octogenarian.When people reach old age, recalling this long life will inevitably feel erratic and unreal.

At this time, Chen Yu was 78 years old with sick bones and white hair like snow.

The tree shadow outside the window was shaken by the wind and trembled in fear. It was the only tree left in the backyard.Three days ago, the storm passed through and destroyed countless trees.

"Ahem..." Chen Yu curled up, fisted his lips, and coughed heavily.

The maid heard the sound, and got up from the corner of the room, it was dark, like a ghost.After a while, the fire was lit, a candle was moved to the side of the bed, and the maid came to serve, and she handed over the bowl.There were many servants serving Chen Yu, and this cough caused the lights inside and outside the house to light up, and the sounds of people and footsteps overlapped.

There was a rusty smell in Chen Yu's nose and mouth. He knew he was coughing up blood. When he was drowsy, he heard his nephew Chen Jingsheng calling him, but his consciousness was as loose as sand, and he fell into a dream again:

It was still a foggy dream. Seven-year-old Chen Yu woke up in Guangzhou Fanguan. He felt wet all over. When he opened his eyes, he was facing a lighthouse outside the window.He looked around, and there was a maid who looked after him sleeping beside him, snoring softly.

Suddenly, there was noise outside the window, and the lights were dazzling.

Xiao Chenyu climbed out of bed, wearing only a thin coat and barefoot, he stepped down the thick wooden stairs of the fan hall, and found that the alcoholics on the first floor had disappeared, even the singer and the staff disappeared.

The door curtain was rolled up, and a huge ship moored at the port was vaguely seen, dark and huge, like a giant beast stranded by the sea.It looked different from any sea ship that Chen Yu had seen, with black sails hanging upside down from its mast, just like the ghost ship from the underworld that the sailors told about.

Chen Yu stepped out of the curtain door, and the sea breeze rushed towards him, making him back again and again, so he had to move forward with difficulty.He was slowly approaching the giant ship, and turned around unconsciously, only to realize that the fog was engulfing, the shops were closed, and the surroundings were like a dead city.

In the fan hall, I could clearly hear the hustle and bustle outside, how could there be such a dead silence, it was terrifying.

In the wet and smelly harbor, there are scattered sailors and foot powers. Their figures are hidden in the fog, so illusory, as if they are not living people.Little Chen Yu stepped on the cold stone ground and felt the chill. His shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind, and the small copper beast worn around his neck was blown by the wind. Ye, want to ride the wind and go.

Chen Yu stretched out his small hand, lowered his head and grabbed it, holding it tightly.

When she lowered her head, her hair fluttered in a mess, blocking her vision, and when she raised her head, the gust of wind caressed her face, and it turned out that the moonlight was clear and the mist had completely dissipated.

The whole picture of the giant ship appeared in front of my eyes instantly. It was towering like a mountain, and its whole body was as dark as iron. The tall wooden ladder hung down, and several people stepped down from it, covering it in the shadow of the hull, and it was full of buildings.

A graceful and luxurious young man stepped off the boat slowly. He walked past Chen Yu and stopped suddenly. He looked down at this childish child. See.He is close at hand, and it can be seen that his unruly hair is gathered in the black crown, the purple robe has a leather belt, and the fish bag is hung on the waist. His robe has wide sleeves and is blown by the wind.

Under the moonlight, he is outstanding, standing seven feet tall, but his expression is gloomy, and his eyes are especially cold, which is intimidating.

You Sheng, you hate me, right?

Hate me for my own selfish desires, so that you will not be able to rest in peace.

In Yuyi under the blue, Zhao Yousheng's imperishable body was lying on the couch. He looked as young and handsome as before when he was alive.

In the Nanxi old house, the old Chen Yu on the nanmu bed is like a dead wood and a candle, trapped in a dream, whispering.Outside the window, the moon and stars are rare.

In the dream, Xiao Chenyu took off the small copper beast that he wore around his neck. It was a sea beast that could only avoid water and had saved him when he fell into the sea.He looked up at Zhao Youcheng, handed the copper beast, and said in a childish and gentle voice, "Give it to A Leftover (by Sheng's nickname), it will protect you, you can take it to the ends of the world."

These dreams are a combination of Chen Yu's life circumstances and obsessions, and they are the embodiment of deep regret.

I will grow old, but my wish is not fulfilled, and I feel regretful.

Old Chen Yu on the hospital bed was talking nonsense, the bedroom was brightly lit, and there were many figures.The flustered maid, the doctor who was summoned overnight, and the tense grandnephew and two elders of the same clan clustered around the couch, the sound of their chirping and chatting woke Chen Yu up from his confusion.

Chen Yu raised his eyes, the shadow of the candle swayed, he recognized the two old men beside him, he knew that he might have to explain his funeral.His gloomy eyes looked around, fell on his grand nephew, and told him: "Jing Sheng, send someone to... Go to Sanjiang and inform Zhao Zizhen, let him come, I have something to entrust to him."

Grand-nephew Chen Jingsheng stood by the bed, and said sadly: "The storm has just passed, the news has been interrupted, and the people sent before have not returned. Don't worry, uncle, I will send people there tomorrow morning."

There was a violent storm, and the waves were several feet high. Seagoing ships evaded the port one after another, and people dared not go out to sea.During these three days, no foreign ships arrived at the harbour.

"Be sure to let Zizhen come, this matter... is the most important thing."

After explaining this matter, Chen Yu was seriously ill and tired, so he didn't talk about it.

Since that night, Chen Yu was in a daze, and even when he woke up, he only asked if Zhao Zizhen had come.Chen Jingsheng sent two more loyal servants to send the ship to Sanjiang as soon as possible.He guessed that this matter was really important, and it might be related to the whereabouts of his uncle's overseas treasures.

Chen Yubo has been in business for more than [-] years. He is a wealthy man. He has no family. He returned to the country when he was old and lived in seclusion in his hometown.It was rumored that most of his treasures were stored overseas, but Chen Jingsheng didn't know it. The guessed overseas treasures were not all treasures, but also included a person who was neither dead nor alive.

Since he is neither dead nor alive, it is difficult to say that he is still a human being.

After the storm, the weather was gloomy for many days, and suddenly one morning, the sun rose brightly and warmed the people.On a fine day, Chen Jingsheng waited on Chen Yu's sickbed, and the old servant came in to report a visit from a young scholar named Mu Yuanyi, who claimed to be an old friend of Chen Yu, an old official.

"Muyuanyu?" The old servant had a strong local accent, and Yi and Yu couldn't read clearly. Chen Jingsheng looked at his sleeping uncle, pondered the strange name, and said softly, "Let him wait in the hall, and I'll go right away."

Chen Jingsheng got up and casually walked out of the yard, intending to meet the visitor.My uncle has many friends. After he returned to his hometown, people came to visit him from time to time.

He thought to himself: who is this Mu Yuanyu?

The author has something to say: Mu Yuanyi: You are a fish, and your whole family is a fish! (No, my whole family seems to be really fish)