Chapter 30

Blunder

He accidentally made a huge slip of the tongue. Lorraine's shy eyebrows drooped and followed Haina back to the ship like a little daughter-in-law. He couldn't see the style of the captain.

Little Pierce was so confused that he hurriedly left the deck washing and ran over the gossip: "Captain, this is..."

"Have you done 500 fencing today?"

"Ah... I did!"

"Have you finished a hundred knots?"

"It's over!"

"How about swimming two kilometers?"

"Finished swimming!"

"Chart?"

"The homework is on your desk. It was finished last night!"

Lorraine tilted her head and glanced at the mop lying on the deck. "That means it's not dark yet, all you have to do is scrub the deck and cook dinner?"

"Yes, sir!" little Pierce was full of ambition.

Lorraine patted him on the shoulder encouragingly: "well, tomorrow's training volume will increase by 20%. Remember to inform Karen's supervisor."

"Yes... Ah!"

A small boat, such as a bag.

Lorraine was angry with little pierce and finally decided to face the bleak life.

He found Haina in the evening and solemnly agreed to Haina's suggestion.

They agreed that if there was no progress after three days, they would start the kidnapping plan for the successor of Alfonso zijue.

There are only 16 words in the script. Haina binds people, Lorraine saves them, and three knives and six holes in exchange for friendship.

Early the next morning, Lorraine and Haina, who were inspired, entered the port again and were busy with their futile and goodwill marketing work.

Then, dusk

It is still the square, still a pair of tired and lost shadows.

Jeep... Roma danced in front of the caravan with passionate flamenco dance, guitar, castanet, happy songs, and "hareo" rushing to the sky one after another. It seems to be really magical and can inject vitality into people's soul.

Lorraine and Hannah were attracted and watched quietly in front of the caravan for a long time.

Until sunset, Lorraine lost a gold pound to the open guitar box, and the smile returned to both faces.

Lorraine bent her elbow at Haina. "Beautiful lady, may I invite you to dinner on my boat?"

Haina puffed her cheeks, took Lorraine's arm and whispered, "eat beef and stew Spanish beef at night!"

……

when the evening lights are lit

Lorraine took Haina along the market lane to the wharf and caught a little black cat with white ears on the road. It seemed that she had been with him for a long time.

Probably... It started from the square.

He waved suspiciously to the thin kitten.

The little guy really came close and took his hairy head and affectionately arched Lorraine's palm.

Lorraine was amused by its simplicity.

"Really, aren't you afraid I'll abduct you?"

"Meow."

"What do you want?"

"Meow."

"Hungry?"

Lorraine sniffed quickly.

He is not a fisherman, but because he lives on a ship all year round, he eats sea fish most of the time.

If he insisted that there was no fishy smell on his body, he would not believe such nonsense.

But such a faint smell can bring a lovely kitten

Or just a lucky black cat!

Is it going to turn around?

Superstitious little Mr. Drake absently scratched the soft white ears of the little black cat. He suddenly stood up and bought a big salmon from the fishing shop next door. He tore it off bit by bit for fear that the lovely little guy would choke.

The little guy ate so fast that he quickly ate such a big piece of fish.

"Meow."

It licked Lorraine's empty palm, rubbed it, and became more and more intimate with Lorraine.

Lorraine poked it in the head, "haven't you had enough?"

"Meow."

"But I saw it just now. There are only a few pieces of smoked fish left in the fishing shop. You can't eat smoked fish. If you eat big grains of salt, you will get sick."

"Meow."

"First... Sir, can you let go of your white ears?"

A timid voice suddenly appeared at the corner of the alley. Lorraine saw a dirty girl clutching her sleeve and at a loss.

She looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, petite, with black hair and black eyes.

She has a pair of big and long bright eyes on her goose egg like face, and a slightly wider mouth under the tall bridge of her nose.

This is the standard appearance of Roma, some Indian, and very white.

However, most Roma people are warm and cheerful. Suddenly, such a trembling little girl appears, her face is cramped and pale, which makes Lorraine not sure of her judgment for a moment.

But it doesn't seem to matter.

Lorraine rubbed the cat's head and asked the girl, "is it your cat?"

"Yes... Please, can you let it go?"

"I didn't catch it. It's just hungry." Lorraine stood up with a smile.

When the kitten saw that she would never eat again, she gave a pathetic meow, turned her head and ran back to the girl's arms like an arrow.

The girl's face smiled and she said, "thank you, sir!"

She bowed to Lorraine, then stepped back into the shadow, and soon disappeared at the end of the alley.

Lorraine looked at the direction of the girl's disappearance and frowned slightly: "Haina, do you think... They are both strange?"

"Ah?" Haina was startled. "What's strange?"

"You can't believe you're distracted..." Lorraine laughed. "Do you like that cat so much?"

Hannah nibbled her lips.

"In fact, it's not all about cats. I just... Think of something."

"The past?"

"About my brother."

Haina's voice was a little heavy and floated gently in the night wind. If she didn't listen carefully, she couldn't hear clearly at all.

But her expression was smiling.

"You know, after my father died, my brother and I fled to Cherbourg, when he was injured."

"In order to cure him, I worked in old Hansa's tavern for a long time. I helped old Hansa clean up the tavern during the day, killed people at noon and worked as a waiter at night. Except for changing his brother's dressing, I had little time to accompany him. It was during that time that he picked up a black cat, which was all black and very similar to white ears."

"He liked it very much. He named it romley. He held it every day. Like you just did, he tore off the meat I bought bit by bit and fed it, as if he was afraid of choking."

Haina smiled more gently and said, walking with Lorraine towards the wharf.

"Later, I became ill. I worked like crazy for several months. When I wanted to kill people, I often couldn't sleep for a few days. I accidentally had a fever and almost died earlier than my brother."

"What saved me was a bowl of broth..."

"That day he was splashed with cat blood and smiled, but his tears fell into the soup. I can't forget that scene, so I still remember the taste of the broth until he died. It was so sour that people couldn't swallow it."

Speaking of this, Lorraine knew that Haina's story was over.

Her voice was always calm, so calm that people felt pity.

Lorraine turned around and hugged her. Haina didn't struggle. She leaned in Lorraine's arms, listening to the sea breeze and looking at the moon.

Lorraine asked, "do you want to cry?"

"No." Haina answered neatly, "you know? You two are actually very similar, stubborn, smart, and brave. Even Nian Ji is the same."

"But I'm not him."

"I know. But sometimes I can't help thinking, if you were him... How nice."