On the clear blue sea, the waves gently undulated, the white gulls circled in the sky, and a fishing boat slowly sailed by at a speed of thirteen knots, dragging a white ripple course on the water.

Rather than a fishing boat, it is better to call it by its real name - whaling ship, but on the outside, it is obvious that this weathered old ship can no longer undertake whaling operations, since the empire imposed restrictions on whaling, this legendary fishing ship that has been successful in the 80s of the last century has been quietly decommissioned, and began to carry out general and legal fishing operations on the surface of the Atlantic. But judging by the tattered nets hanging aside, it is clear that the harvest has not been as smooth as expected.

The kettle made a sharp "whin" sound, and the captain turned off the power and poured two servings of ground coffee into the cup, pouring hot water and a strong aromatic smell spread out from the cabin.

"Your coffee. ”

The captain picked up the coffee saucer, returned to his seat, and handed the extra cup of coffee to the man across from him.

"I haven't drunk this in a long time. Thank you. The man was wiping the water from his face with a towel, and he had borrowed the captain's shaving cream and razor, and with the help of warm water, he had shaved off his beard, which was obviously out of place, and showed his chin as smooth as new. At this time, although this man looks a little vicissitudes of life, between twenty and thirty years old, he is still a slightly melancholy dignified uncle.

But even more striking are his eyes, which the captain has never seen in his past decades of life as clear as the surface of a lake, and even a newborn baby would never have such eyes.

"Huh......" The man picked up the coffee, gently blew away the steaming hot steam in the cup, took a sip, his brows frowned unabashedly, "It's too bitter." "I'm going to get the sugar jar. The captain just wanted to get up, but the man shook his head to stop him, "It doesn't matter, it reminds me of some trivial things in the past." ”

The man put down his cups and saucers, and lay on the back of the sofa relaxedly, his clear eyes staring at the center of the ceiling without focus, "In the past, when there was a war, there was a severe shortage of materials in various places, not to mention coffee, basic foods such as rice and fresh meat were difficult to obtain, and even canned food was a luxury. ”

"At that time, I was a nobody who had just enlisted in the army, and the supply of military supplies was insufficient, so the soldiers naturally had to rely on the spoils of war to support themselves, and I was lucky enough to be able to kill a few pieces of fat first every time I fought with the enemy, and it was at that time that I tasted the so-called chocolate and peanut candy. After all, I was still young at that time, and I was naturally obsessed with this kind of thing, and the captain looked at my infatuated appearance, and kept laughing and scolding me for being a foolish ghost, and saying that these things were all child's things, and coffee was the real delicacy in the world. ”

The captain sat across from the man and listened quietly, engrossed in the slightest interruption.

"Since then, I've memorized the word 'coffee' and started to look for it wholeheartedly, but as I said, it's a scarce resource in itself during war, and it's not always available on the black market, and it's even more hopeless to get it on the battlefield. Sometimes I wonder if even the captain has only heard of the term and not actually tasted it. Anyway, I didn't get coffee for four or five years after that. ”

The man crossed his hands behind his head and changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "Later, because of an accident, my captain triggered an infantry mine, and the whole person was blown up into the sky. ”

"The captain is a war orphan like me, with no family, no past, and no future. But because I was the closest person to him, his relics were delivered to me. However, it was said to be a relic, but in fact it was just some old clothes that had been washed off, but inside these clothes, I found a tin can the size of a palm. I opened it, and the moment the lid was lifted, I was sure of a fact in my mind - these tan powders were the legendary coffee. ”

"I was so ecstatic that I almost happily flipped around in place. Ignoring any other tasks, I anxiously poured the ground coffee into the kettle, and frantically ran around the camp to borrow hot water and pour it in, smelling the strange aroma gushing out, I already concluded that this was definitely the "delicious taste of the world" that the captain said. So, as soon as the temperature dropped slightly, I eagerly lifted the kettle and poured all the liquid into my throat as I had drunk spirits before......"

Speaking of this, the man paused, and a wry smile of nostalgia appeared on the corner of his mouth, "However, I vomited." The strange, bitter, charred smell filled my mouth and nose, and for a moment, I wondered if it was the wrong amount and technique that made me make this murderous smell. So, I tried the rest of the powder a few more times, and as you can imagine, as I mastered my technique, the tan liquid became more and more unpleasant, and finally, while I drank the last cup of coffee, I tried to try to do it again, but at the bottom of the empty can, I took out a note. It says—"

"[Hahaha, you've been fooled, little ghost], in turn, it's still the ugly font, [this is the taste of life]. ”

The man picked up the cold coffee cup, and then drank it all, the warm liquid poured down the esophagus into his stomach, and a complicated smile appeared on his face again, "Look, this guy is such a rotten person, now that I think back, in the days when I was chasing coffee, he took all the candy he seized alone, no wonder this guy never had friends." Heh, Captain, what do you think of life?"

"Uh-huh, me?" the captain was stunned by the sudden question, and after a moment's thought, he looked up and replied, "mediocre, prosaic, long and short. ”

"It's a bit philosophical. The man nodded, "However, I think everyone's life is different. You see, like him—"

With his right hand, he grabbed his side, and a human head with blood still dripping from his neck was placed on the table by the man, "This is the first mate on your ship, according to the calluses on some parts of his body, he has almost ten years of sailing experience, ten years of sailing, and was killed by me today, this is his life." And she—" an arm that had stiffened was placed to the side of the head, and the ring on her ring finger stood out, "according to the information obtained from the chat, she is a graduate student in oceanography, and this time she went to sea to have a deeper understanding of the ocean. After studying hard day and night, I finally tore off my arm and threw it into the sea to feed the sharks, which is also her life. ”

Cold sweat had already soaked the captain's back, and he almost vomited uncontrollably in the face of the face on the table and the smiling face on the arm. And these are just two of the victims, and an hour ago, the man who was floating on the surface of the sea and was caught on board as a shipwrecked crew member had already quickly bloodied the fourteen members of the fishing boat. Now the decks inside and outside the cabin were covered with blood and corpses.

"But I don't have any more life. As if noticing the captain's ugly face, the man continued to say to himself, "No matter how it ends, no matter what the process is, you all have a complete life with a beginning and an end. However, I don't have it anymore. ”

"After that man stole my name and stole my life, my memories will be false, my past will be false, even that damn captain and coffee will be [false]!, so ......"

The man gently put down the coffee cup and said calmly: "So, before I take back my name and life, the only reason for my existence is to kill." ”

"That'...... Will you kill me too?" asked the captain, finally holding back his patience and his voice trembling.

"Until the ship docks, it won't. ”